Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 97: What If I Wasn’t Your Grandson

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: What If I Wasn’t Your Grandson
Vinny Hawke was shocked and angry, "Charlie, I am your elder, how can you speak to me like this? Did you go to the company today? Did you meet that woman? Tell me, did she teach you this? That lowly woman, you are not allowed to see her again!"
Hearing this, Bea was so angry she got up from the bed and threw a pillow at her.
"Auntie Charlotte is gentle and beautiful, the best woman in the world, why did you curse her? You’re the worst, I hate you, I don’t want to see you!"
"Dominic Hawke, you dare throw a pillow at me? This is outrageous! That woman must have put a spell on you!"
"You still say it! Auntie Charlotte did nothing wrong, it’s me who dislikes you, how can you slander her!"
"..."
Vinny was dumbfounded and was about to lose her temper, wanting to grab him and spank him.
"Ah, help! Grandpa, Grandma, come save Charlie, Auntie is just like that bad mom, wants to abuse Charlie!"
Bea retreated into the bed, calling for help.
Vinny’s face turned livid with anger, pointing at Bea speechlessly.
Hearing the commotion, the two elders of the Hawke Family hurriedly put on clothes and rushed over.
"What happened, what happened? Charlie, be good, don’t cry, don’t cry, Grandma will stand up for you."
Madam Hawke hurried to the bedside, opening her arms towards Bea.
"Grandma, sob, Auntie isn’t reasonable, Auntie is hateful."
Bea cried half-earnestly, throwing himself into Madam Hawke’s arms.
"Alright, alright, don’t cry, Grandma will scold her."
Madam Hawke coaxed repeatedly, her gaze falling on Vinny who was so angry her nose was out of joint, "Little Man, what are you arguing with a child for? You’re getting more and more childish the older you get."
"I... he... Mom, why are you scolding me without understanding the situation?"
Vinny, who lived a high and mighty life for half her life, was so angry she almost spat blood being scolded by her own mother.
"Then tell me, what exactly happened? Why did you want to hit my good grandson?"
Madam Hawke patted Bea’s back, her tone clearly showing bias towards the little one.
As people age, they enjoy spoiling grandchildren.
This little one, ever since he took a fall, had a mouth as sweet as honey.
She just loved him dearly.
No one could bully her precious darling.
"When did I hit him? He threw a pillow at me!"
Vinny glared at Bea who was peeking at her and snapped.
This little guy was really different from before.
Look how he was just now, so fierce, and now he’s learned to play innocent.
Too clever!
"Charlie, Auntie is your elder, tell Grandpa why you threw a pillow at her?"
Elder Hawthorne, standing to the side, did not blindly favor the little one and instead inquired.
"Because Auntie looks down on people."
Bea pouted, "She won’t allow me to be friends with Auntie Charlotte’s son, and even calls them poor and lowly commoners. The teacher taught us that the most important thing in making friends is character, Auntie Charlotte is very nice, so is Bea, so I like associating with them."
"Since they are people I like, I want to defend their dignity and not let Auntie curse them. Grandpa, am I right?"
The speech was clear and logical, with a firm reasoning.
The two elders of the Hawke Family exchanged a glance, seeing a hint of admiration in each other’s eyes.
Elder Hawthorne looked at Vinny, "Little Man, that was wrong of you. No matter what, you shouldn’t criticize people like that in front of the child. I think Charlie’s mind is purer than yours, than ours."
The Hawke Family is of top nobility, the daughter grew up in a circle of wealth, it’s understandable she feels superior.
Moreover, she had an experience in her youth that made her somewhat narrow-minded.
But fortunately, it’s all in the past.
"Alright, alright, you all leave, our Charlie needs to sleep."
Madam Hawke, seeing Vinny couldn’t hold her expression anymore, quickly mediated.
Vinny left with a sullen face, not saying a word, turning to leave angrily.
All because of Elara Don.
Before she appeared, everything was calm.
And now, one by one they embarrass her!
How can she swallow this!
"Alright, good grandson, don’t cry, let’s sleep early."
Madam Hawke was coaxing Bea to sleep.
Bea looked at Madam Hawke, thinking about leaving the Hawke Family’s old house soon, he couldn’t help but feel reluctant.
"Grandma, I really like you, and I really like Grandpa. If... if I weren’t your grandson, would you still like me as much?"
Grandpa Hawthorne and Grandma Hawke are really kind!
But if he weren’t their grandson?
Would they still love him like this?
"Silly child, what nonsense are you saying?"
Madam Hawke tucked him in, smiling and scolding him.
"I mean if! If I weren’t your grandson, and were born to someone as gentle and kind as Auntie Charlotte, would you and Grandpa still like me like you do now?"
Bea’s eyes were bright, full of expectation.
"This child..."
Madam Hawke laughed, probably thinking it was Vinny’s words that hurt his young heart.
So she said: "We would! Charlie is so cute and smart, no matter who you are, your Grandpa and I would like you."
"Hehe, Grandma, I like both you and Grandpa too."
Bea was satisfied, giving yet another compliment.
"Mm, then go to sleep."
Madam Hawke lightly tapped his tiny nose and turned off the light for him.
"Goodnight, Grandma."
Bea yawned, rubbed his eyes, and said goodnight to Madam Hawke.
Madam Hawke’s heart was filled with warmth, thinking how nice it would be to have a few more grandchildren like this.
...
Blue Sky Apartments.
Elara Don and Leia Quinn finally got home.
The house was quiet, Elara Don first went into the children’s room to check.
The little one was sleeping soundly, she curled her lips, lightly pecked his face, and then exited quietly.
"Is Bea asleep?"
Leia Quinn poured two glasses of water, handing one to Elara Don.
"Mm-hmm."
Elara Don took it and drank deeply.
"Elly, that street thug isn’t simple."
Leia Quinn said after finishing her water.
Elara Don didn’t say anything, waiting for Leia Quinn to continue.
"I’ve been observing him all night, you say he’s a street thug, but his manners and upbringing, along with his conversation, don’t at all match what a thug should be like."
Habits ingrained in bones can’t be changed.
The way he carried himself was like a nobleman.
Calling him a thug?
She couldn’t quite believe it.
"Perhaps he has been following Craig Landers for a long time, birds of a feather flock together, that’s why he has become like this."
Elara Don thought and came to such a conclusion.
"That explanation can hold, but I just feel something is off."
Leia Quinn mused, thinking of something, she chuckled lightly, "But Elly, no matter what Thomas King is like, if he stays with someone like Craig Landers long enough, he really will turn out the same."