Chapter 387

Will and Jaylen did not spend much time together. Even if Will were sad, he wouldn't be sad for long. But for Theo, Jaylen was not only his senior fellow apprentice but also his godfather, who had watched him grow up. Jaylen would teach him medical skills when his master was unavailable and would also buy him all kinds of strange little gifts. The more Theo liked him, the sadder he felt now.

He almost burst into tears, his face reddening as he sobbed. Will also felt bad seeing him like this, but it was useless to say anything now. He held Theo's hand and silently comforted him.

After leaving, Maeve carried the crying Theo toward the parking lot. She patted him on the back, fearing his crying would worsen.

"Mommy, why did people die?" Theo hugged Maeve's neck tightly and sobbed.

Maeve, after considering, didn't use fairy tales to dismiss him. She said seriously, "Because everyone dies eventually."

The thought of his family leaving him made Theo bite his lip and wipe Maeve's tears with his chubby hand. "Mommy, don't be sad. I won't cry anymore. I'll definitely study medicine well in the future and let you all live a long life." His mommy was already feeling terrible, and he didn't want to make her feel worse.

Hearing this, Maeve remembered Theo's first-birthday ceremony. She had placed many things before him, but he had chosen the small medicine chest Jaylen had accidentally left at her home. Later, his remarkable photographic memory won him Rudolf's favor, and Jaylen competed with him to take Theo as his last disciple. Perhaps because his talent was so high and things came easily, Theo wasn't enthusiastic about studying medicine. He only persevered because learning medicine could protect Maeve. Maeve thought that perhaps things would be different in the future.

She gently pressed her cheek against Theo's chubby face and softened her voice, saying, "Alright, then Mommy will be waiting."

"Mom, there's still me," Will said, holding the corner of Maeve's shirt. "I'll work hard to study. When I'm in a good position, I'll give all the money I earn to Mom." Even now, Will hadn't forgotten about eventually succeeding his father.

Maeve didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "If your father hears this, your little butt will be in danger."

"I won't. Dad said that as long as I have the ability, I can try anytime." He was still too young to defeat his father.

Theo, forgetting his tears, kicked his short legs and said unhappily, "You can't even earn two dollars from Stinky Daddy now, and you actually want to snatch the burden of raising Mommy from me! Will, are you getting arrogant?!"

He had already earned a card from Stinky Daddy!

Will snorted softly. "It's just two dollars. Of course I can do it."

"Then let's take a gamble. If you can earn four dollars from Stinky Daddy, I'll believe you."

"Alright, let's bet then."

The two little ones made a bet, leaving Maeve no time to be sad.

After getting into the car, Byron heard Theo burp; his usually soft voice was hoarse from crying. Byron felt conflicted. He thought, "The little guy suddenly lost his biological father at such a young age. It was quite pitiful. I shouldn't bully him so much in the future. No matter what, he was still Maeve's son. Maeve probably didn't intend to hand him over to the Chatterly family. It wasn't a big deal; I could afford to raise him."

"Dad, can I discuss something with you?" Will moved to Byron's side and whispered guiltily.

Byron grunted. "What's wrong?"

"Can you give me four dollars?" Will, who had never taken the initiative to ask his father for pocket money, blushed and felt embarrassed. Byron was slightly surprised. 'Four dollars?'

He took his money clip out and gave it to Will. "Daddy doesn't have change. Only a hundred. You can take as much as you want." Will looked at Theo and wanted to say he had earned it.

Theo stuck out his tongue at Will and mouthed, "It's all hundred-dollar bills. It has nothing to do with four dollars!"

Will didn't understand but was shocked. 'How could he actually calculate it like this?'

Maeve understood at a glance. Theo was deliberately setting a trap for Will. There was an extremely small amount of cash in Byron's wallet; it was all cards. Getting four dollars from him was impossible. This was a verbal trap.

"What's the matter?" Byron asked in a low voice as Will didn't take the wallet for a long time.

Maeve couldn't help reminding him, "Byron, your son is sad because you can't even come up with four dollars."

Byron was puzzled.

Theo patted Will's shoulder like a good brother. "Forget it. Your father is the richest man in Kleymond. He doesn't even have four dollars." Byron was puzzled again.

Will sighed and turned to Byron. "Forget it, Dad. I didn't know you didn't have four dollars. I shouldn't have asked you for it." His tone implied, "I didn't even know you were this poor."

Byron was speechless, choked with emotions.

Maeve, who had been depressed since leaving the cemetery, suddenly felt much better and burst out laughing. Hearing her laughter, the two little ones felt relieved. That's great. Mom's finally happier, they thought.

Byron sensed something. He raised his hand and rubbed Will's head and snorted. "I'll let it go this time. If you're still so incompetent next time, I'll find you a few more tutors." Will was extremely helpless. "Don't... Dad."

After sending the two little ones home, Byron instructed the driver to send Maeve to the studio first.

The black Spyker drove steadily. Maeve leaned against the seat and felt sleepy, her head nodding. She hadn't slept well for days and was mentally exhausted.

"Theo is your son with Jaylen?" Byron's sudden words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, dispelling Maeve's sleepiness. She opened her eyes and looked at him in confusion. "...What?"

Maeve was puzzled. 'What did he say?'

Byron's face, hidden behind sunglasses, was expressionless, his tone indifferent. "I knew about this long ago."

"What?" Maeve was dumbfounded. "How did you know? No, what do you know?" Theo was her son, but she couldn't figure out what that had to do with Jaylen.

"That's not important," he replied.

"That's not important?!" Maeve's head was spinning. "Why do you think Theo is Jaylen's son?"

She couldn't figure out his thinking. Byron thought she didn't want him to know, so she denied it with a complicated expression.

He said, "On the day of the Arts and Theatrical festival at the Islaton Private International Kindergarten, Jaylen himself said that he hoped to hear Theo call him daddy again, didn't he?" The word "again" was significant. This meant Theo had once called Jaylen daddy, but later, for some reason, refused. Furthermore, with Theo's personality, he wouldn't call anyone "daddy" casually.