Stinson Wayne opened his bag with his stiff fingers, took out the list, and swept to the end with a glance.
The intense gaze that had settled down suddenly exploded with mad joy.
Vittorio Storaro looked daringly. He saw the result and was shocked again.
"Young Master, when did you have a son?" The result was that 99% of the blood ties were biological father and son.
"That little guy at the banquet today, didn't you say that he looks like me? He's my biological son!" This is more than anything else that makes Stinson Wayne happy.
Vittorio Storaro opened his mouth and was speechless.
Now, he only had one line of characters left in his heart. His own young master was really wise. He could even find his own son by virtue of his long looks like three words.
However, there was no such thing as a coincidence. Just as the little fellow's mother had a heart—shaped birthmark on her left shoulder.
"Young Master, are you going to pick up him now?" Vittorio Storaro was really happy for him. It was so envious to have such a cute child.
"Tomorrow!" Stinson Wayne saw the nervous woman at the banquet just now, and saw that she was so afraid of her son being lost. Stinson Wayne decided to give her some more time with her son, because after tomorrow, this child would belong to him.
That night, Monica White planned to take the time to see the situation tomorrow.
Monica White was tired and fell asleep.
The next morning, Monica White sent him to an English training class. Susie Grant was the head of the class, so she could help her with the little guy.
Every time Susie Grant saw Gabe's small face, she wanted to kiss him.
Monica White went to the company. Today, as usual, she has a lot of things to do, busy with the press conference, and even busy designing satisfactory orders for the guests.
Even though she was too busy to breathe, it was a disguised success.
More than ten o'clock noon, the assistant lady quickly found Monica White: "Miss White, there's a handsome man looking for you!"
When Monica White heard the word handsome, she smiled. In her opinion, the most handsome person was her son. Monica White thought that it was the customer who came again and went to the reception room with a smile.
Just at the entrance of the reception room, she saw Elijah Boothe who was nervous and rubbing her hands.
"Mr. Elijah?" Monica White was surprised. Who could make him so excited?
Elijah Boothe walked over and looked at her meaningfully. Then, he carefully advised, "Hello, this is a VIP!"
Monica White became more curious. The customer is God.
Taking a deep breath, Monica White still raised her professional smile and pushed the door inside.
But with that sweet smile on her face, when she saw the man sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, her smile instantly froze.
Stinson Wayne?
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