Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 118

I never knew President Grant, who held such a high status, would do such a childish thing.

Perhaps this was human nature. Everyone had many different sides to them. Whether it was Tyler, Theo, or me, we would all do unimaginable things.

The car that was worth tens of millions was being smashed but Tyler did not even frown one bit. He remained calm and unruffled in his seat with one hand supporting his head. He looked sideways at Theo, his eyes carrying a profound smile.

Their eyes met. One pair was cold while the other was hot. One was smiling happily while the other was ice-cold like frost. No one wanted to read each other through their gaze, but no one wanted to show their weakness first.

A long while later, Tyler's smiling eyes squinted as he said, "Smashing the car is boring. How about we involve some real action?"

"Sure," Theo replied in a deep voice. He shifted his dark eyes a little and stared at my thin lips as he said," Get out of there. Don't get splattered by the blood.”

"Yeah, Wandy, you stay aside and watch how I’ll help you teach him a lesson.” Tyler agreed as well and

opened the car door.

I...

I never thought that there would be a time when both o f them would agree with each other.

I looked up to see two men who carried disdain that was targeted at the other person in their eyes. I could not help but smile. Men were hilarious when they became childish. At that moment, they were like ants i n each other's eyes-the kind that you could easily squash.

I was too lazy to deal with their confrontation, so I got out of the car and left.

Perhaps it was the smashing of the car that alerted Miss Woods who was in the house. She switched on all the lights in the yard and ran out in a rush. The scene in front of her made her nervous. She immediately asked, "Do you need me to call anyone, Young Master?"

"No. Take Madam to the garden and let her sit and watch." Theo's dark eyes looked low-spirited and his voice was indifferent.

He wanted to make me watch the show? I smacked m y forehead and said, "You take your time. I’m not going to watch. It’s not good for the baby. I'll wait for you at home."

Maybe it was my words that made him feel better. Theo’s expression was no longer as cold and his tone softened as well. He said lightly, "Then you should