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Sweet May-December Marriage novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124 Knelt and Called Me Daddy

When Charlotte came downstairs after changing her clothes, Nelson was already waiting for her. With the puppy in her arms, she made a soft request, "Mr. Clark, may I bring Magnolia along? If I leave it at home, it will be like this..."

As she spoke, she gently placed the little puppy on the ground and took a few steps away. Magnolia immediately whimpered and stretched out its two paws, embracing her legs. It was acting extremely coquettish, clearly showed its uneasiness in the new environment, and reluctant to leave Charlotte.

Nelson remained indifferent and said, "You can spoil it now, but what will you do when you go back to school in the future?"

Charlotte clasped her hands together, looking pitifully at him, "Please, I am begging you."

Nelson hesitated and said, "Only... For this one time."

Charlotte immediately thanked him, "Thank you!"

She bent down and picked up the little puppy and held its two paws up, "Quick. Say, thank you!"

Magnolia acted fierce and barked, "Woof! Woof!"

Charlotte smiled and gently stroked the puppy's head, "You are so well-mannered."

Nelson was speechless and thought to himself, "I wonder how you find this little puppy being well-mannered?"

It was Waylon who drove the car. Charlotte sat in the back seat, completely focused on playing with the puppy. Waylon curiously asked, "Ms. Lopez, when did you get a puppy?"

Charlotte replied softly, "Today. When Mr. Clark took me out to buy ice cream, someone gave it to me as a gift."

Waylon gave a meaningful look at Nelson, who was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat. Then, he thought to himself, "Not bad. Mr. Clark even knows how to take the young lady out for ice cream."

Motor vehicle racing was explicitly prohibited by the laws of Guabia, but where there was a will, there was a way. Some people were willing to take the risk and engage in these gray industries. There were three or four racetracks in Seyso. The one that Michael and the others went to was the largest in Seyso, the No. 1 Automobile Circuit. It had been operating for decades, but nobody knew who owned it, and no one cared. They were just there to have fun and it didn't matter whose turf it was.

Today, Michael was going to participate in the race. So, he wore a racing suit. He already had a delicate appearance, and wearing the suit added a touch of handsomeness, making him shine and attracting everyone's attention.

Before the official race started, people were chatting amongst themselves. Michael's friend, Bentley who he met after coming to Seyso, asked in a low voice, "Michael, is Mr. Clark really coming?"

Before Michael could answer, a man with a glass of red wine in his hand and dyed blond hair had already started talking, "You believe him? I don't know what kind of relative he is to the Clark family, but how dare he is to boast about inviting Mr. Clark... Who do you think Mr. Clark is? I heard even the president has to make an appointment to see him."

Since Michael came to Seyso without revealing his true identity, he used the guise of being a distant relative of the Clark family. Even though that status was prestigious enough, the group led by the blond-haired man was still particularly displeased with him. It was because Michael was relatively young, excelled in racing, looked good, and knew how to make girls happy.

Earlier, what pushed Michael to make that impulsive claim, that he could invite Nelson to watch the race was deliberately provoked by those people.

As soon as the blond-haired man spoke, others immediately chimed in, "Exactly, his boasting is way too much. He might as well claim that the Prime Minister is coming!"

"Hehehe. Even the Prime Minister is more realistic than Mr. Clark coming. Besides, isn't people saying that Mr. Clark is seriously ill?"

"Yes, I've heard that too. Michael, next time tries to be more modest when bragging. After all, loose lips sink ships, right?"

"Haha. You guys, stop it. If you make Michael feel embarrassed now, it might affect his performance in the race later."

Michael was speechless.

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