“Mr. Calder, I can’t promise you perfection in everything I do, but I can guarantee one thing – I will carry out my duties as a man and take care of Anya. I might not be your top pick right now, but I’m asking for a chance.”
Leo had reached out to Mr. Calder, engaging in a long and earnest conversation while Mr. and Mrs. Calder listened in silence.
Their daughter had already told them about the incident at the Cedillo estate, mentioning, “Regardless, if Chad can’t inherit the company in the future, it’ll be because of me. I’ll take responsibility for Chad. Even if you disagree, I want to be with him.”
Leo spent considerable time talking, carefully avoiding any mention of Anya's impulsive actions, seeking their understanding and urging them not to be upset with Anya.
Mr. Calder sternly warned, “Leo, remember what you've said tonight. If my daughter suffers because of you, I won’t forgive you.”
“Understood.”
After hanging up, Leo breathed a sigh of relief, having gained the approval of his girlfriend’s family.
Mr. Calder, after his initial cold demeanor, exchanged a look with his wife, “Honestly, I quite like the young man. He’s got ideas and a sense of responsibility. After being with our daughter, he knows to assure us, making us feel at ease.”
Mrs. Calder questioned, “Then why did you have to warn him so sternly?”
“Of course, I had to. What if he mistreats our daughter?” Mr. Calder lay down, pondering, “Wife, do I really come off as indifferent, only caring about the company and not our daughter’s happiness?”
He recalled his daughter’s words, “I have no respect for men who marry into the family for convenience. I won’t be happy with a marriage of alliance. Besides Chad, don’t expect me to be with any other man.”
Mrs. Calder, slightly annoyed, replied, “That’s because of what you told Andre before. Anyone could easily misunderstand. And to think you’re a CEO, you sure don’t know how to phrase things.”
In the affluent neighborhood, Leo hesitated with Andre’s number on his phone, ultimately deciding not to call.
At Maplewood Estates, Andre watched his wife and child laughing together on the sofa, occasionally glancing at his phone, but soon focusing back on the laughter in the room.
After bathing, the mother and son played on the bed, their laughter filling the room. Mia playfully threatened Henry, causing him to burst into giggles every time she made a move.
“Mommy’s gonna get you!”
Henry giggled uncontrollably, laughing even harder when he saw his mom’s pretend punches, eventually tumbling backward on the bed.
After a moment of surprise, Mia burst into laughter, and Henry, hearing his mom, joined in, contagious with laughter.
Andre got up, smiling as he lifted his son from the bed, “Time for bed.”
Mia adjusted the room’s temperature, cuddling her son, both breaking into laughter once again.
“My son, you’re so adorable, mom could just eat you up.”
Henry raised his fists, offering them to Mia.
Mia shook her head, embracing her son, guiding his tiny hand towards his dad, “Hand over your little piggy hoof; let daddy have a bite.”
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