The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 967

Daniel sat at the breakfast table, delicately sipping his milk like a little gentleman.

"Morning, Mommy." Daniel greeted Brittany with a cheery smile.

"Morning, sweetie."

Brittany planted a kiss on her son's cheek before turning to Charles. "Still feeling rough?"

Charles, still a bit dizzy, asked, "Is this your son?"

"Daniel, say hi to Uncle Charles."

"No, call me by my name." Charles waved the hand dismissively. "Does your kid have, like, a brain problem or something?"

Brittany frowned slightly.

"He's been up since dawn working on math, and they're tough ones."

Brittany had initially thought Charles was alluding to a more serious issue, but was this it?

"He really enjoys math."

"People actually enjoy that stuff?" Charles questioned his life choices. "And he's a whiz at Go too. Did you teach him that?"

"No, Grace used to play, and I picked it up from playing with her," Daniel replied proudly.

Charles let out a dramatic groan and collapsed onto the couch.

Was he really just a kid?

Brittany knew Daniel was smart and pinched his nose playfully. "Hurry up and eat. The school bus will be here soon."

After breakfast, Daniel kissed Brittany goodbye. "See you tonight, Mommy."

He then glanced at Charles. "See you next time, Charles."

Charles closed the eyes in defeat.

Once Daniel was gone, Charles bolted upright as if resurrected. "Brittany, please tell me, how old is your son?"

"Six."

Brittany ladled some oatmeal into a bowl for Charles. "Here, have some to warm up your stomach."

Charles looked like she'd seen a ghost. After a few spoonfuls, she couldn't take it anymore. She caught a whiff of her own scent, almost sour, and wrinkled her nose in disgust. "I need a shower."