Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 475. Lose face all the way to someone else’s home_1

Chapter 475: 475. Lose face all the way to someone else’s home_1

Little Fatty seemed to have noticed Adam Jones only just now. Seeing the handsome uncle who looked exactly like William Campbell standing in front of his daddy, his eyes instantly lit up.

The next second, he was like a wild horse that had broken free from its shackles, shaking off his mommy and making his way to Adam Jones’ side, wrapping his arms around Adam’s thighs.

"Uncle, can you and auntie have a little sister for me? Once I have a little sister, I’ll have a wife."

The Wilsons: "..."

Couldn’t this little rascal stop making a fool of himself in public?

Elly Campbell hadn’t expected the little chub to be so insistent on them having a little sister for him.

Initially, she thought it was just innocent child’s talk and didn’t take it seriously.

But he had said it over and over again, to her, in front of his parents, and now, even while hugging Adam’s legs, he continued to plead.

Even though Little Fatty was just a three-year-old child, Elly’s face still reddened uncontrollably.

Especially when she looked up and met Adam’s gaze, which was almost mocking, her cheeks burned even hotter.

Samuel Wilson and his wife also couldn’t help but quietly face-palm at their son’s words and actions.

There was no point in worrying about meeting people now, but with this little guy’s determination to find a wife, they really weren’t concerned about him not being able to find one in the future.

Adam Jones, smiling, squatted down and pinched Little Fatty’s nose. He dropped the stern and dominant demeanor he had in the business world and, unusually gently, said,

"Okay, uncle will discuss it with auntie and get back to you next time."

Elly Campbell: "..."

The Wilsons: "..."

Especially Samuel Wilson, who had dealt with Adam numerous times, was now looking at Adam as if he were looking at a fool.

Was this man’s brain really malfunctioning without his knowledge?

Actually talking so seriously to his son about this, and so... so gently?

Although Samuel Wilson didn’t know what had gotten into Adam Jones, the slightly frivolous expression on his face was indeed somewhat indescribable.

Could it be that this guy could only hope to "have a taste" of his wife by heeding these uninhibited words from his son?

While Samuel Wilson thought it unlikely, he couldn’t help but speculate in that direction.

And in his heart, he silently gave his son, who specialised in playfully causing trouble, a thumbs-up.

Suddenly, a pain shot through his arm, and Samuel Wilson turned his head to see his wife, her face as red as a boiled lobster and her beautiful eyes glaring fiercely at him.

"Look what you’ve done."

She was referring to how he would, from time to time, withhold their son from entering the room, claiming it was to make him a sister to send off to someone else’s house as a wife, but in reality... it was to satisfy his own shameless desires.

Now they were making a spectacle of themselves at someone else’s place.

And as for President Jones, this kind of matter should just be discussed privately with his own wife. Why was he talking so seriously to their son about it?

And promising to get back to him after discussing it?

Their three-year-old Little Fatty couldn’t understand any of it, yet the matter was being discussed so seriously.

Little Fatty’s mom didn’t dare to show her displeasure to Adam Jones, so she could only keep twisting her husband’s arm in exasperation.

Just then, the sound of a whistle came from the sports field, followed by a deep and powerful voice from the platform nearby,

"Dear parents and kids, our Parent-Child Sports Day will officially begin now. Please have the parents take their little ones and start entering the venue in an orderly fashion..."

Hearing this, Elly Campbell felt as if she had been liberated and let out a quiet sigh of relief.