tkworld Chapter 1235: Whoever Provides for Me Is My Dad
Chapter 1235: Whoever Provides for Me Is My Dad
Leah saw Cornelius Turner, a thousand-year-old bachelor, with a minor girl beside him and immediately took an interested look at the little girl, asking, "Your daughter?"
Cornelius: "..."
The little girl, named Isabella, was actually fourteen years old this year, but she had suffered from malnutrition since childhood. During her time in Brocade City, she had been following Aurora Coldwell every day, which had gradually improved her condition; her skin became fair and fuller. However, she was still petite, looking much the same age as Casimir Shaw.
"He’s my dad." The girl earnestly nodded, looking at the tall and robust Father Cornelius, grinning and showing her teeth, "The one who takes care of my food, drink, and lodging is Dad."
Leah was amused by her and laughed out loud.
"Sister, you’re so pretty, like Sister Aurora." The little girl gazed at Leah with sparkling eyes, full of envy, while looking at Leah’s devilish figure and beautiful features, and then at her own bean sprout-like self, her mouth flattened.
"Ahem, Miss, I picked this child up." Cornelius was stunned by the title ’dad’, his old face turning red. He was not married yet, where would he get such a big daughter?
Cornelius explained Isabella’s situation to Leah: Among over twenty rescued women and children, the military district sent them all back one by one. Only this little girl persistently refused to leave, stating she was an orphan. With no other choice, the military district brought her to Brocade City.
Griffith Squire, fearing Aurora Coldwell would soften her heart and adopt the girl, swiftly handed her to Cornelius for care, hence Cornelius was promoted to Father Cornelius.
"Then take good care of your daughter." Leah laughed, "Griffith Squire found you two to be a nuisance and kicked you to Nanyang?"
Cornelius squeezed out an awkward smile and said, "The boss heard that Miss had returned, so he sent me over to keep better watch."
Leah nodded and didn’t inquire about Griffith Squire further, turning her gaze to the servant.
"Mr. Shaw took the little master out early this morning, saying they were headed to the Leclair Family." The servant quickly said.
No wonder Casimir Shaw did not come knocking early in the morning. Delphine and Ignatius Leclair were in the United Kingdom, and their children were left in Nanyang.
Nanyang Leclair Residence
Richard Shaw brought Casimir Shaw to the Leclair Residence quite early. Benjamin Leclair and Nicholas Carter were sitting at the dining table having breakfast; seeing Casimir Shaw arrive, they joyfully slid off their stools and called him ’Little Shaw Brother’ with grins, then firmly expressed their desire to skip school that day to accompany Little Shaw Brother.
Casimir Shaw was always the youngest at home, and due to skipping grades, he was also the youngest and shortest in school. In Nanyang, he quickly found a sense of belonging in front of Benjamin Leclair and Nicholas Carter, thus spiritedly leading the two little ones to play games.
The patriarch of the Leclair Family had just been discharged from the hospital a while back, only to fall ill again upon hearing of Ignatius Leclair’s disappearance, fortunately, Delphine had found and brought him back.
Nathan Leclair had moved back to the Leclair Residence during this time to take care of the two little ones. Seeing Richard Shaw visit, he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
"What brings Major General Shaw to Nanyang suddenly?" Nathan Leclair asked coolly.
To be honest, the Leclair Residence and the Shaw Family weren’t deeply connected, perhaps not at all; it was only Ignatius Leclair who was close to Richard Shaw. It was lucky enough that the Leclair Family hadn’t fallen out with the Howard Family over the years, let alone being on good terms with the Shaw Family.
"Old Leclair asked me to check things out." Richard Shaw said coolly, "It appears Second Young Master has done quite an effective job overseeing Nanyang recently, not disappointing the Imperial City’s efforts."
Nathan Leclair frowned; his identity had always been top-secret, how did his brother know, and Richard Shaw too? These people seemed to have become too shrewd.