Chapter 75: Chapter 75

"His dad is me!" A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Upon hearing the voice, everyone paused for a moment, only to see a man walking slowly towards them. His icy aura locked onto the middle-aged man. Despite being seven or eight years older than the man, the oppressive force he exuded made him unable to move.

The dark purple suit was crisp, and the black sunglasses covered most of his face. Even with sunglasses on, you could still feel his piercing gaze.

The gaze shot directly at the man, rendering him frozen.

The man’s thin, cold lips parted and closed, speaking words that made one tremble with fear: "Let go of your hand."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and hurriedly let go of his hand.

"Who... who are you?"

His tone trembled slightly, losing confidence.

Evan Quinn’s soft and tender little body stood frozen in place, staring at the man who had already walked to his side. His beautiful big eyes were misty, and he tightly pursed his lips.

"Is something wrong?" The man removed his sunglasses, eyes filled with anger.

The familiar sense, familiar aura, familiar scent. Since childhood, he never had a daddy, always facing everything strongly. Even when bullied in kindergarten, he’d never tell Sienna Quinn when he got home.

But today, someone stood up for him.

"I’m... I’m okay!" He said he was fine, but his little face was full of grievance.

Landon Lawson suddenly hugged Evan Quinn tightly, gently patting his back, and whispered in his ear, "Don’t forget, you’re still just a little kid. We adults are here to handle these things."

The little boy felt a tremor in his heart, his nose tingling, almost about to cry. His chubby little hands wrapped around Landon Lawson’s neck: "I... they bullied me." Newest update provided by novel※fire.net

And he pointed at the man standing opposite.

The man’s body trembled, quickly said, "You little rascal, how could you talk nonsense? Uncle was just playing with you earlier."

"Playing?" A mocking voice came from Landon Lawson, as he walked towards the man with a fiery gaze.

Step by step, closer and closer.

The man’s face changed slightly. Although Landon Lawson seemed younger than him, his tall stature and well-trained muscles were not something a chronically obese person like himself could compare with.

Landon Lawson suddenly reached out a hand, his muscular arm bulging, grabbing the man’s collar forcefully.

Choked until he could hardly breathe, his already fat face turned scarlet.

"Quick, let go, I can’t breathe."

"I’m playing with you too."

The middle-aged man grabbed Landon Lawson’s arm, trying to free himself, but the man’s arm was as hard as steel. Despite his struggles, it was of no use.

Nate’s mother watched her husband gasp for breath, continuously shouting, "Someone help, there’s a murder happening here, there’s really no justice!"

Listening to the woman’s shrill cries, the surrounding murmurs grew louder, but all pointed out that it was the evil ones crying foul first.

Nate’s mother and father’s faces grew even more unpleasant, yet Landon Lawson didn’t release his hold due to the woman’s screams, instead observing the man in his grip as if appreciating a toy.

Evan Quinn clung to man’s neck, breathing in his scent lightly. Is this how daddy smells?

A faint fresh fragrance, not the imagined sweat odor. His chubby little hands clung tightly to his neck, his chubby little face pressed up against it, not paying attention to what was happening behind him.

This feeling of being able to seek dad when wronged felt really good, that’s what having a dad feels like, causing a bit of Evan Quinn’s confusion.

Already forgotten that he shouldn’t easily get close to Landon Lawson.

The soft, sticky appearance softened Landon Lawson’s heart, when was he ever embraced so affectionately?

His large hand held tighter.

The man’s face turned purple like a pig’s liver, struggling to free himself. Landon Lawson’s calm gaze tossed him aside with force, luckily caught by his wife, or he didn’t know what might happen.

Landon Lawson’s steely gaze swept over the family of three.

"Don’t let me see you bullying him again, otherwise I won’t care about your identity." Saying this, he carried Evan Quinn’s little body into the kindergarten.

This brief chaos didn’t cause too much disturbance.

When Landon Lawson carried Evan Quinn into the classroom, he instantly became the most dazzling person there. Simply by instinct, his gaze shot towards Todd Lowell’s direction.

Todd Lowell’s pupils contracted when he saw Landon Lawson holding Evan Quinn walking in, his eyes scrutinizing him with intensity, then contracting once more upon recognition.

Following Landon Lawson closely, the family of three stared at him relentlessly. The man tugged at his tie forcefully, thinking of the embarrassment earlier in front of so many people, still furious and not calmed.

Landon Lawson sat closely by Evan Quinn.

The little boy sat up straight, but his gaze kept stealing glances at the man beside him, the sharply defined face, thin lips, and face resembling his own by eighty or ninety percent, now seeming particularly gentle.

Outsiders say Landon Lawson is cold and ruthless, but today, to Evan Quinn, he seemed gentle enough to spill water.

His little fists clenched lightly, is this fatherly love?

So this is having a dad.

It felt so good, making him somewhat conflicted, wondering why daddy couldn’t just love mommy alone.

"What are you looking at?" Landon Lawson turned his head, meeting those innocent big eyes, bright and clear like a luminescent object, drawing one’s gaze.

"Everything about you is nice, except for not treating mommy well." Evan Quinn blurted out his thoughts, eyes filled with disappointment.

Landon Lawson raised an eyebrow, what does this kid know?

"How am I not treating your mommy well? She’s abroad with other men."

"My mommy doesn’t have any men!"

Evan Quinn suddenly covered his mouth, his lively eyes darting around, how could he have spilled the truth? What now? Won’t things go wrong?

Secretly peeking at Landon Lawson’s subtly rising corner of the mouth, actually... he’s pretty good.

If he could make up with mommy...

The little fellow already had a plan in mind, seems he really should help mommy evaluate well. If he’s the right kind of man, then let them reconcile, besides, mommy’s heart always still had him.

Landon Lawson’s smile spread wider at the corners of his mouth. Evan Quinn just said, Sienna Quinn actually doesn’t have any men abroad.

He had already asked Nolan Shaw to investigate Sienna Quinn’s life abroad.

Besides knowing a few friends and dealing with some necessary clients, there were no other male friends.

Even Axel Yates and Felix Orwell, had never stepped over the line.