Chapter 239: Chapter 239

Conrad Sterling threw the pillow in his hand at Henry Willow, immediately making someone wisely shut up.

If it hadn’t been for Pop being there, what might have hit Henry’s head would likely have been the heaviest computer at Conrad’s hand, or the vase by his bed.

"I need to change my dressing. You take Pop out to play for a while."

"Oh." Henry stretched out his hand towards Pop, "Sweetheart, come! Uncle will take you out to play, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Pop shook her head. It’s not because Henry’s expression looked a bit sleazy, but the little munchkin wanted to stay with daddy.

"Pop likes to eat. Take her out and get her something tasty. Preferably something nutritious!" Conrad instructed.

"Alright, Sweetheart, want to go with Uncle to eat something tasty?"

Upon hearing this, Pop finally opened her little arms to Henry, showing she’s willing to let him hold her.

It seemed in the little munchkin’s heart, daddy’s position wasn’t as important as ’tasty food’.

Conrad sighed slightly, "...Take good care of her."

"Don’t worry, Young Master Sterling, I’m very good at babysitting."

"Wait!" Henry was holding Pop and had just reached the ward’s door, about to go out when Conrad called him again.

"Anna’s illness has improved. I went to the Sterling Residence today to see her; there’s no issue, just that she doesn’t want to see you."

Just like he said, Henry indeed had a knack for babysitting.

Holding Pop, he exited the hospital gate, sometimes dangling her, sometimes lifting her up, and also buying her snacks, delighting the little munchkin greatly.

"Sweetheart, your dad said to buy you something tasty, and also said it should be nutritious. But as far as I know, tasty things generally aren’t nutritious, and nutritious things usually don’t taste good. It’s just like how beautiful women generally have bad tempers, right?"

Henry, taking advantage of both Conrad and Anna Thornton not being around, unrestrainedly instilled his wild theories into Pop.

The little munchkin eagerly agreed with him, nodding her head regardless of whether she understood or not, "Right~"

"So you see, if I buy you something tasty, it definitely won’t be nutritious. Let’s eat secretly, and after we’re done, don’t tell daddy, okay?"

"Don’t tell her either. This is a secret between the two of us. If you can keep the secret, Uncle Henry will take you out to play next time."

Seeing the little munchkin hesitate, Henry even brazenly threatened a three-year-old, "If you tell, then there won’t be any little planes to ride on."

Later, once Young Master Sterling finished changing his dressing, he still had to take the child back.

So Henry didn’t plan to go far from the hospital. He took Pop to walk around several nearby streets and was soon attracted by a pretty clerk at a tea shop.

"Miss, have you ever been told you have a star-like aura? I’m the general manager of a large entertainment company. Here’s my business card! I think your looks and aura are wasted working in a tea shop. If you’re interested in changing jobs, you can give me a call, and I’ll train you for debut!"

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"Yeah, haven’t you heard of Starlight Entertainment?"

The name Starlight Entertainment was changed not long ago, so it’s normal for few to have heard of it.

Moreover, the milk tea shop clerk looked Henry up and down, and didn’t think he resembled a talent scout at all.

What kind of scout brings a toddler out to discover new talent?

Thus, the clerk didn’t engage with him, nor accept the business card Henry extended.

Henry loved flirting with girls who ignored him at first, the more challenging, the more fun.

So, after being rejected, he didn’t leave but brought Pop into the shop and sat down, "Give me a cup of milk tea and a cup of milk!"

The milk tea girl glanced at him, then at the little munchkin whom Henry was putting on the chair.

"Would you like any snacks?"

"Today’s special is fried chicken!"

"Then give me a portion."

Henry asked Pop, "Sweetheart, have you had fried chicken before?"

Pop shook her head, "Not yet~"

"Poor thing, your dad and mom really keep a strict watch on you. No worries, today Uncle Henry is treating you to heavenly delights."

The Sterling Residence has top chefs hired by Conrad, making various exquisite dishes every day.

Yet in Henry’s words, they were beaten by ordinary street shop quick-service fried chicken?

Luckily, Pop was easy to please. Once the fried chicken was served, the little munchkin grabbed it and munched away, eating with great relish.

And Henry Willow, he’s holding a bubble tea, winking at the pretty little shop assistant.

Across from the bubble tea shop, there’s a large shopping mall—

Sarah Grant is coming out of the mall after shopping, followed by her bodyguard and driver, both hands filled with the spoils of her recent ’shopping spree.’

"Miss Six, our car is in the mall’s underground parking!" the bodyguard reminds her.

"I don’t want to go home yet. If you’re in a hurry, you can take the stuff back for me first."

Upon hearing her words, the bodyguard says no more and silently follows behind Sarah Grant with large bags in hand.

Ever since breaking up with Henry Willow, Sarah Grant has been feeling down. Even shopping, her old go-to for stress relief, isn’t working as it used to.

And it was on the day she broke up with Henry Willow that she ran into a thug late at night. Since then, Finn Grant assigned her a bodyguard, insisting she never go out alone.

"Hey you, I’m thirsty. Go across the street to the bubble tea shop and get me a cup. Remember to add extra pearls!" Sarah Grant orders the bodyguard following her.

But when he doesn’t immediately act and instead hesitates, Sarah Grant puts her hands on her hips: "What? Can’t I boss you around?"

"Miss Six, Young Master Grant instructed me to keep a close eye on you and not be distracted even for a moment. Last time, when you asked me to buy a cake, you used it to ditch me."

"So what? Having a tag-along is suffocating, and I can’t find a way to free myself?"

"Miss Six, Young Master Grant is concerned for your safety."

"Hmph, he just wants to keep an eye on me, afraid I’ll go back to Henry Willow. Don’t worry, I, the legitimate Miss Six of the Grant Family, am not that spineless. It’s not like there are no other men out there. I won’t let him mess with me endlessly. This time, I absolutely won’t beg him to reconcile!"

"Miss Six, that’s the right mindset. Henry Willow isn’t worth your tears, and Young Master Grant said he’d introduce guys who are a thousand times better than Henry Willow."

"My brother’s taste? Forget it. I heard he’s into some little celebrity, proposed, but it didn’t work out. If he can fail like that, how can he qualify to meddle in my love life?"

Sarah Grant spares no effort in critiquing her brother.

It leaves the bodyguard trailing her unsure if he dares respond.

A few days ago, media reported Young Master Grant announcing his intention to propose immediately upon returning to the country, and the nation is eagerly awaiting updates.

The bodyguard fears he now knows the embarrassing truth about Finn Grant’s failed proposal, and with Young Master Grant’s temper, he worries he might end up silenced.

Sarah Grant always speaks her mind, ignoring how complex her bodyguard’s inner monologue may be.

However, after a morning of shopping, she is genuinely thirsty.

"Hey? Aren’t you going to get me the bubble tea?"

"Miss Six, I..." The bodyguard reveals his hands are too full.

Even though Finn Grant specially assigned a solid bodyguard for Sarah Grant, he’s still weighed down like a Christmas tree.

"Miss Six, how about this—I’ll put the new purchases in the car first and then get your bubble tea?"

"Aren’t you supposed to watch me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll sneak away while you’re parking?"

"Then would you kindly come with me and wait in the car?"

"No way! It’s too stuffy in the car. I’ll get it myself."

Sarah Grant takes advantage of being unburdened and quickly runs across the crosswalk.

Her clumsy bodyguard gets stuck at the red light, shouting from a distance, "Miss Six, slow down and be careful!"

But Sarah Grant hasn’t yet entered the bubble tea shop; she sees Henry Willow inside, frozen on the spot.

That scoundrel Henry Willow, bastard!

Breaking up with her not long ago and flirting around, even with a bubble tea shop assistant?

Sarah Grant sees through the glass window that the shop assistant stands near Henry Willow, chatting, laughing wildly at his jokes.

She truly wishes her brother would pack these two shameless people off to Africa as laborers.

Yet there’s this mysterious force pushing Sarah Grant forward, urging her to confront that man and express her pining since the breakup.

Perhaps... Henry Willow would regret it?

Maybe after a scolding from her brother, Henry Willow has realized his mistake?

It seems he’s just chatting casually with the shop assistant, without any inappropriate actions.

Sarah Grant spoke confidently earlier, promising she wouldn’t easily get played again.

But seeing Henry Willow in front of her, those firm words waver.

Indeed, forgetting someone you once loved isn’t easy.

Sarah Grant is embarrassingly weak, already making excuses for Henry Willow before hearing his apology.

She was about to step into the bubble tea shop but is stopped by Henry Willow’s sudden move.

His movement reveals the little figure hidden from her sight earlier.

Sarah Grant: "!!!... Why would Henry Willow bring a child?"