Chapter 576 He's Made of Cotton Candy

Lil Michael jumped down from the bed with wide eyes.

He tilted his head and pouted as he looked at Clayton." No way! Pretty Lady is mine and mine alone!

That Mean Mister can never get close to her! I won't allow i t!"

Lil Michael finally got this rare chance to be alone with his pretty lady since his father was away, so he

wanted to bond with her.

'Mean Mister won't get a chance to approach my pretty lady!' Lil Michael thought.

Looking at the boy's pufferfish look, Clayton smiled with satisfaction.

'Awesome! With my son by Nicole’s side, I can go abroad to deal with my business without any

worries.’

Clayton turned around and went back to his room feeling assured.

Lil Michael hurriedly instructed his nanny and bodyguard to pack his things. He even called Nicole to

inform her that he would go over by himself tomorrow, so she did not have to make arrangements for

him.

That was because he could not wait to see his pretty lady.

It was just after dawn when there was a commotion at the entrance of the Stanton mansion.

Lil Michael was already standing in the living room, carrying his backpack. He stood face to face with

Kai, who was still not completely awake.

Suddenly, Lil Michael went over and hugged Kai's legs with a bright smile. "Good morning, third

brother!"

Kai froze for a moment. 'How is this child's mouth sweeter than last time? Is he made of cotton candy?'

Kai laughed and pinched his little cheeks.

"You should call me Uncle Kai."

'After all, your dad is chasing my sister...' Kai thought.

Lil Michael shook his head in a tangle. "Pretty Lady's brother is my brother too!"

Kai played with him for a while, then got up and packed up his things to leave.

Nicole got dressed and went downstairs. When she saw Lil Michael sitting obediently on the floor

playing with his toys, her heart melted.

She arranged a room for Lil Michael. When it was time to leave, the boy wanted to follow her as well.

Nicole was helpless. Thinking that he would be lonely at home, she took him to the office with him.

She started to get busy as soon as she entered the office. Luckily, Lil Michael was well-behaved and

quietly did his online classes by himself.

At noon, Nicole took him to a nearby restaurant for lunch.

Who would have thought that Eric would also be there?

Eric was sitting on a chair in the lobby with a cigarette between his fingers. He wore a black shirt and

pants, and his collar was slightly open. His face was austere and cold that made him look

unapproachable. It made the person sitting opposite him look a little cautious.

Seeing Nicole entering the restaurant, a trace of delight crossed his eyes.

Eric stubbed out his cigarette and stood up. He put on a gentle and charming smile.

The person across the table looked at Eric in shock and disbelief because of his sudden change in

attitude.

"Darling, we’re really destined to be together. Meeting you is really the luckiest moment of my day."

Nicole's gaze turned cold.

'Darling?!'

Nicole just wanted to gag when she heard that nickname.

She rolled her eyes at him and snorted coldly. "But it’s my misfortune.”

Eric's face stiffened, but he was undeterred.

Toto reminded him that if Nicole wanted to slap him, h e would have to offer his other cheek as well so

that she could be appeased.

That way, Nicole would feel heartbroken after her anger subsided.

Thinking of this, Eric breathed a sigh of relief and went up to pull out a chair for Nicole.

The person who was sitting opposite Eric earlier was still dumbfounded. Seeing this, he immediately

jumped up and excused himself.

"Mr. Ferguson, I won't take up your time then.

Goodbye."

Eric nodded indifferently, and that person quickly disappeared.

Nicole walked past Eric and pulled out the chair on the opposite side and sat down. The chair Eric

pulled out was empty, so he thought of sitting down himself, but Lil Michael jumped over and sat there.

Eric was speechless. 'This annoying kid is just the same as Clayton Sloan! They're always eyeing my

things!'

Lil Michael looked at him with a smile and flung his two short legs. He slowly said, "Mr. Ferguson,

there’s n o seat left..."

His provocation was simply too childish.