Chapter 9 Three Years Later

"Brat, how dare you vie with me..."

Andrew breathed heavily out of anger.

Three years later...

At the airport of Z Country, a woman with curly hair showed up in a lavender dress. Her large sunglasses covered her face. With a big suitcase in front of her, she walked out of the exit.

Her other hand was holding a kid no more than three years old. He boasted natural curls and fair skin. In fashionable and simple sportswear, he was wearing a pair of lovely sunglasses and had a Doraemon suitcase in tow.

Those passers-by were attracted by the pretty and cute kid.

"Mommy, why is everyone looking at me? Are they attracted by my charm as Damian said?"

Randy White, the smart kid, narcissistically tugged his mother's hand, raised his head, and asked.

"Randy, didn't I tell you to keep a distance from Damian?"

Nora held her forehead helplessly. Her son liked Damian the most.

"But Damian is very kind to me! If I stop playing with him, he'll be upset."

Randy tilted his head and widened his pretty eyes to feign innocence. Only he forgot that his mother couldn't see his expression behind the sunglasses.

"Nora... over here..." Before she could continue, someone called out in a raised voice.

"Emery..." Nora found the voice familiar, turned around, and saw a person dressed mysteriously at the near distance.

"You're finally back. I miss you so much." The mysterious person was none other than superstar Emery.

"He-he... Randy, meet your godmother." Nora hugged her friend happily for a while and then remembered her son.

"Godmother, why are you dressed so strangely?" Not a shy boy, Randy greeted the woman.

He was interested in the woman in disguise. Damian was also dressed like this when he took him out for fun.

Randy associated such outfits with good looks.

"Ha-ha... Randy, right? You're so cute. Can I explain this when we reach home later?"

Emery's heart melted with his sweet voice. She quickly squatted down and hugged the boy.

"Sure." Randy nodded tactfully and hugged back.

"He is so cute. Nora, I'm so jealous of you. I really want to keep him in my house!"

Emery couldn't tear her hands away from his soft body.

"No problem, keep him in your house for a couple of days!" Nora said willingly. Emery made such a remark because she didn't know about Randy's naughty nature.

"Since you offered, I'm glad to accept it and take him home, ha-ha..."

Then she carried the boy in her arms and walked away with his small suitcase in tow. Nora chuckled and shook her head.

Then she pulled her suitcase to catch up.