Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Let a Dog Open the Door!

Upon closer inspection, they did look like father and son.

It was a pity that his father was a bald old man in his sixties, not comparable to the extraordinarily handsome and charming Alexander Stuart.

If he had a dad like Alexander, he would probably wake up laughing from sleeping.

The door was pushed open. Evelyn walked in with a plate of fruit.

Liam quickly closed the computer. He was about to do something important and couldn't let Evelyn see.

Evelyn saw his actions and couldn't help but mock, "Still hiding? Don't think I don't know what you're up to! Are you flirting with the little schoolgirl again? Liam, why are you so young but you have already gotten a crush?"

Liam rolled his eyes, pouted, and said, "My sister Emma is beautiful, soft, and cute. Do I need to go see other little girls?"

Evelyn threw the fruit plate on the desk and asked, "Where is Emma performing now? When will she be back?"

Liam looked at her with some confusion and asked, "Is there something that she needs to come back to deal with?"

"The anniversary of your grandmother's passing is in half a month. Since I have the opportunity to be here this year, I plan to accompany you two to her resting place to pay our respects."

"Okay, then I'll contact her tomorrow. Mom, aren't you planning to take us to the Crane residence? Even though it is strange to have a sixty-year-old dad, at least we can make some money out of it, right?"

Upon hearing this, Evelyn turned around and walked away. "That old man is not your father. Three years ago, I checked the DNA database of the police station and compared his DNA with yours. You are not father and son biologically. So, let go of the idea of him paying child support."

Liam shrugged and muttered, "Even if he's not the one, it will be someone else. I can't have just popped out of a rock, right? Once I deal with Alexander, I will go find my real father. I don't believe that with my above-average intelligence, I can't even find my own father."

Two days later...

In the evening, Alexander walked into Andrew's bedroom, his handsome face darkened to the extreme.

Looking at Andrew on the bed, who was half-conscious from hunger, Alexander chuckled.

"Still catching your breath? If you are, then get up. I'll take you to find that woman."

Alexander checked. That woman was indeed Evelyn, the eldest daughter of the Harper family, and Eliza's half-sister.

Eight years ago, in order to get five million dollars, she sold herself to a fifty-year-old man.

Later, it was revealed that she had a stillborn baby. It seemed that there was no place for her in Goldenbough anymore, so she had been living abroad for these years.

Alexander was concerned about the influence of Evelyn on Andrew, so he deliberately distanced himself and didn't engage with Andrew for two consecutive days.

However, the fact proved that Andrew was as stubborn as a mule, and if he continued to be left unchecked, he might really harm himself.

The Stuart family required an heir, and since Alexander had no desire to engage with women, he was willing to tolerate whatever mischief Andrew got into.

Andrew didn't hesitate. Enduring the dizziness in his head, he climbed out of bed all at once.

"Let's go now."

Alexander quickly supported him, who was swaying, and cursed, "You don't want your biological mother, but is going after your aunt instead. What a strange fellow."

Downstairs, Eliza's anxiety spiked upon seeing Alexander carrying Andrew toward the living room door. She quickly rushed over to stop them.

"Alexander, where are you taking Andrew?"

Alexander didn't even look at her and said coldly, "To find Evelyn."

"No." Eliza tried to reach out to take Andrew from his arms.

Did she mishear it? What did Alexander just say?

He said he was going to take Andrew to find Evelyn?

What did that mean?

Did Evelyn hook up with Alexander?

Alexander's face darkened slightly. He coldly uttered two words, "Move aside."

Eliza clenched her teeth, her voice trembling with tears, as she said, "I am Andrew's mother. What are you implying by taking him to see another woman? Alexander, are you trying to make my son acknowledge another woman as his mother?"

Alexander shot a sharp gaze straight at her. He said word by word, "Haven't you seen how hungry Andrew is now? Any real mother wouldn't let her son go without eating or drinking for two days and nights. Ask yourself what you have done. Are you willing to let him die of thirst and hunger?"

Eliza was forced to step back by his cold gaze. She did want to see if Andrew could not withstand hunger and perish. Yet, things didn't go as planned. Not only did he not die, but he also won Alexander's affection.

Damn it! He was really a stubborn one. He could still survive even in such hunger.

"No, that's not what I meant. I'm genuinely concerned about Andrew not eating. I was just in the kitchen preparing oatmeal for him. Give me half a day, and I promise I'll convince Andrew to eat, alright?"

Alexander gazed at her with a cold expression, not uttering a word.

Thinking he had taken in her words, Eliza continued, "Evelyn sold herself for five million dollars and even bore an illegitimate child. She has a tarnished reputation. I don't want Andrew to get close to her."

A flicker of disgust crossed Alexander's eyes. He too held a disdain for Evelyn. However, the extent to which Eliza spoke ill of her own sister revealed the poor quality of her own character.

It seemed that he should seriously consider who to entrust his son to. Alexander didn't want his heir to jeopardize his future by following such a mother.

"Dad, this woman can't wait to see me starve to death. If you keep ignoring me, you won't see me tomorrow."

"Get out," Alexander growled at Eliza.

Eliza didn't dare to challenge the man in front of her and silently retreated to the side.

Watching their receding figures, Eliza slowly clenched her fists hanging by her sides.

She thought to herself, 'Evelyn, the days ahead are still long. I don't believe I can't bring you down.'

*****

The doorbell rang, and Evelyn's voice came from the kitchen.

"Liam, go open the door."

The next second, Liam's voice came from the study.

"Max, go open the door."

Max touched his dog's nose and slinked away to the living room.

As the door opened, Alexander stood still in place.

A yellow-haired dog was hanging on the doorknob, panting heavily.

Alexander immediately darkened his face.

What an ill-mannered woman! She actually had a dog open the door.

After realizing what had happened, Alexander didn't hesitate and just picked up Andrew and left.

"If you go back, I will go on a hunger strike until death, without any room for negotiation."

Alexander's veins pulsed on his forehead, a sign of his barely contained anger. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he forcefully kicked the door open, tossed Andrew onto the sofa, and stormed out without a backward glance.

"You useless thing! If you have the guts, just stay in this tiny doghouse instead of going back to be the heir of the Stuart family."

Andrew didn't mind at all. He didn't even glance at Alexander as he left angrily. His gaze was fixed straight toward the kitchen.

Evelyn was startled when she walked out of the kitchen with a dish in hand and saw the unexpected Andrew in the living room.

"What the heck? Did you just appear out of thin air?"