Chapter 414: 414: Trust Me

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Morgan obediently went and sat in the front passenger seat.

Only then did Adrian Zhekova get into the car with satisfaction and set off.

Morgan sat in the back row, watching the scenery along the way.

He noticed that there were many places he had never seen before.

Even within Belfard, the little fellow hadn’t visited or passed through many places.

The route he took most often was between home and the nursery.

On weekends, when he went out with Cindy Clarke, he could also visit some different places.

Today, however, there were many places along the way from Adrian Zhekova’s home to “Quire” that Morgan hadn’t been to before.

Curiosity carried the little fellow through the journey, and his nervousness faded a bit.

Upon arriving at “Quire,” which was closed for business today and only catering to The Big Eight families, even the parking spaces seemed more vacant than usual.

Adrian Zhekova didn’t have someone park his car for him.

He simply parked the car himself.

After getting out of the car, he waited as Morgan climbed down from the back seat with some effort.

The little fellow looked up at Adrian Zhekova without a word.

Adrian Zhekova raised an eyebrow slightly and reached out his hand toward Morgan.

Hold hands?

The little fellow grinned, immediately placing his small hand in Adrian Zhekova’s palm.

Adrian Zhekova found that the youngster’s palm was quite sweaty.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Why are you so sweaty?” Adrian Zhekova looked down at him. “It’s not even hot today.”

As autumn approached, particularly in the early morning and evening, the air was exceptionally chilly.

Morgan hesitated to tell the truth.

Seeing this, Cindy Clarke suddenly understood.

She was feeling somewhat the same way.

She asked softly, “Are you nervous?”

Under Cindy Clarke’s attentive gaze, Morgan hesitated for a moment before nodding.

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to play with my new friends, and they won’t like me,” Morgan whispered.

“Then don’t play,” Adrian Zhekova said.

Morgan looked at Adrian Zhekova in surprise.

“Although I believe in my friends’ guidance, and their children must be very good and wouldn’t reject anyone, if you really can’t fit in with them, don’t force yourself,” Adrian Zhekova spoke, “Your happiness and comfort are what’s most important.”

“But I don’t agree with the latter part of what you said,” Adrian Zhekova added.

Seeing Morgan’s expectant gaze, Adrian Zhekova continued, “They won’t dislike you.”

Adrian Zhekova gently tapped the little fellow’s head, “Don’t you always say how cute you are? Why have you lost confidence now?”

Morgan grumbled, “That’s because they’re all children of your good friends!”

“If you adults are good friends, then I also want to be good friends with the other kids,” Morgan said.

Adrian Zhekova couldn’t help but smile warmly at the little fellow.

This kid usually dragged him down.

But deep down, he still cared about him very much.

Otherwise, why would he be so nervous?

“They’ll like you, trust me,” Adrian Zhekova assured him.

With his words, both Morgan and Cindy Clarke’s hearts felt inexplicably assured.

The three of them entered Quire together.

This was the first time for Cindy Clarke to be here.

Although she had enjoyed their cuisine before, it had been brought to Pingla Group or her house by Adrian Zhekova.

She had never dined at the establishment before.

Since there weren’t any other guests today, the preparations were solely for Adrian Zhekova and his company.

That’s why Michael Greene was in no hurry.

At this moment, he and Quire’s general manager, Ezra Zhekova, were waiting at the door to welcome the guests.

Since Adrian Zhekova was hosting tonight, they had arrived a bit earlier.

Even though they were as close to each other as brothers, they couldn’t neglect etiquette.