Chapter 1010

Slightly out of breath, he told her, “Millie is pregnant.”

“Hmm?” She blinked, unsure what she had heard.

“It’s Harley, your dog, that got her pregnant,” he said.

At that moment, Carlos recalled how he found out in the first place. It was Stephanie who told him. He

was still in New York when Stephanie called him up. She was wondering how their dog could get

pregnant.

Carlos immediately thought of Debbie’s male dog, Harley, who always enthusiastically pestered and

played with Millie each time he saw her.

That dog was very much like his owner’s personality-active, enthusiastic, and clingy. So Carlos figured

that it must have been

Harley who had gotten Millie pregnant. He calmly said to Stephanie then, “Damon’s son wants one of

the puppies.”

“Wh-what? How is that related to Millie’s pregnancy?” Stephanie asked, confused.

“When Millie gives birth, I’ll give one to Damon’s son and one to

Curtis’ son,” he said casually. ‘The rest of the puppies can go with

Debbie. Her dog can take care of them, ‘ he thought to himself.

Stephanie was at a loss for words. She was starting to cultivate a suspicion in her heart. Carlos was

spending way more time with Millie than usual. He was always walking the dog and suddenly caring

about her too much, even already planning who to give her puppies too.

After Carlos hung up, he sent Damon a text.

“Doesn’t your son want a dog?”

Damon replied, “No. I had a poodle before, but my son kept on playing with his hair and even pulling it

out, so I had to give it away.”

Carlos wrote, “Well, maybe your son wants one now. When Millie gives birth, I’ll have Frankie send one

of the puppies to you.”

Before responding, Damon glanced at his son who was busy finishing off a lollipop and asked in a

confused tone, “Baby, did you tell your

Carlos that you wanted a dog?”

‘Carlos?’ The mention of this name sent a shiver down the Little boy’s spine. He stopped licking the

lollipop and shook his head vigorously.

“No, no.” He couldn’t even look at Carlos, so how could he possibly tell him that he wanted a dog?

This confused Damon even more.

“Hey, what’s the puppy for?” He texted

Carlos.

“A gift for my godson.”

Damon didn’t know what else to say. He wondered what the hell was going on in Carlos’ mind.

Resigned, Damon warned his son, “Okay, so your uncle Carlos is going to give you a puppy as his gift

to you. Don’t pull its hair off again or your uncle’s going to pull all your teeth off.” His son was so

frightened that he covered his mouth with his little hands. He also said that he would name the puppy

King because he would treat it like a king every day.