Chapter 1252

Chapter 1252 John stared at Flint's chubby cheeks for a moment before he hugged the boy into his arms. He asked Liam,

“Where are your parents?”

Liam said, “They are eating outside , so they told me to come to check on you and ask if you want something to eat once you

wake up.”. “I'm so sorry to trouble you guys.” With a smile, John got out of bed and carried Flint out of the room.

Liam suspiciously stared at him as he followed him outside.

The three of them soon arrived in the living room.

Both Odell and Sylvia were sitting by the dining table.

“Master Carter, Mrs. Carter, you can just send anyone to wake me up instead of troubling the two little adorable boys,” John said

weakly as he carried Flint over to them.

Sylvia frowned.

Odell curled his lips. “I'm afraid no one else has the guts to wake you up.”

John's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly concealed it with a chuckle. “Master Carter, you're too serious. | passed

out, I’m not dead. Anyone could have

woken me up.”

He sat down with Flint in his arms.

Sylvia‘s brows remained furrowed. She told Aunt Tonya,” Aunt Tonya, it's time for Flint to have his milk.”

Aunt Tonya tacitly nodded and immediately took Flint from John.

Sylvia then looked at Liam. “Liam, go back to your room and do your homework.” Liam nodded and hummed a reply before

heading up with Aunt Tonya. Only Odell, Sylvia, and John remained at the table.

John looked around. “I didn't see Isabel anywhere. Where's she?”

Sylvia‘s eyes flickered. Odell casually and confidently answered, “She's at one of our relative's houses.” “Oh? Which relative?”

John asked with a smile. Sylvia's expression turned cold. “Master Stockton , are you trying to pry into our connections?”

John chuckled. “Mrs. Carter, please. | heard yours and Master Carter‘s mothers are no longer with us, and you don't seem to

maintain a good relationship with your own family, so | was just curious where Isabel would be at this hour while neither of you is

worried.”

John's intention was not to pry on Odell and Sylvia by saying out loud that they did not have any close relatives or that they could

be so relaxed about Isabel being out this late. Instead, he actually suspected them.

Sylvia‘s expression changed. “It's none of your business where we send Isabel.”

“Of course, it has nothing to do with me. I'm just asking out of curiosity. Please don't take it the wrong way, Mrs. Carter.”

Sylvia ignored his answer.

Odell then said, “It seems like you know a great deal about my family, Master Stockton.” John picked up the fork to spear a piece

of meat with a smile. “I presume you know a lot about my family as well, am | right?”

Odell tightened his lips. “Ms. Fowler isn‘t here.”

John's gaze shifted. He stared at the two of them coldly.“ Where is she?”

“| can't tell you that.”

The living room suddenly went quiet.

It took a while before John smiled at the couple. Compared to his previous pretentious smile , he looked more sincere and

wholehearted this time.

“Is she okay?” he asked.

Sylvia answered, “We don't know.”

John then cast his anticipation at Odell.

Odell glanced at Sylvia and noticed her frosty glare. He then said to John, “Well, if you must know, she's still alive.”

John chuckled. “That sounds great.”

He dug into the food. He ate nonchalantly and casually as if he was eating at his own house. As Sylvia watched him coldly.

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