Chapter 1284

Chapter 1284 Time flew, and two years passed in the blink of an eye.

It was in the middle of autumn in Westchester. In the city center, the lanes of cars drove unimpeded after the morning rush.

An MPV stopped outside Carter Corporation.

Jacob unbuckled his seatbelt in the passenger seat, but before he could open the door and go down, he heard the sound of the

rear door being opened. Then, he saw that Flint's chubby figure had already gotten out of the car and was running into the

building with his short little legs. Jacob was instantly exasperated. That little young master was such a handful! He pushed open

the car door to get out and chased after the boy. Meanwhile , with his superb skills of evasion , Flint had slipped past the security

guards and scampered into the Carter Corporation lobby. His large obsidian—like eyes flickered in their sockets as he continued

to walk forward.

At that moment, a receptionist at the front desk suddenly shouted, “A child has sneaked in!”

Shermaine , who was standing at the front desk as well, heard the shout and immediately looked at Flint. She was

startled, but then she said with a smile, “It's Master Carter's youngest son. I'll go take a look.”

After saying that, she walked out from behind the front desk and trotted over.

Flint was walking forward with his hands in his pockets when he was suddenly blocked by a figure. He raised his chubby face

and looked at Shermaine with his large eyes.

It was Shermaine'’s first time seeing him up close. When she caught sight of his big and round eyes, she immediately showed a

kind smile. “Young Master, why are you here? Are you looking for your daddy?”

Flint curled his lips up and replied sweetly, “Yes, Miss. Is my daddy here?”

“He is, but he’s in a meeting right now and may not be able to see you. Why don't you come with me first? I'll take you

somewhere else to play and take you to your daddy when he's done, okay?” she coaxed him patiently.

Flint's eyes flickered, and he replied crisply, “Okay.”

Shermaine held out her hand to him.

However, Flint wrinkled his little brows. His hands were still in his pockets, and his mouth puckered seriously as he said, “No,

Mommy said that | can‘t casually hold a girl's hands.”

Stunned for a moment, Shermaine laughed. “Okay, then just follow me.”

“Uh-huh.”

Flint trailed after her.

Seeing that they were about to reach the VIP lounge, he pursed his lips and asked, “Miss, | want to have ice cream. Is there any

ice cream here?”

“There isn't. Do you really want some ice cream?” Shermaine asked softly.

Flint's eyes were pitiful as he rubbed his tummy while saying, “I'm fine, but my belly really wants some.”

Shermaine could not help but chuckle. “Then, you go inside and wait for me. I'll go buy some ice cream for you now, okay?”

Flint's eyes instantly lit up, and he said happily, “Okay! Thank you, Miss.”

Then, he obediently went into the VIP lounge. When Shermaine saw him enter, she immediately walked out of the building.

After five or six minutes, she brought back an ice cream cone from the dessert parlor next to the building and came back. She

pushed open the door to the VIP lounge and walked in.

However, the chubby little boy was nowhere to be seen in the room.

She frowned and called out, “Young Master?”

What answered her was the silence of the VIP lounge. After walking around the room, she still could not find Flint's little figure.