Chapter 500

Chapter 500 Throwing oneself into a Net Silas suddenly understood what was going on. “Then wait for a little longer, we‘ll head over now.” After

both father and son tidied up, Silas drove them directly to the company. When they reached the company, they bumped into Samantha. So uth shivered instinctively and his little hand, which was held by Silas, stiffened. Naturally, Silas felt his r eaction. He gave South an encouraging look and tightened his hold on South‘s hand. South‘s lowered

head gradually raised a little, but he still did not dare to look at Samantha. His body, however, relaxed a little. Samantha glanced at South before looking at Silas and greeting him with a smile. “President Nol an.” Silas glanced at her and lightly responded, “Where is Alex?” “He‘s in your office, sir.” Silas didn‘t sp eak again. Holding South‘s hand, they entered his office and found Alex sitting on the sofa. Alex had be en waiting for Silas for a long time–

any longer and dust would have started collecting on him. The ashtray on top of the coffee table was fill ed with cigarette buds. Just one look and anyone could guess how long Alex had been waiting for Frowning, Silas waved away the smoke in front of him and complained, “Are you trying to set a fire?

” Alex was not amused. “You think I wanted to smoke so many cigarettes? You didn‘t even notify me when you came in so late. I wanted t o give you a call but Xavier wouldn‘t let me, saying something about you not getting sleep all night. Tell

me, what the heck are you doing not sleeping night after night?” Silas glared at him with a dark expression. “Be careful with what you say; my son is still here!” Alex was tak en aback to hear Silas call South his son with so much affection. If he didn‘t know any better, he would

have believed South really was Silas‘s biological son. He gave South a glance and asked, “Hey, little f ella. Is he your daddy?” South‘s big dark eyes blinked and he said evenly, “He called me his son, so nat urally he is my daddy!”

Alex was a bit surprised by the little boy’s answer, which managed to pique his interest. Smiling, he waved at South and asked mysteriously, “Then can you tell me what your daddy did last night and why he didn‘t sleep?” “Are you the paparazzi?” South asked seriously.

Alex laughed again then nodded his head. “That‘s right. Mind sharing with me some of your Daddy‘s secrets?”

Silas didn‘t stop him either as Alex would never get serious unless someone deflated his ego. “Why sho uld I share Daddy‘s secrets with you?” South asked seriously again. “I‘ll give you something in return; ju st name your price,” Alex said, trying to get South hooked. South frowned. “I‘m afraid that you won‘t be able to pay m y price.” Alex laughed derisively as he boasted, “Me, not able to pay? Go on then; tell me your price! Is

it tens of millions or hundreds of millions?”

“Why would you still be a paparazzi if you really had so much money?” South asked coolly. “I‘m a part-

time paparazzi, purely to satisfy my curiosity,” Alex answered him.

“Oh! So you just like to shadow people and take pictures of them?” South asked as it suddenly dawned on him. “Then who have you shadowed before?”

Alex felt that the kid was getting more and more entertaining, so he deliberately teased, “I‘ve shadowed tons of people! Celebrities, models, businessmen, politicians–

1 shadow anyone I‘m interested in.” “Then would you post information about them online after you follo w them?” South‘s tiny face was solemn and serious. Alex nodded his head. “That‘s right.” Frowning, So uth was doubtful as he asked, “Can you make money from this?” Alex gave Silas a glance and his eyes were filled with smugness. “Can I make mone y? Well, the more famous the person is, the more lucrative the job is. This is how i made my fortune. What do you say? Would you like to join me? We can split the money 50/50 if we work together.” South looked at Silas with a sly look in his eyes. “Tell me, Uncle Silas, how much money would we be able to earn if we posted this recordin g online?”

As South said this, he took out a recorder, which resembled a pen, from his pocket. He originally wanted to record a joke for his great–grandpa today, but Alex ended up throwing himself into a net.

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