The CEO’s little ones

Chapter 94:

The next day, Hayden arrived at the Downey Family villa with Stella and some health supplement products in hand.

It was Camille who had answered the door, as Bentley Downey had informed her in advance that Hayden would be paying a visit today, and had prepared a large feast for the delicious occasion.

He smiled with delight as soon as he noticed her presence, “Welcome home, Miss Downey. Mr. Downey didn’t know whether to call you yet to inquire about your whereabouts, but you are here now.”

He greeted them cheerfully and his face lit up when his gaze settled on Stella. “This is Stella, isn’t it?”

“Stella, this is Camille, say hello.”

“Hi, Camille.”

Stella was very adorable, with her lovely features and her mellow personality, she could always melt people’s hearts with her sweet words. Camille took an immediate liking to her as she shouted toward the house in a raised tone, “Mr. Downey, Hayden has arrived home with Stella.”

A sound of the door opening came from the study on the second floor, and soon after heavy footsteps coming rapidly from above were distinctly heard from above. Bentley’s deep, cheerful voice sounded from the staircase a few moments later, “Hayden.”

As soon as he had descended the stairs, the sight of Hayden holding Stella by the hand had stiffened and startled him.noveldrama

“Dad.” Hayden pulled Stella close as he put on a straight face as he said, “This is your grandfather, Stella.”

Stella looked him up and down intently, her voice finally ringing through the room after a while, “Grandpa is very different than I had imagined.”

“How different do I look?” Bentley asked nervously.

Stella cocked her head and with an innocent look in her eyes, explained, “I thought Grandpa’s hair would be white, and that he would look very old!”.

Her innocent comments elicited laughter from Camille and the other servants.

Bentley let out a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but smile at their whimsical comment. He leaned over and took Stella’s hand with a growing look of affection in his eyes, “Grandfather is indeed very old, but not to the point where I have grown many white hairs. They will grow soon in the future.”

“It’s better that you don’t grow any.” Stella shook her head and said, “Mom told me that those with white hair are too old, and their bodies are usually weak and frail. Besides, they can’t eat much delicious food.”

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“What is your favorite kind of food, Stella?”.

“I have many preferences, but I like desserts the most.”

“I’ll ask Camille to buy them for you.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“…”.

Hayden suddenly woke up to hear his father’s tone unknowingly imitating Stella’s childish voice. She was five years old when she came into the Downey Family, so she could remember most things from then. In her memory, when she was about the same age as Stella, her father had also imitated her tone when he spoke to her.

At first they had gotten along very well, but gradually she became quieter and more reticent because of her father’s new family. She was afraid of showing too much affection for her father to protect herself, but ultimately, she was being labeled as uptight and distant from her own father.

“Have a seat. Let’s talk over dinner.”

Camille led them to the table, and her eyes glistened with tears as she looked at Stella.

Hayden asked hesitantly, “Is it just going to be us?”

Sophia and Chelsea were nowhere to be seen since she had arrived so far, which was unusual.

“Chelsea and her mother had gone back to visit a relative of theirs.” Bentley explained coldly, the weariness exuding from his countenance showing.

“What’s the matter, Dad, are you unwell?”

“I’m fine. You should eat more.” Bentley kept refilling the plate in front of him with all kinds of food.

“So, have you found the keys to the residence in the Jinshui Village area? Do you need me to arrange some moving for your relocation? I think I’d better ask someone to give the place a thorough cleaning since it was unoccupied for a long time after it was bought, and we should also furnish the house with new furniture.”

“It’s okay dad, I can do it myself.” Hayden’s brows furrowed as he slumped in a state of hesitation.

He had originally planned to discuss the residence in the Jinshui Villa Area with his father, but now that his health was in fact not at an optimal stage, he was worried that the house would be turned upside down if he found out that Chelsea’s boyfriend actually inhabited the place at the moment. Since the property rights belonged to her, she had decided to settle it herself, as she felt there was no need for the matter to go any further.

“The only reason I came was to bring Stella to meet you, Dad. I have no other intention than that.”

Relief washed over Bentley’s face after getting his reassurance, but a wave of emotions hit him as he sighed, “I really wish you would at least ask me for something now that you’re back. I know these years have been hard on you.”

Hayden looked a little taken aback as he replied, “I’m fine, Dad. I’ve been doing well.”

Bentley held up his hand to stop her from continuing, “It’s okay, you don’t have to comfort me. Stella is already going to be five years old this year, and I don’t even get to know the reason you went overseas six years ago. If I had taken good care of you, you would have let me know what was going on in your life, as it was a very serious matter at the time.”

Hayden frowned more when the incident that had happened six years ago was mentioned to her face.

Although she had been mistaken for a surrogate mother by accident and taken away at the time, she always had the feeling that someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes, trying to direct all of her actions that had led to her tragic fate.

However, her purpose in coming today was not to talk about that incident. In any case, he could not bring it up with his father, so he had stopped talking about it.

Bentley took Stella to his study to spend some time with her after lunch. Hayden was more than willing to let Stella get along with her grandfather, since he had only had her as family all this time.

After ordering a few ciados to clear the table, Camille was led by Hayden into the living room to take a seat and have a little conversation.

“I’m sure the late Miss Downey will be relieved to see that she has such a lovely and adorable daughter.”

Suddenly, as they conversed, there was the roar of an engine in the yard and a familiar voice coming from the front door.

The creaking sound of the door closing was followed by the commanding sound of high heels clicking on the front door threshold. They immediately realized the identity of the person who had returned.

“Where is everyone? There’s a lot of stuff in the car, so hurry up and get it all down.”

A softer voice could be heard from further away, “Keep your voice down, Chelsea. Your father may be napping, don’t wake him up.”

“Taking what…”

Before she could finish the sentence, Chelsea had noticed Hayden, who was sitting on the couch, and her expression immediately darkened. “Why are you here?”

Hayden stood up and replied with a calm expression on his face, “This is my house. Is it so shocking to see me here?”

Chelsea clenched her fist at his reply, “Do you have the nerve to call this place your home? Have you ever come back after returning from overseas? Why, have you broken up with Joseph and life has been hard ever since? Have you come home to ask for money?”

“Don’t limit yourself to spouting all sorts of hateful assumptions, Chelsea. I’ve only come to visit Daddy.”

“To visit Dad?” Chelsea scoffed and shot a glare behind Hayden, “Why didn’t you bring that brat you brought from overseas? Are you sure you just want to visit Dad? Or do you intend to piss him off?”

Hayden had never revealed the fact that he had a daughter, but it wouldn’t be much of a challenge to find out if Chelsea intended to dig into his past, hence he wasn’t surprised when Chelsea found out.

A creak of a door opening sounded from the second floor at that moment.

Bentley came out of his study and stood by the staircase with a long face, “Why are you making such a fuss right after you get back?”

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