Chapter 8 He's Our Daddy!

• Marie Sherwood hurried downstairs to join Fred. "Fred, these two kids must be here to play pranks. Ignore them and let the security guards handle it."
• She was about to call the security guards as she spoke.
• At this moment, Carol was so nervous that she almost burst into tears. She clung to Fred and pleaded, "I didn't play any pranks. Carol came here to find Daddy! Daddy, can you take Carol home? Carol will behave well!"
• Her soft and adorable voice, along with her cute appearance, charmed everyone present. Even Fred felt unsure.
• "Fred, have you ... really been with someone else?" Fred's mother, Manda Herson, who was also captivated by the lovely little girl, couldn't help but ask.
• "Mom!" Fred remained calm. He interrupted his mother with dissatisfaction. "Except for that one time five years ago, I have never been with any other woman."
• Manda also knew how particular her son was about cleanliness. He had never been involved in any scandals, and his personal life was so clean that almost everyone in Neuss thought he was gay!
• If it weren't for the fact that he had Joey five years ago, this rumor would be unstoppable.
• However, the kid named Caspar looked so similar to Fred that Manda couldn't think of anyone else who could be the child's father.
• "Look at his face; he looks so much like you. If he's not yours ... " Halfway through her words, Manda suddenly realized, "That ... that kid could also be your brother's!"
• Leon Simpson, the second young master of the Simpson family, who was implicated for no apparent reason, almost spat out a mouthful of water. "Mom, don't be ridiculous. I've taken precautions every time. How could this child be mine!"
• "Whether it's yours or not, it will be known after doing a paternity test!"
• After saying that, Manda immediately had someone pluck Caspar's hair and perform a paternity test.
• Soon, the test results came out, and Caspar wasn't Leon Simpson's child.
• Leon sighed when he looked at the test results. "What a pity, these two adorable children are not mine. But I should have no problem having two or even cuter children with my genes."
• "Fred, why don't you get tested too?" Leon looked at Fred and raised his eyebrow.
• Leon immediately stopped talking when his eyes met a stern glance.
• However, Manda thought it made sense. "Since these two children could find you, there must be a reason. Fred, why don't you also do a paternity test with them?"
• "It's a waste of time," Fred said coldly, obviously disdainful.
• He knew his personal life well; these two children couldn't possibly be his.
• Regardless of where these two children came from and who instigated them to come, whether true or false, he had already labeled this situation as a "scheme".
• However, disappointment filled Caspar's eyes. It turned out that their father was such a person. It was a pity that he had a good impression of him before.
• "Fred, no matter what, if we want to clear your name and find out the truth, a paternity test is the most direct way," Manda advised. If Fred didn't do the test, they would deeply regret it.
• Fred's deep and cold gaze lingered on the two children as if he also felt that a paternity test should be done; otherwise, he would really be stuck with them.
• Just as he was about to agree, a graceful figure suddenly appeared.
• The woman who arrived had a slender and well-proportioned body. She wore a simple and elegant long dress that accentuated her exquisite curves. Her slim waist was just enough to hold, and her every move exuded unparalleled charm.
• Her delicate face was covered in light makeup, which couldn't hide her stunning grace. A beauty mark under her eye was flirtatious, yet it could turn cold in the blink of an eye.
• Everyone was stunned.
• Mia, who didn't notice their gazes, looked at her misbehaving children, scolding, "Caspar, Carol, come here now!"
• When Caspar and Carol saw their mom, they knew their actions had been exposed. They shrank their necks and slowly moved towards her.
• "Mommy, please don't be angry. We just came to find our daddy," Carol pointed at Fred, "Look, he is our daddy!"
• Mia had been observing Fred Simpson from backstage for a long time. She naturally knew that such a man could never be the father of her children.
• Her gaze fell on Fred, and there was a hint of apology in her tone, "I apologize, Mr. Simpson. My two children have caused you trouble. If there are any losses today, I will compensate you accordingly."
• Fred scrutinized her. His gaze was as cold as an ice cone in the Arctic that hadn't melted for billions of years, chilling to the bone. Every word he spoke felt like steel needles piercing into Mia's heart.