Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 155: Mother and Son Reunited

Hearing Evelyn Miles’s words, Elara Don felt a bit queasy.

"Miss Grant is a well-known dancer with an elegant and refined demeanor; how could a rustic like me possibly compare?"

A rustic with no refinement!

That’s what she said to humiliate Elara Don in the restaurant.

Evelyn Miles’s face stiffened, meeting Elara Don’s mocking gaze, finding herself a bit awkward.

"Charlotte, don’t belittle yourself, you’re great."

Unexpectedly, Damon Hawke suddenly interjected.

Elara Don was taken aback, subconsciously looking towards him.

The man dined gracefully, speaking in a casual tone, as if chatting about everyday matters.

Yet those familiar with him knew he rarely praised anyone.

Elara Don realized, feeling a surge of emotion in her heart.

She clearly decided to treat him like air.

But the moment he spoke, she couldn’t control her emotions.

"Charlotte, later..."

"I’m full, you all enjoy."

Elara Don interrupted Damon Hawke, stood up with a cold face.

She feared if she didn’t leave now, she’d impulsively dump the dish on Damon Hawke’s head.

Damon Hawke was slightly startled, noting Elara Don’s unpleasant expression, his eyes flickered.

Is she angry?

Why?

Is it because of Evelyn Miles’s appearance?

Could she be jealous?

"Miss Thorne, I’ll be hosting a small gathering this weekend, inviting friends from within the circle, why don’t you come too?"

As Elara Don was about to leave, Evelyn Miles’s eyes flashed, she said.

Elara Don halted, gave her a strange look.

"Miss Grant, we’re not familiar."

How can she be so naturally friendly?

She didn’t believe they’d become good friends.

Who, after being satiated, would become friends with a pretentious person?

"Miss Thorne, actually, I want to ask you for a favor."

Evelyn Miles smiled with purity, "You’re a perfumer, having a better discernment for scents, I’d like you to help arrange the party, to keep it fragrant throughout, could you please? Pretty please!"

The woman clasped her hands together, acting coy towards Elara Don.

If it were a man, this would definitely work.

But Elara Don is a woman.

Seeing Evelyn Miles’s pretentious act, Elara Don only felt goosebumps all over.

She intended to refuse, but on second thought, her almond eyes shifted.

"Miss Thorne, accounts should be clear even between close friends, if you want me to help arrange, I’ll have to charge, two thousand per hour."

She didn’t know what the pretentious person was up to.

But nauseating her a bit was never a bad thing.

Hearing Elara Don asked for money, Evelyn Miles’s face stiffened.

Her eyes flashed with disdain and anger.

This woman, how could she be so ungrateful.

If it weren’t to make a good impression on Damon Hawke, she wouldn’t have bothered with her.

"Miss Thorne, you do love to joke."

"I don’t like jokes. Miss Grant, do you still want me to help arrange the venue now?"

Elara Don didn’t miss the emotion in her eyes, asked with a smile that wasn’t a smile.

"Alright then, as Miss Thorne said."

Indeed a woman of the streets, vulgar!

Evelyn Miles cursed Elara Don silently, but didn’t show on her face.

"Okay, you enjoy your meal, I’ll leave first."

Elara Don curved her lips, turned and left proudly.

"Damon, Sis Miles, I’ll head off too."

Cole Hawke watched the drama unfold, hurriedly followed Elara Don.

Damon Hawke watched the two leave, put down his chopsticks, turned to ask: "Samantha, why ask her to arrange the venue for you?"

Upon hearing this, Evelyn Miles appeared aggrieved, "It’s for you. I guessed, if I invited you to the party alone, you’d find it uninteresting and might not come. So, I thought to ask Miss Thorne to help; this way, you might find it more interesting, right?"

So that’s how it is!

Evelyn Miles is very considerate.

Damon Hawke’s eyes flickered, his brows and eyes softened more.

"Samantha, you went through trouble."

Vinny Hawke wanted him to be with Evelyn Miles.

If he didn’t comply with Vinny’s wishes, he likely won’t find peace daily.

Now, with Evelyn Miles by his side, he has a shield.

While stabilizing Vinny, he can continue developing his relationship with Elara Don.

A win-win situation.

But for Evelyn Miles, he could only feel sorry.

"It’s nothing, as long as you remember my kindness."

Evelyn Miles pretended to be generous, serving Damon Hawke soup.

"Thank you."

"Don’t be so polite with me."

"..."

In the R&D department, several girls were warmly chatting about gossip.

It’s all about Damon Hawke and Evelyn Miles.

They talked about how loving the two were, feeding each other in the cafeteria.

Laughing and joking, resembling couples in love.

Elara Don only felt her throat was constricted, painfully tight.

She got up and ran to the break room, pouring herself a glass of water.

Don’t listen, don’t think, just treat him like air!

Elara Don kept repeating to herself, constantly building herself up mentally.

"Aunt Charlotte."

A child’s voice came from behind.

Just out of the break room, Elara Don’s heart jumped, she turned abruptly.

Charlie is here!

Her eldest son is here!

Elara Don’s face was hard to mask her excitement.

She glanced at Rhun Quinn who brought Dominic Hawke over, barely controlling her emotions, nodded slightly to him.

"Assistant Quinn."

"Miss Soo, Young Master immediately wanted to see you upon arrival, so now..."

"You go ahead, I’ll take care of Charlie."

Elara Don wished Rhun Quinn would leave quickly, she hurriedly replied.

"Then I’ll leave him in your care, Miss Soo."

Rhun Quinn nodded slightly to Elara Don, then went on with his own matters.

Elara Don suppressed her inner agitation, looked at the little guy wearing a mask, took his hand hurriedly into the safety passage.

"Charlie, take off the mask quickly, let Mommy see your face."

"Alright."

Dominic Hawke took off the mask, revealing a delicate face just like Bea’s.

Elara Don’s eyes widened, staring straight at the little guy, tears of joy appeared.

"It’s really identical, baby, why didn’t you take off the mask sooner?"

So many encounters, her eldest son right before her, yet she didn’t see!

She really was foolish!

"Mommy, because I tricked you before, pretending to be Bea, so I feared you wouldn’t like me for lying."

Dominic Hawke explained, his black eyes shining brightly.

The mood was especially joyous!

"Silly child! Mommy has been looking for you!"

Elara Don squatted and embraced Dominic Hawke, couldn’t help but cry.

"Mommy don’t cry, we won’t be apart again."

Dominic Hawke hugged Elara Don tightly, his small face filled with attachment.

The milky scent pervaded, Elara Don’s heart softened completely.

She kissed the little one’s cheeks, held his shoulders.

"Charlie, do you want to come home with Mommy?"

Yes, she wouldn’t be separated from her son again.

She wants to bring him home!

"Mommy, can I stay with you?"

Dominic Hawke’s eyes brightened, filled with starlight.

"Of course, you’re my son."

Elara Don nodded vigorously.

"Then what about dad? Aren’t we living with dad?"

Dominic Hawke looked at Elara Don asking.

Elara Don’s smile slightly faded, "Charlie, right now Mommy doesn’t want dad to know we’ve recognized each other, so can you promise Mommy to keep it secret?"

Dominic Hawke’s eyes were full of confusion.

Yet in the end, he nodded, "Mommy, I’ll listen to you."

For now, to him, being with Mommy is the foremost.

"Okay, you like this..."