No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1844 Hayes Edwards Extra (1)

When Hayes Edwards was five, he had only one wish—to shake off that little tagalong next door!

This year, Grace Winter turned three, and she also had a wish—to always follow Hayes Edwards next door!

But as she grew a bit older, her wish turned into "eloping" with Hayes Edwards, and she planned to pack lots of spicy snacks as provisions!

When Hayes was three, he moved with his mom and dad to a new neighborhood.

Even at a young age, you could see he carried the genes of a little charmer—big eyes, narrow double eyelids, a very round head and face, with dimples, looking exquisite and pretty.

It can be said that from the day he was born, among a row of wrinkled newborns, Hayes’ looks were the most outstanding.

He completely inherited the advantages of his parents, even surpassing them by far.

Every time Mother Edwards took him out, many beautiful young ladies would take pictures with him.

This kind of life didn’t change even when he grew up to be five years old.

He was still so handsome and cute, especially when wearing the little uniform prepared by Mother Edwards for him. The photos he took could easily outshine the models on posters.

Everyone who saw him would praise how good-looking he was.

This also gave five-year-old Hayes a little problem—he was conceited and narcissistic.

On the first day of moving to the new home, Father and Mother Edwards took Hayes to knock on the neighbor’s door.

Following the belief that "distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors," they also brought gifts, and even Hayes wore his newly bought little suit, with a bow tie around his neck and his hair neatly combed to one side.

He looked both serious and adorable.

The doorbell rang once, and it seemed there was a light clattering sound coming from inside, followed by a young child’s voice, "Who is it?"

It was a little girl.

Judging by her voice, she seemed quite young and spoke in a babylike tone.

Mother Edwards couldn’t help but soften her voice too, "We’re the new neighbors who just moved in next door. We thought we’d drop by and say hello. Are the grown-ups at home?"

Neighbors?

What does ’neighbors’ mean?

Three-year-old Grace Winter didn’t really understand. She was a bit slow to react. The kids in kindergarten always called her a little dummy, as she learned things very slowly and still took a long time with addition and subtraction within ten.

"My mom and dad aren’t home..." Grace climbed up a little stool. After saying that, she quickly covered her mouth. She wasn’t supposed to say when the adults weren’t home.

"No, my mom’s in the bathroom, and I can’t open the door."

That should be okay, right?

Hayes Edwards: "..." Huh!

Mother Edwards paused for a second, then smiled gently, "That’s fine; we’ll come back a bit later."

Grace stood on her tiptoes, peering through the peephole.

She saw a family of three.

There was a little boy.

Hayes instinctively turned around to look back, his brows slightly furrowed.

The image through the peephole was a bit distorted, but it didn’t affect Hayes’ little charming look at all.

Grace thought she saw a prince from a fairy tale.

Father Edwards continued, "The adults might have stepped out temporarily, reminding the child not to open the door to strangers."

Mother Edwards added, "The neighbor’s kid is quite vigilant, Hayes should learn from her too."

Hayes pouted, thinking, what’s so great about that?

Just as they were about to turn back home, the door behind them opened.

Standing in the doorway was a little girl holding a doll, looking about three years old, with two pigtails and candy-colored hair clips,