"Also, uncle said that the Steele family only has one child. That's my Mommy. So Annie will be named
Annie Steele in the future. I will not change my surname. I'm also the child of the Steele family and will
inherit the uncle's stuff. He said a lot, but I don't understand."
Annie didn't understand because she was a little kid. Mr. and Mrs. Steele understood what it meant.
After they hung up the phone, they were still standing there dazed. Finally, Mrs. Steele said carefully,
"Honey, the fortune of our family is changed? That would be wonderful if it's true! I have to burn
incense to thank for our ancestors."
Chloe Malan got up late. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled the scent of burning incense in
the air. She saw Mrs. Steele muttering in front of the shrine. Her godmother was not the kind of person
who prayed the Bodhisattva every day. The memorial tablet of the ancestor was hung on it. When
Chloe Malan saw Mrs. Steele nervously muttering to herself, she couldn't help but feel curious.
"Dad, what is Mom doing?"
Mr. Steele retold what Annie told them on the phone just now. After hearing it, Chloe Malan was also in
disbelief.
"He let Annie be the child of the Steele family? He wants to live here with Olive?"
Why was this man so different from others?
Mr. and Mrs. Steele still felt uneasy, but Chloe Malan felt that it was a good thing. They should take
action quickly in case the man regretted it.
Just when she was about to take action, the door of the house was knocked suddenly. Mrs. Steele
went to open the door. It was Aoba Hoyle who came again.
Chloe Malan's face suddenly darkened. She growled, "Why are you here?"
"Can you, the wounded, help godmother and godfather do the heavy work? Even if you are willing to
do, I feel distressed for you." Aoba Hoyle didn't seem to see her eyes that wished to throw him out. He
just smiled and then turned to Mr. and Mrs. Steele, "Godmother and godfather, my eldest brother asked
me to help you. You can hand all the hard work for me."
Mrs. Steele coughed, "Mr. Hoyle. Thanks for your help. But could you please stop calling us godfather
and godmother, lest others misunderstood."
But Aoba Hoyle seemed to be very decisive. He walked to Mrs. Steele, "Sooner or later, I have to call
you godmother and godfather. So I just want you to get used to it."
Chloe Malan limped and leaned against the sofa, "Godmother and godfather. A free son, isn't he? Why
not accept him? The memorial tablet of the ancestor is there. If you really want to be a member of the
Steele family, you have to kowtow three times to the ancestor. After kowtowing, remember to call me
Chloe sister. I am older than you."
"Hey, old woman, your words make sense. But I'm here to be a son-in-law for godfather and
godmother. Of course, the son-in-law is also a half son, so I can kowtow." Aoba Hoyle was not angry
but smiled.
Still, Chloe Malan was so furious that she gritted her teeth. She originally planned to growl, "Perish
your thought! I'm not going to marry you ever!" But on second thought, she could be teased back by
him. An idea flashed into her mind, she suddenly grinned. The smile was extremely meaningful. Aoba
Hoyle was approaching her aggressively. Chloe Malan reached out and rubbed his hair a few times,
like touching a pet, "Good boy. I didn't prepare red packet for you today. After I get better, I will give you
a big one."
Aoba's face turned into red. He was speechless but finally ended this 'play' with such a sentence, "A
gentleman wouldn't quarrel with a woman!"
Feeling the two funny, Mr. and Mrs. Steele laughed. "Well, Mr. Aoba, your brother, give a call to you
and let you come here to help us?"
In fact, what she wanted to confirm was whether what Annie said on the phone just now counted.
"Of course, I never lie. You know I'm a good boy!" Aoba Hoyle smiled lightly.
Chloe Malan said ironically, "A good boy? Oh, yes, you are still a boy. So stop your thought of dating
with me, your elder!"
"Hey." Aoba Hoyle was angry. "Chloe Malan, don't engage in personal attacks."
This damn woman! She became more arrogant. Her temper was not good. Sooner or later, he would
tame her and made her like a little sheep. It was not bad to think about such days coming, so most of
his anger disappeared all at once.
"So, give me up if you're afraid of being attacked." Chloe Malan said lightly. She raised her eyebrows at
him with a bit of provocation.
Seeing that the contradiction was on the verge of breaking out again, Mrs. Steele quickly slapped on
Chloe Malan's arm and said, "Chloe, he is our guest. Don't make trouble. Your feet hurt, don't move
around. Mr. Hoyle will help us."
"Godmother, just call me Aoba. We are familiar enough to call names!" Aoba began to reshoot his
sweet words.
Chloe Malan seriously despised him. She had never seen such a shameless one.
Just the look of contempt couldn't stop Aoba's enthusiastic heart. Chloe Malan felt that she would be
mad, but there was nowhere she could vent her anger. She could only sit on the side with her wounded
leg and watch the little boy's complacent look. Chloe planned after she got well, she would give him an
impressive lesson if he was still so presumptuous.
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