Chapter 975
He lay beside Madam Carter with his butt
sticking up, raising his head to look at Sylvia. His eyes were wide and shiny.
Sylvia thought she heard wrong and asked softly, “Flint, did you just say something?”
Flint went, “Mama…”
His childish voice was crisp and sweet.
At that moment, Sylvia felt like her entire body was filled with honey. It was such a sweet sound to hear!
“Oh!” she exclaimed loudly.
Flint opened his mouth and giggled.
Sylvia also could not help but laugh.
Then, she said to Madam Carter, “Grandma, did you hear that? Flint is learning how to speak.”
She pulled Flint into her arms and pointed to Madam Carter, saying, “Flint, that’s your great–
grandma. Why don‘t you try calling her?”
Flint blinked, seemingly not knowing where to start.
Sylvia taught him. “Great–grandma.”
Flint continued to blink.
“Great–grandma.”
After an unknown amount of time, just when Sylvia was about
to wear out her lips, Flint finally said, “Nana…”
Sylvia laughed. “Nana works too.”
It seemed like he only knew how to repeat one-syllable words.
Flint giggled.
Sylvia placed him back beside Madam Carter and instructed him, “Call Nana again.”
Flint blinked.
Sylvia pointed to Madam Carter‘s ear.
This time, he understood and crawled to the old lady‘s ear. His little mouth lowered to
her ear and said, “Mama.”
Sylvia was speechless.
The corners of her mouth twitched, and she corrected him again, “That‘s Nana. I’m Mama, not her.”
Flint blinked his eyes, his chubby face looking very innocent.
Sylvia‘s heart seized, and she softened her voice to coax him again, “Flint, She‘s Nana, and I‘m Mama.
You have to call her Nana. Na-na…”
Flint‘s little mouth moved. “Nana.”
“That‘s right!” Sylvia could not help but pinch his face. “My little Flinty is so smart!”
Flint, who loved the compliment, immediately opened his mouth to giggle.
Meanwhile, a camera was capturing this warm scene in real
time from the corner of the wall above her.
At Carter Tower, in the office on the top floor, the man was sitting in a chair, and his eyes were
trained on the camera feed on his phone.
He had just finished dealing with some important matters, and the lunch his secretary ordered had not a
the mother and son in Madam Carter‘s room and heard Flint‘s voice calling Mama and Nana.
‘The little thing is learning how to talk. That woman is also rather cute. She didn‘t teach him
how to call his father first, but instead taught him to call his great–grandmother.‘
Watching the interaction between the mother and son, the corners of his thin lips could not stop rising, a
Flint fell asleep after coming out of Madam Carter‘s room. Sylvia had nothing else to do,
so she took a nap with him.
When
she woke up, it was 3:30 p.m., an hour before Isabel and Liam finished school. She washed up briefly
and changed into fresh clothes.
A black MPV stopped outside the front door when she came out of the walk–in closet.
Sylvia happened to see it when she passed by the window. Her eyes lit up, and
she immediately picked up Flint, who had just woken up from his nap and was playing on the bed.
She touched his little nose. “Flint, Daddy is back. Let‘s go greet him.”
Flint grinned and giggled as Sylvia laughed and carried him out of the room.
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