Chapter 3124 - 3213: Shaving the Beard, A Complete Transformation

Chapter 3124: Chapter 3213: Shaving the Beard, A Complete Transformation

"Uncle?" Paris Arden-Nicholson was bewildered hearing Little Apple call him that, pointing at his own face in confusion.

Enna Clark suddenly remembered that he was only 16, feeling a bit embarrassed, and softly corrected Gigi while holding her, "Gigi, that’s First Brother."

The little girl’s adorable apple-like face was full of confusion, blinking her big eyes at Paris Arden-Nicholson and then looking at Enna Clark. She snuggled closer to Enna’s ear and said in a whisper, "Mummy, don’t be silly. People with whiskers are uncles, white whiskers are grandpas~"

Why is Mommy so silly? That person is obviously an uncle, yet Mommy keeps saying he’s Brubby. She knows people with long whiskers are uncles and white whiskers are grandpas. Mommy doesn’t know?

Does this mean she’s actually smart? Not the little fool that Brubby said, hehe.

The little girl smiled brightly, reached out her chubby hands to hug Enna, and in a sweet, childish voice said, "Even when Mommy’s silly, Gigi loves Mommy most, loves Mommy the most~"

"..." Enna felt both embarrassed and warm inside, unsure of how to explain to her daughter that a man’s beard doesn’t correlate much with his age.

After all, to a child this age, they prefer to judge people by appearances they see with their eyes.

Paris Arden-Nicholson was so untidy that when Enna first saw him, she couldn’t believe that the man with a scruffy beard covering most of his face was only a 16-year-old boy.

The Arden-Nicholson Family has been generations of doctors, and their senses are well-protected. He heard clearly what Gigi sweetly whispered to her own Mommy just to protect her mommy’s face. Hearing Little Apple mention the whiskers over and over made his temples throb. He turned to Scott Harris and said, "I think I want to take a bath and change clothes first."

Scott Harris took one look at the man’s expression on the sofa and immediately bent down to say, "Please follow me."

Paris Arden-Nicholson followed him.

Enna Clark touched Gigi’s bun hairstyle, took a deep breath, and nervously turned to Baron Lawrence, "Do you think he can cure Gigi’s illness?"

"I don’t know, we’ll only know after trying." Baron’s hawk-like eyes fell on her slightly dimmed eyes, and his hand covered the back of her hand, "At least we’ve found someone who might be able to, let’s see what he says later."

"Mm." Enna nodded, waiting for the person to finish his bath.

Paris Arden-Nicholson took a full hour to clean up before slowly emerging from the bathroom.

When he appeared in the living room, Enna was not only surprised, even Gigi, who was sitting beside Enna looking at a picture book, showed a puzzled expression, dropped her book, and stared unblinkingly at the person in front who just bathed and changed clothes, "Mommy, is there a Sister at home? So pretty, Gigi wants to be pretty like this when she grows up."

Sister...

Enna couldn’t help but laugh. The person in front of her had skin as fair as snow, icy and jade-like, indeed prettier than a girl. Such a beauty, with an ethereal charm, akin to the sirens in fairy tales that enchant people. She really couldn’t associate the person with the scruffy, unkempt, bearded youth she had seen earlier. But there couldn’t suddenly be a stranger appearing in their home, so this person must be Paris Arden-Nicholson.

But thinking of how Gigi first called Paris Arden-Nicholson uncle and now calls him sister, and says she wants to be as pretty as Paris when she grows up, just made her want to laugh.