Chapter 1559 Good Cabbage Got Trampled by a Pig!

"Because... because he pursued me once and I rejected him! So now things are awkward between us!" Lydia Brooke quickly said.

"Really?" Derek Brooke expressed doubt.

"Really!" Lydia Brooke’s expression was very serious, looking back at Derek Brooke without any hint of evasion.

"Rest assured, now that you’re with me, it’s clear you’re a married woman, so Uncle Saxton won’t fancy you or try anything on you."

"..."

What else could she say?

Her son was so articulate, what could she say?!

Lydia Brooke feared if she said more, Derek Brooke would become suspicious and mess up in tomorrow’s interaction with Jorge Saxton. She dared not say another word, said ’Goodnight’ to Derek Brooke, and headed back to her room.

While Derek Brooke looked at the watch phone on his wrist, his eyes deep as he gazed at ’Uncle Saxton’ in the contacts storage.

"Saxton, right—Jorge Saxton... are you really just pure friends with my mom?"

Derek Brooke lay on his bed, muttering to himself.

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The next day.

Jorge Saxton drove to Lydia Brooke’s apartment to pick someone up.

"Uncle, why won’t you let me have breakfast?" Iris Seys asked.

Jorge Saxton put on a calm appearance and said, "Because Sister Lydia prepared breakfast for you."

"How do you know?"

"... You don’t need to worry about how I know, later if Sister Lydia won’t let us in, just say you’re hungry and didn’t have breakfast."

"Uncle, is this a trick... did you bring me out today just to play tricks on Sister Lydia?" Iris Seys looked skeptical.

Jorge Saxton coughed lightly, "Of course not!"

Iris Seys laughed, "Be honest, uncle."

Jorge Saxton glanced at Iris Seys and deeply lamented that Arlo Seys’s annoying genes had passed on to his niece, mocking in his heart with a smile on his face and continued to trick his niece: "Iris, while we’re out today, make sure to entertain that boy, who looks older... no wait, is the same age as you. You have to help uncle entertain him."

Derek Haston is eight years old, which is about the same age as Iris, just much taller, giving the impression he’s two years older.

"Uncle, do you want me to get rid of that third wheel so you can be alone with Sister Lydia?" Iris Seys looked at her uncle.

Jorge Saxton was about to deny Iris Seys’s guess about his intentions when he noticed her expression saying ’If you deny, I won’t help you.’ He swallowed back his denial, secretly despising his niece as a mischievous little imp.

"Uncle, if you like Sister Lydia so much, go after her, I support you." Iris Seys smiled brilliantly.

"You think everyone is as easy to pursue as your mom," Jorge Saxton parked the car by the apartment, still teasing, "Only your mom is silly enough for your dad to woo her like a pig rooting for good cabbage."

"... Uncle! How dare you say my dad doesn’t treat mom well? How dare you say my mom isn’t happy?"

The uncle mocked her father so much that she wanted to strangle him!

Amid their playful banter, Jorge Saxton looked at the apartment gates guarded strictly by security and called Derek Brooke.

Derek Brooke gave Jorge Saxton the entrance password, allowing him to enter the apartment complex legitimately.

Inside.

Lydia Brooke was setting breakfast on the table and saw Derek Brooke hang up the phone, casually asking, "Who were you talking to so early in the morning?"

"When will I be able to enroll in Riveredge Middle School?" Derek Brooke asked instead of answering.