Chapter 1577 - 1578: Derek and Iris Seys, A Good Match?

On the field, Jorge Saxton and Derek Brooke were sweating it out, both thoroughly enjoying themselves. It wasn’t until Derek Brooke mentioned he was hungry that Jorge Saxton brought him back to the barbecue table.

Jorge Saxton sat directly across from Lydia Brooke, causing her heart to uncontrollably flutter.

"Uncle, Aunt Lydia burned the food," Iris Seys laughed.

Lydia Brooke: "...."

Jorge Saxton looked at the items on the plate, a smile in his eyes, and spoke gently, "It’s okay, it’s still edible."

Jorge Saxton picked the less burnt pieces for Derek and without a word, ate the completely burnt ones himself.

"Uncle— is it tasty?" Iris Seys couldn’t bear to watch her uncle holding a burnt sausage.

Jorge Saxton responded with an "Mm," "It’s alright."

Iris Seys: "...."

Originally, she thought love sees no flaws, not expecting that even with Aunt Lydia’s burnt cooking, her uncle showed not the slightest disdain. Is this the legendary ’love me, love my dog’? Love so deep it’s limitless indulgence?

But that charred stuff really isn’t easy to swallow, okay.

Derek Brooke ate elegantly, but his peripheral vision flitted back and forth between his silent mother and Jorge Saxton.

"I just called Arlo Seys. On Monday, bring Derek to report at Riveredge Middle School, it’s settled. He’ll be in third grade there," Jorge Saxton said, looking at Lydia Brooke.

Lydia Brooke nodded, "Thanks."

The issue she’d been unable to resolve despite all her connections turned out to be something he resolved with a single call to Era’s President Arlo Seys.

Next to them, Iris Seys was delighted, "Is Derek going to the same school as me?"

Jorge Saxton chuckled, "You should take good care of Derek from now on at school; City C is your domain, Princess Seys."

"Okay," Iris Seys smiled brilliantly, "Derek, are you in the same class as me?"

"No!" Lydia Brooke blurted out, "Derek’s in sixth grade."

"Why is Derek, who’s the same age as me, two grades higher?" Iris Seys pouted in confusion.

Derek Brooke watched his mother’s expression change, then pursed his lips and said, "Because I skipped grades, so I’m two grades ahead of you."

"A prodigy?!" Iris Seys exclaimed.

Jorge Saxton was also a bit surprised, "I didn’t expect you’d be in sixth grade at eight years old and much taller than Iris, who’s the same age. Derek, you’re outstanding."

Lydia Brooke pushed the barbecue towards Jorge Saxton and interjected softly, "Let’s eat, on Monday I’ll take Derek to school and explain everything."

She was now afraid that relying on the Seys family’s connections meant Derek’s age and surname would eventually be discovered after entering Riveredge Middle School.

Just thinking about it made Lydia Brooke’s fingertips turn cold.

She lowered her gaze, her peripheral vision catching Jorge Saxton’s perfectly chiseled face as he ate, causing a spike of fear in her heart.

If there were a legal battle in City C, could she possibly win against Jorge Saxton?

Jorge Saxton’s brother-in-law is the Crown Prince of the Seys Family. With a single word, she would undoubtedly lose the custody fight, and as for Derek....

She raised Derek. Jorge Saxton did nothing but provide a sperm cell, could she really lose her child?

This meal, Lydia Brooke found hard to swallow, filled with anxiety and fear.

Afternoon.

Iris Seys took Derek Brooke to play tennis.

Jorge Saxton watched them with a smile on the field, teasingly commenting, "I have to say, Iris and Derek really fit together, Iris with her sweet smile and Derek, handsome and elegant..."

"Impossible! Don’t joke!" Lydia Brooke snapped, her voice a bit rushed.