Chapter 1465: Fennie, William Westlake Likes Daddy's House!

Chapter 1465: Chapter 1467: Fennie, William Westlake Likes Daddy’s House!

Upon hearing the precise accent of Country A’s language, Wayne Jameson was surprised for one second, then smiled, “Hello, Young Master, welcome home.”

Sophie Sullivan pressed the corner of her lips, about to refuse, but William Westlake hugged her neck, softly lying, “Fennie, let’s hurry to see the fairy sister!”

Sophie Sullivan could only nod to Wayne Jameson, “Thanks for the trouble.”

“Young Madam, you’re welcome, please this way.”

Sophie Sullivan was too lazy to correct Wayne Jameson’s “Young Madam” address.

Anyway, Cheryl Chew was not here, and she wouldn’t stay long.

Returning to a familiar place, Sophie Sullivan felt exceptionally heavy-hearted, while William Westlake was full of curiosity about this unfamiliar country.

His tiny hands pressed against the car window, curiously looking at the scenery outside the car window.

“William Westlake…”

William Westlake sat back sulkily, his little mouth pouting in grievance, with cheeks puffed up in anger.

Wayne Jameson saw this scene from the rearview mirror, he smiled and spoke, “Young Master, if you are interested in Imperial City, you can let the Young Master take you to have fun in Imperial City.”

“Oliver Westlake’s daddy?”

Wayne Jameson nodded, “Yes, he’s your daddy, Young Master.”

William Westlake immediately perked up, catching Wayne Jameson and chirping incessantly like a little sparrow.

Sophie Sullivan felt her head aching along with it, she covered William Westlake’s chattering little mouth, her beautiful eyes glared slightly, “William Westlake, that’s enough.”

William Westlake looked at her with grievance, “Fennie, you don’t love William Westlake anymore.”

“You don’t love Mommy anymore!” Sophie Sullivan snorted in annoyance, calling Daddy nonstop, those who don’t know might think he was raised solely by his Daddy.

Where does this leave his Mommy?

Where does this leave her face?

Inside the manor, Mrs. Shannon was overjoyed to hear that Wayne Jameson had successfully picked up Sophie Sullivan and William Westlake.

She thought again and again, feeling sure that Sophie Sullivan must be eager to see Snowball.

She went to the music room and carried Snowball, who was learning piano, back to the castle.

Snowball looked confused, “Grandma.”

“Snowball, your mother will be here soon, do you want to see Mommy?” Mrs. Shannon asked lovingly.

Snowball pressed her little mouth shut, her head nestled in Mrs. Shannon’s neck, saying nothing.

Mrs. Shannon felt extremely sorry, kissed her little cheek, “Snowball, your Mommy loves you very much too, just like Daddy and Grandpa and Grandma love you.”

The fleet stopped orderly in front of the fountain, Wayne Jameson opened the car door, “Young Madam, please.”

Sophie Sullivan got out of the car, three years had passed, the scenery inside the manor was still the same.

William Westlake got out of the car, exclaimed, loudly announcing, “Fennie, William Westlake likes Daddy’s house!”

Sophie Sullivan: “…”

You little traitor!

Wayne Jameson made a gesture of invitation, “Young Madam, Little Miss Snowball is already waiting in the main hall, please.”

Christina, her precious daughter…

Sophie Sullivan couldn’t wait to climb the stairs, quickly stepping into the castle, completely forgetting about the little short-legged William Westlake.

The luxurious, magnificent main hall, extremely opulent.

Sophie Sullivan stepped into the main hall, the servant smiled and bowed, “Welcome home, Young Madam.”

Everything in the vicinity turned to nothing in her eyes, she couldn’t hear anything; she only saw, on the sofa, sitting a Little Miss Snowball.

Pink, soft and cuddly, adorable in every aspect.

Sophie Sullivan unconsciously walked a few steps quickly, excitement and joy clashing with each other, she came to Snowball, observed Snowball, Snowball also raised her eyelids, her watery eyes as black as obsidian, pure without a trace of impurity.