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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1794
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Lyndon felt a flutter in his chest and questioned, “Miss Larson, I'm curious about his relation to you...” “He is the grandson of Elma.” Tilda disclosed.

Lyndon cast a glance at the middle-aged woman and noticed her simple attire, not indicative of affluence. It appeared she should be in a more humble role, perhaps a housekeeper.

He nodded, though a bit curious about the close bond between Tilda and a housekeeper’s grandson, he refrained from delving further.

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In the end, it was a matter concerning another family.

ninja “Rosalyn, thanks for chauffeuringhere. We're leaving now,” said Tilda.

“Need a ride home?” Rosalynn offered.

“No, thanks. I've got sother things on my plate. Catch you tomorrow.” Tilda flashed a smile.

“Alright, Rosalynn replied.

“Sheldon, bid them goodbye.” Tilda directed, signaling the little guy to bid farewell to the duo.

“Goodbye, pretty lady.” The little lad waved at Rosalynn and then turned his attention to Lyndon, serving him a gentle reminder. “Think about it.” “Sheldon!” A shadow of discontent cast itself across Tilda's face.

The little guy swiftly shushed himself by covering his diminutive mouth, conducting a sweeping glance around.

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Tilda, caught in a mix of frustration and amusement, LittEhim, acknowledged Rosalynn with a nod, and departed with the middle-aged woman.

Observing the departing trio, Rosalynn smiled and remarked, “That boy is incredibly adorable. If | could have a child as adorable as him in the future, I'd be over the moon.” With a subtle bob of his head, Lyndon gave a silent vote of agreement.

“Indeed, he’s quite lovely.” He generally had little interest in children, but the recent encounter somehow invoked a sense of intimacy.

Rosalynn cast a fleeting glance at him, her mind wandering.

Was the little fellow aiming to set Tilda up with a boyfriend? If Tilda and Lyndon stood side by side, the attractive man and the beautiful woman seemed perfectly matched.

Placing that little fellow in the center would undoubtedly create the picture-perfect image of a family! A realization suddenly dawned on her, the little guy’s features bore a resemblance to both Tilda and Lyndon.