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    “Whose child is this?” he asked casually.


    Brenna recalled Ellie’s advice to withhold information from Ethan. She replied, “He’s a friend’s child, recently returned from overseas.” Ethan didn’t press further and simply nodded.


    Later that night, Brenna arrived home around ten o’clock.


    Patrick jumped out of the car and, upon seeing therge, luxurious house, ran inside excitedly. “Wow! Mommy Brenna, your house is so big and beautiful!” he eximed joyfully as he explored the first floor.


    His loud enthusiasm caught the attention of Shepard, Giselle, and Dalton, who were on the fourth floor and came down to see what was happening.


    Patrick, full of energy, saw Shepard and Giselle and ran up to them with a bright smile, cheerfully saying, “Good evening!”


    Shepard was instantly charmed by the little boy, thinking how delightful it would be to have such a spirited and adorable grandson.


    “What is your name, young man?” Shepard asked.


    “My name is Patrick Moore,” Patrick replied.


    Shepard and Giselle shared a chuckle before turning to Brenna as she approached.


    Brenna exined, “He’s my best friend’s son.”


    Dalton, who had plenty of free timetely, had just returned home as well.


    The moment he saw the little boy—charming and full of style—he felt an instant warmth toward him and instinctively reached out to gently pat his head.


    Patrick looked up at Dalton and greeted him cheerfully.


    Dalton said warmly, “You’re such a polite young man! How old are you?”


    Patrick replied brightly, “I’m six years old.”


    Brenna said, “Dalton, could you let him sleep in your room tonight? And maybe help him with his bath?”


    Dalton readily agreed and led the boy upstairs to the fourth floor.


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    Giselle, having heard Patrick calling Brenna “Mommy,” said, “Why does the child call you Mommy? That seems inappropriate.”


    Brenna exined as they sat down, “When I was living in Norview, I met his mother. She was pregnant and had severed ties with her family, managing everything by herself. I was also going through a tough time, so we ended up sharing an apartment. After Patrick was born, I became his godmother, and his mother went back to work. We took turns looking after him based on our schedules. It continued like that until I came back here. Initially, he called me ‘godmother,’ but eventually, he started calling me ‘Mommy’ because he felt ‘godmother’ wasn’t intimate enough.”


    Giselle understood the situation but disapproved. “You’re not married, and having a child call you Mommy might lead people to think you have a child out of wedlock. It would be better if he didn’t call you that.”


    Brenna disagreed. She believed her mother was overthinking the matter.


    Shepard said to Brenna, “Your mother is right. His real mother might not appreciate him calling you Mommy. It’s important to keep rtionships clear. He already has a mother; calling you Mommy is confusing. And what about his father? If you’re his Mommy, what does that imply about your rtionship with his father?”


    Brenna responded, “You’re right, Dad. I’ll talk to him about this tomorrow.”


    “Which family is he from?” Shepard asked.


    “He belongs to the Russell family,” Brenna answered. “Dad, please don’t mention this to Mr. Russell. The Russell family is unaware of the child’s existence. The boy takes his mother’sst name.”


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