Chapter 120 Promise Me One Thing

“Arden is secretly acquiring M.K.’s shares!” Hansel steadily said.

Hearing this, Mark raised a brow. “How did you know?”

“My investigation led to this!”

“You investigated Arden Pattinson?”

“He’s in pursuit of my mommy so why can’t I do a background check on him!” Hansel spoke in a matter-of-fact.

Mark. “...”

Thinking about the times Hansel had looked into him, Mark was hit with the realization that Lyla really had it all.

At the very least, she had a son who always had her on his mind.

Observing no change in Mark, Hansel stared at him. “Daddy, you don’t seem surprised!”

“Daddy, did you already know?” Gretel posed a question before pouncing into Mark’s arms.

Dotingly caressing Gretel’s head, Mark expressed proudness as a father through his face. “Of course, that petty trick of his would not slip past me.”

“Almighty Daddy!” Gretel did not hold back on the compliments.

Mark grinned. In fact, far more than Arden acquiring M.K.’s shares, Mark even suspected that the matter with Logan was arranged by him.

With M.K. bound to be affected, it would prove more convenient for him to strike.

Hansel still had his eyes on him. “What are your plans?”

In his mind, Mark had it all mapped out but was suddenly struck by a new idea following Hansel’s question.

His gaze fixated on Hansel...

Hansel had a bad feeling about it. “Daddy, let me go make you supper!” He was ready to take off.

“Wait a minute, there’s no rush!” Mark immediately reached out to fish Hansel back into his arms.

It made Hansel uneasy to be embraced.

“What are you doing?” Hansel looked at him and enquired while squirming, feeling rather uncomfortable.

Mark flashed a smile at him. “I need your help with something!”

“Can I refuse?” Hansel asked.

Mark shook his head.

Hansel. “...”

Inside Hansel’s bedroom.

Mark had held him under duress in there. Hansel unwillingly sat in front of a computer.

“Daddy, isn’t it against work ethics to do such a thing?” Hansel asked.

“Work ethics? Would he acquire my shares in secret if he had work ethics?” Mark retorted.

“But... He is, at least, building upon influence and power!” Hansel replied.

“I’m also relying on power and influence!”

“That’s not true.”

“Isn’t it enough proof of my ability to be able to birth you?” Mark rebutted.

Hansel. “...”

Words actually failed him.

Sitting before the computer, Hansel was still unconvinced to lend a hand. “Daddy, you know, doing this can be overtaxing!”

“What’s on your mind?” Mark enquired.

Hansel gave it a thought before speaking, “There should be some reward, right?”

Oh, this child!

Mark was not one to judge since he would not do a job for nothing all the same.

“Alright, how much are you looking at?” Mark stared at him and posed the question.

“Money?” Hansel shook his head. “It’s rather tasteless to speak of money. I can just falsify a bank account if money was really what I’m after. I could gain a lot of money!” Hansel spoke as if it was a piece of cake.

Mark could not disagree more. “What do you want then?”

“Uh... A promise!” Hansel answered.

“I would give my word on a hundred promises, let alone one!” Mark vowed with his eyes fixated on Hansel, wishing he could give Hansel the world.

“Daddy, don’t be so sure because I might just take it as true!” Hansel retorted.

“You’re my son. I will give you anything you want. Even if you don’t want it, everything that’s mine will be yours in the future!” Mark solemnly responded.

“Okay, Daddy. These are your words, not mine!” Hansel was not going to pass up on such an opportunity.

Mark raised his brows, completely unaware that he had walked right into Hansel’s trap. Owing to this affirmation, Mark would definitely want to bite his tongue hereafter.

“Alright now, can we begin now?” Mark requested.

“Sure!” Hansel placed his hands on the keyboard, working those dainty fingers nimbly. His little face revealed that he had it in the bag.

Just then, Gretel came into the room bearing beverages. “Daddy, here you go!”

“Thank you!”

“Hansel, this is for you!” While placing Hansel’s drink on the table, Gretel leaned in for a look. “How’s it going?”

“Nothing to it!”

Mark. “...”

Gazing at Hansel, he once had his doubts about how a genius like Hansel was created. He would have a hard time believing that fact had he not seen it with his very own eyes.

Mark sat on a corner and pleasingly waited. “Hansel, it seems like you can live an idle life as you’d have everything just by falsifying a bank account when you’re strapped for cash!”

“Hansel said that the world’s governed by law and order and by doing that, it would only result in chaos. Also, it’s not as simple as it looks!” Gretel uttered.

Mark had to say that God was fair. It would just end in total chaos should this gift be given to a person without the right intentions. Hansel handled it well. It was rare for a kid to have such views at this young age.