Chapter 155: Chapter 155: A Feast for the Eyes
"Oh? Is that so?" Timmy Monroe’s little face showed some disappointment.
"Heh..." Leon Keane laughed, "Don’t listen to your mommy. As long as you and Ian want me to pick you up often, I’ll come by and pick you up."
Timmy Monroe’s disappointed little face was now bathed in sunlight again. He turned sideways and grabbed Ian Keane’s arm with his little hand, "Brother, what do you say?"
Ian Keane’s thin lips moved slightly, "Whatever you want."
Timmy Monroe was extremely happy, "Whatever I want, means brother agrees too? Great, Uncle Kane, brother also agrees."
Ian Keane remained silent and turned his face, pretending to look outside the car window. In his heart, he was as happy as Timmy Monroe.
The smile on Leon Keane’s handsome face deepened. He glanced at Ivana Monroe beside him and raised his eyebrows at her as if to say: See? Both kids want me to do this.
Ivana Monroe was speechless at Leon Keane. Through the car’s rearview mirror, Ivana Monroe could see Timmy Monroe’s cheerful little face but couldn’t see Ian Keane’s expression. The boy had turned his face to look out the window, and she didn’t know what Ian Keane was thinking at that moment.
Just before reaching the Kane family’s old house, Ian Keane asked Leon Keane to stop the car, saying he wanted to take the Kane family driver’s car in the back.
Leon Keane turned on the signal lights and pulled the car to the side. The Rolls-Royce following behind slowed down as well and stopped by the sidewalk alongside the Bugatti Veyron.
Before Ian Keane got out of the car, he unexpectedly bid farewell to Ivana Monroe, "Goodbye, Auntie."
Ivana Monroe turned her head and looked at the little boy gently, "Wait a minute, taking a taxi from here is pretty close too. No need to trouble your daddy to send us home especially."
Ivana Monroe was about to discuss with Leon Keane.
Ian Keane suddenly said, "It’s inconvenient to get a taxi here."
Without waiting for Ivana Monroe to refuse, Ian Keane opened the car door and got off by himself.
Ivana Monroe was quite surprised. Leon Keane shrugged at her, "Kids are sensible, can’t help it."
Ivana Monroe’s mouth twitched slightly.
Leon Keane turned the car around, and the Bugatti Veyron and the Rolls-Royce behind drove in opposite directions.
Inside the Rolls-Royce.
Ian Keane said to the two bodyguards beside him and the driver in the front, "No one is allowed to tell grandma about daddy giving me a ride back, not even Auntie Chamberlain. Do you all understand?"
The little boy’s tone was commanding, leaving no room for argument.
The two bodyguards didn’t quite understand why Ian Keane would say this, but being bodyguards, they were once soldiers, and following orders is the most basic part of their training.
So they immediately said, "Understood."
The driver blinked with surprise. He knew the Kane mother’s attitude toward Ivana Monroe. Could it be that young master Ian is protecting Ivana Monroe and her son?
The driver recalled how Ian Keane and Timmy Monroe got along. Although young master Ian didn’t accept others, he was different with Timmy Monroe.
The driver seemed to understand something. Ian Keane was protecting Ivana Monroe for Timmy Monroe’s sake.
"Got it," said the driver.
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Leon Keane took Ivana Monroe and her son back home. He didn’t leave; instead, he stayed at Ivana’s home and had dinner. After Ivana cleaned up the dishes and went to wash, he accompanied Timmy in the room for homework.
After cleaning the dishes, Ivana dried her hands and didn’t see Leon in the living room. When she walked into Timmy Monroe’s room, she heard him explaining problems to Timmy.
He was explaining a math problem, a simple addition and subtraction, and Leon Keane was talking to Timmy about abacus mental calculation.
Ivana Monroe held her forehead. She suspected Leon Keane of deliberately stalling to stay longer.
Ivana didn’t interrupt Leon teaching the child right away, she listened for a moment outside and found that Leon Keane’s abacus mental calculation skills were really amazing, and the most important thing was that the way he taught the child was something the child could absorb immediately and put into practice.
Ivana Monroe admired Leon Keane from the bottom of her heart; this man is too powerful. Most of what she learned she returned to the teachers, but he remembered it all very clearly.
After learning abacus mental arithmetic, Timmy Monroe was very excited. Ivana heard him shouting in the room, "Daddy, you’re amazing!"
At that moment, Ivana’s heart was touched.
As much as she didn’t want to admit it, she had to acknowledge that Timmy needed Leon Keane as his father.
Leon Keane smiled and said, "Of course, if there’s anything else you don’t understand, you can ask me. Back in school, your dad was a top student."
What Leon Keane said was not an exaggeration. During his school years, from elementary to university, he was almost always advancing by skipping grades. He was not only a top student but also won countless awards.
"Daddy, really? You’re so amazing? Then I and brother will definitely be as great as you and become top students at school!"
The little boy, innocent as can be, looked up at Leon Keane in admiration, his eyes sparkling brightly, his blood coursing excitedly. Boys often imitate their fathers. If his father is so impressive, he believes he’ll be just as impressive too.
Leon Keane affectionately ruffled the little boy’s hair, "Certainly, you and Ian have my blood flowing through your veins and will become outstanding students at school."
Standing outside the room and hearing the father and son’s conversation, Ivana Monroe quietly walked away. No mother wouldn’t want their child to become exceptional.
Leon Keane used his own accomplishments to encourage his child, more effective than any other encouragement.
The time flew by; the hour hand pointed to nine o’clock.
After Leon Keane helped Timmy take a bath and put him to bed.
Ivana Monroe sat on the sofa watching TV, and when she saw Leon’s slightly damp hair, she was taken aback. Did he bathe? What does this mean? Does he plan to stay the night and not leave?
Leon took a glance at her, catching the panic in her eyes. His thin lips curled into a slight smile. After putting Timmy to bed, only after he fell asleep did Leon step out from the room.
Gently closing Timmy’s room door, Leon approached the sofa and, with a leap, embraced Ivana’s soft body.
"Leon... what are you doing?"
Ivana’s eyes widened, blushing at the weight of his body pressing down. She hissed her words in a quiet anger.
"What do I want to do, isn’t it obvious?"
Seeing her cheeks gradually redden, his gaze darkened, his throat moved and his body got increasingly hotter, and he couldn’t wait to kiss her small mouth.
Ivana pushed against his chest with both hands, her heart pounding, "Don’t do this, we’re in the living room, too noisy and you’ll wake the kids."
Seeing her enticing red lips flee away, two flames jumped in his black eyes, "Then I’ll take you to the bedroom."
After saying that, Leon picked up Ivana and headed towards the bedroom with determined strides.
As Leon locked the bedroom door with one hand, he placed Ivana onto the bed and was ready to pounce again.
Ivana urgently said, "Wait, I haven’t bathed yet."
Leon looked at the beautiful sight before him, wanting to devour her immediately but managed to restrain himself. In a hoarse voice, he said, "Go ahead, I’ll wait for you."