Chapter 622 In Front of Warmie, Everyone is a Junior
Finnegan wanted to wait for Lloyd to leave and then make a move when Warmie was alone.
However, he never got the chance.
Because Warmie only recognized Lloyd and no one else, Lloyd had to take her everywhere.
Even though Warmie couldn't speak, her expressions were very telling. No matter what Lloyd did, she was always excited, clapping her little hands and laughing.
If she could talk, she would definitely charm Lloyd completely.
To stay alive, Warmie was doing her best to act cute. But as a few-month-old baby, there was no pretense; it was all very natural. This kind of reaction was even more endearing.
Lloyd was completely captivated by her.
If Finnegan knew that Warmie was charming Lloyd every day, leaving him no opportunity, he would probably sigh deeply.
Upstairs.
Warmie had just finished her formula and was burping. She was startled by her own burp, and her adorable reaction made Lloyd very happy.
"Warmie, you really know how to bring joy to people," Lloyd laughed heartily.
Warmie laughed along, not knowing why Lloyd was laughing.
Warmie's smile was so cute and beautiful.
Lloyd felt even better. "Warmie, call me grandpa."
Lloyd taught her word by word, slowing down his pace.
Warmie listened intently, her little expressions so amusing.
Lloyd taught her again, and suddenly Warmie responded.
Lloyd fell silent.
It turned out that Lloyd was calling Warmie 'grandpa.'
Ruth, standing close by, struggled to contain her laughter. Luckily, she managed to hold it in.
Lloyd, not giving up, taught her again, "Warmie, say 'grandpa.'"
Warmie responded again, giggling so much that she almost burst out laughing.
Lloyd gave up on the lesson.
Warmie seemed unsatisfied, raising her little hand, signaling Lloyd to continue.
To her, it was all just a fun game.
"Warmie, time to sleep." Lloyd was really tired. Taking care of a child was tough, especially for someone over fifty, having to get up at night to feed and change diapers, which was really not easy.
Yet, he was willing to do it.
Warmie's smile was just that powerful.
Warmie refused to sleep; she just wanted to play.
She was indeed a little troublemaker.
Ophelia had suffered from sleepless nights before, and now it was Lloyd's turn.
Warmie didn't sleep much at night, but slept during the day, turning day and night upside down, disrupting Lloyd's schedule.
That night, Lloyd stayed up until past two in the morning before Warmie finally fell asleep.
Once Warmie was asleep, Lloyd massaged his back and sat down beside her, feeling strangely that looking at the adorable Warmie made all the exhaustion seem worth it.
Even Lloyd himself couldn't believe that.
If this were normal assassin training, Warmie would have been given drugs long ago. But Lloyd hadn't done that yet; he was somewhat reluctant.
Once drugged, Warmie's lifespan would be shortened.
Now everyone in Moonlight Gate knew Warmie's status. She was the future heir, the young lady of Moonlight Gate, and they all had to take good care of her.
The next day, Lloyd, taking advantage of Warmie still being asleep, was about to visit his old house. But before he could leave, Warmie woke up and started crying.
Lloyd had to take her along.
So, Lloyd took Warmie with him, accompanied by four or five Moonlight Gate assassins, and they all went out.
Now, Lloyd's fabricated identity was that of a company boss, and the Moonlight Gate assassins were his bodyguards.
Ruth carried a bottle, diapers, clothes, and a stroller. These were now essentials for going out.
They weren't assassins at all; they were Warmie's nannies.
As soon as Lloyd left, Finnegan knew. From his hotel room, he could see the hotel entrance with binoculars.
When he saw Lloyd getting into the car with Warmie, his heart skipped a beat.
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