Chapter 652 I Didnât Know You Had Abs
She could only sneer. âPerhaps I should remind Syatt to stock up on toiletries for his hotel next time.â
âMm.â Damien ignored her sarcasm. He gracefully strolled into the house with his belongings, casually glancing at Soren on the sofa. âWhich room is yours?â
Soren pouted, looking disgruntled as he hopped off the sofa. âFollow me.â
This was Damienâs first visit to Sorenâs immaculate and orderly room. His wardrobe and bed sheets were both navy blue. Besides a jigsaw puzzle hanging on the wall and an action figure. on the desk, it didnât resemble a typical five-year-old boyâs room.
âPut your stuff here,â Soren instructed Damien impatiently. âIf you need to change, do it here.â
Damien nodded. He set down his belongings and began to change.
âI didnât know you had abs.â Soren sat on the edge of the bed with his arms crossed as he watched Damien change. âHow do you manage to work out with your busy schedule?â
Damienâs hands froze. He glanced at Soren indifferently. âHow do you know I have a busy schedule?â
âHmph!â Soren averted his gaze and spoke reluctantly. âYouâre the president of the Lenoir Group, which controls four major financial conglomerates in Europe. Youâre also the head of a renowned international company and conduct business in major cities worldwide. Your status and fame are second only to the old European aristocratic Tanner familyâŠâ Soren recited the mediaâs description of Damien verbatim in his boyish voice. âWith such a status, how could you not be busy?â
âMm.â The man elegantly buttoned up his shirt with his slender fingers. âI didnât expect you to pay such close attention to me. You even went out of your way to research my background.â
âOf course, I would look into my own father.â Soren pouted. âIf he turned out to be a worthless drunk, I certainly wouldnât acknowledge him.â
Damienâs gaze softened at the little boyâs voice. âYouâre a clever little fellow.â
On the surface, Soren was cold and disdainful towards Damien, but in reality⊠If Sorent hadnât acknowledged Damien as his dad, Soren wouldnât have researched Damien and memorized what the news reports said about him.
âPiftâŠâ Soren pouted. He turned to look at Damien. âHey, you still havenât told me how you
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work out.â
Despite being more mature than his peers, Soren was still a five-year-old child at the end of the day. Influenced by superhero movies and cartoons, he was highly fascinated by the idea of strong men.
Damien smiled faintly and deliberately teased him. âIf you let me sleep with you for a few more nights, Iâll take you to my home gym.â
Sorenâs eyes widened, âYou have a gym at home?â
Damien nodded, âMm.â
Thatâs so cool⊠âHmph, weâll see!â The little boy was astounded, but he tried to suppress. excitement. âIt depends on your performance whether you can continue to sleep here!â With that, Soren turned and left the room. âQuickly go help in the kitchen. Otherwise Cherise Shaw will ruin all the chicken legs!â
Damien smiled helplessly and headed to the kitchen in his pajamas.
In the kitchen, Cherise was still struggling with the recipe for the chicken legs and inces. checking her phone.
âHow to roast delicious chicken legs?â
âHow to roast fragrant and flavorful chicken legs?â