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"Welcome, Walter Family head!"


"Welcome, Walter Family, young master!"


When Ainsley heard the two announcements, the baby almost jumped from her seat.


She hurriedly patted her knee-length pants and walked to the entrance with cat-sized Cellino by her side.


Ba-thump. Ba-thump.


Ainsley's heart skipped a beat as she walked even closer to the entrance. She didn't know why but she's just nervous...


'My first visitor is surprisingly Uncle Evan and his son, the mysterious prodigy Finley Walter!'


Ainsley was not expecting that, but she's also glad that the first visitor she had to greet will be someone she knew.


Thus, the baby just waited at the entrance while Evan and Finley, who's using a disguise, walked to the entrance.


Once Evan finally met Ainsley, the middle-aged man subconsciously fell on one knee while taking Ainsley's little hand.


"Good evening, Godtoddler." The man kissed the back of Ainsley's hand lightly, expressing his good manners toward a lady.


However, his son was already glaring at his back while Ainsley blushed like a young maiden in love.


"Uncwle, you're too polite, ah! Don't be like dat!" The baby shook Evan's hand before pressing her red cheeks.


Oh, gosh, that's really shocking, okay?


Seeing Ainsley acting all bashful like that, Evan couldn't help but laugh while returning to his original position.


"Hahaha, I'm sorry if I surprise you, Godtoddler." Evan's laughter might look forced and dry, but he's truly amused. It's just that his cold face couldn't be honest.


"Ah, right, Godtoddler, you haven't seen my son before, right?"


Evan immediately changed the conversation since his back was getting colder and colder thanks to someone's menacing glare...


"Ah, no, you have met him before, but he's using a different appearance and identity." Evan blabbered as he looked back and gently put his hand on Finley's back.


Before Finley could say anything, the father already pushed the boy to Ainsley.


"Here, let me introduce my son to you. He's Finley. Call him Fin is fine. He's 8 this year." Evan was all smiles as he looked at Finley, wearing the most innocent look he could use.


"Fin, this is Godtoddler. Her real name is Ainsley. She's the current Sloan Family head...and she's only 3!"


When Evan introduced the children to each other like that, how could they not feel awkward?


"Ah...so twis ish youl son, uncwle…"


Ainsley silently tucked her hair to her ear while seizing up Finley from head to toe.


Blonde hair. Similar to Uncle Evan's hair...and also ruby eyes. He's the exact copy of his father based on these two features alone…



But why is he using a full-face mask?


Since Finley used a full-face exquisite mask that only showed his pupils, one couldn't see his face at all!


Ainsley was already waiting to see Neil Alter's real face since Evan said that Neil's face was a fake as well...but who would know that the boy still wore a mask?


"Uh...so...we mweet again?" Ainsley tried to greet Finley first by mentioning their first meeting at the casino as the Godtoddler and Neil Alter.


After knowing that Neil Alter was just a fake identity that Finley used, Ainsley also wondered whether the boy's real personality was like Neil's or not…


"Yeah, we met again. Sorry I used a fake identity to meet you back then." Finley stretched his hand and casually initiated a handshake as a response to Ainsley's words.


When he spoke like that, Ainsley should have discovered that his voice was actually Finnie's voice, but thank God the boy was smart.


He drank a voice-changing potion on the way to the auction, so his voice sounded a bit mature and deep, making the boy look truly mature for boys his age.


Ainsley was taken aback for a moment since the boy's attitude was 180° different from Neil. Even his voice was different!


"A-ah, yeah, nice to mweet ywou, bwig bwothel." Ainsley had no choice but to play along with Finley. She took Finley's stretched hand, grabbed it, and shook it gently.


"I hope we cwan be gwood fwiends!" The baby even still had time to use her charm ability against Finley.


If Finley didn't know about Ainsley's charm beforehand, he would have truly despised the baby for making a move on him.


However, when it's like this, Finley could only laugh in his heart.


'Hahaha. Your habit of subconsciously charming others using your ability never changes, huh…'


The boy put on a polite smile on his face even when others couldn't see it and nodded.


"Likewise. I think we can be good friends despite our age gap."


Oh, well, we are already close buddies, anyway.


Sensing Finley's warm attitude and his pure intention to befriend her, Ainsley's previously awkward attitude toward the boy slightly changed.


'Oh, no wonder he's called a prodigy...he is so mature when he's only 8!'


Ainsley silently clicked her tongue as she kept her sweet smile to entertain Finley and his dad.


'This boy will really be a heart-breaker for many girls in the future. I better stay away from him...Finnie is way more innocent and cute, anyway.'


Ainsley subconsciously compared the two, and when she realised that, she paused. The baby didn't even hear what Evan and Finley talked about as they went to the second floor to visit the VVIP rooms.


The girl lowered her head, deep in thoughts.


'Why am I comparing this boy to Finnie? Is it because their names are similar? But Finnie did say the Walter Family Heir copied his name….'


The more Ainsley thought of it, the more she felt familiar with Finley...and not because she met him when he's Neil Alter.


Is it because he has a similar body and vibe with Finnie?


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