Chapter 129

The little guy was dressed in suspenders, exposing his fair, chubby calves, paired with a white T-shirt. His delicate, sculpted face carried an expression of calm and maturity that didn't match his age. With the hat on, he looked adorably cool—handsome and irresistibly cute. Benjamin walked over, picked up the boy, and headed out. Shirley quickly grabbed her bag and followed, noticing that Benjamin didn't seem inclined to hand the child back to her. Curious, she asked, "Are you taking Damian out?" There was no response. She thought for a moment, then turned to look at him. "Are you coming with me to the racing team?" Finally, Benjamin glanced her way, his gaze unusually sharp. "What? You don't want me to go?" Was she afraid now? To his surprise, Shirley's face lit up with joy, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Of course I do! I'd love it if you came! But didn't you say last night that you didn't have the time?" "I have time now." Seeing her so genuinely happy, could he ha