"As for the third one..." Chester Yale raised an eyebrow, unable to hide the pride in his eyes, "If Evelyn Sherman didn't love me the most, you wouldn't exist. I won't give up being in the first place."
Harry: "..."
"But, as my son, I won't let you be mistreated." Chester scooped up the little buddy in his arms and strode towards the room on the first floor.
The butler followed respectfully behind and opened the room door before Chester arrived.
Expensive toy cars filled the entire room.
Sedans, sports cars, off-road cars... Almost every type of car seen on the road could be found in the room.
Harry's eyes lit up instantly!
The next second, he turned his head away with a proud look, "It's just okay!"
Chester glanced at him and then carried Harry towards another room.
When the door was opened, an array of toy guns filled the room.
With all kinds of toy guns and gun targets set up, it was like a mini children's shooting range!
