Chapter Six
The old servants were all infected by Lydia Mitchell's joy, laughing as they said, "You're not dreaming, it's true. Look, that child looks so much like young Ryan, just like our young master when he was little, there's absolutely no mistaking it!"
They were so similar that one could almost instantly conclude that he was Ryan Gregory's child.
Lydia Mitchell chirped, "I think so too, the resemblance is uncanny!"
"This stinker, to have hidden such a big son on the outside and not tell me, this is simply too much!"
Lydia Mitchell angrily said, but as soon as she looked at Wilson's replicated little face, all the anger in her heart dissipated, "The more I look, the more he resembles. Let's see what's written here, where are my glasses?"
"Right here."
