FVN Chapter 1172 - 1211: Ivy’s Home
Chapter 1172 - 1211: Ivy’s Home
After all, Katherine Quinn’s face was blurred at the time, but Mr. Kinston’s face wasn’t!
Besides, Mr. Kinston’s looks aren’t the sort that people can easily overlook. In fact, because of Atlas Shaw, Auntie Wu had developed some immunity to handsome men, but upon seeing reports of Kyle Kinston’s appearance, she couldn’t help but marvel at his good looks.
So now, Auntie Wu very readily opened the door, since this person was a big CEO—surely not a bad guy, especially since he’s little Ivy’s savior.
"Mr. Kinston, are you here to see Ivy or Miss Quinn?" Auntie Wu asked, thinking perhaps this CEO found Ivy cute and came by to see the little one.
Kyle Kinston’s eyebrows suddenly furrowed, "Ivy?"
As he was speaking, the little one who was originally lying on the sponge mat in the living room doing her crafts had already scampered to the door, saying to Kyle Kinston, "Uncle Kyle, are you here to see Ivy?" These days, several uncles and aunties had been coming to her house to see her, so the little one naturally assumed Kyle Kinston was here for her.
Although she didn’t know this uncle’s name before, in the past few days, many people had told her this uncle had the surname Kinston.
Upon seeing little Katherine Quinn, Kyle Kinston’s eyes suddenly narrowed. He definitely remembered this face; it was the little girl who almost got kidnapped before.
Looking at the little girl in casual clothes before him, it was as if he realized something, "Is this your home?"
"Of course it’s Ivy’s home!" replied the little one.
Auntie Wu seemed confused, thinking... is Mr. Kinston not here to see Ivy? Did he... ring the wrong doorbell?
Luckily, Kyle Kinston’s next sentence cleared Auntie Wu’s confusion, "Where’s Alexander Quinn?"
It seemed this CEO did know Miss Quinn, and Auntie Wu hurriedly replied, "Miss Quinn called earlier, saying she’s a bit busy and might come back later."
As Auntie Wu spoke, she invited Kyle Kinston inside, while little Katherine Quinn showed a hospitable demeanor, pulling Kyle to sit on the living room sofa, then scampering to the fridge, carrying over her little stool, swiftly climbing on it, opening the fridge, and taking out a bottle of milk to place in front of Kyle, indicating he could drink it.
Mind you, this is the milk she really likes.
Auntie Wu looked slightly embarrassed, quickly saying, "Mr. Kinston, please don’t mind, this is the milk Ivy usually likes to drink. She likes you, which is why she gave it to you, isn’t that right, Ivy?" At the end of her words, Auntie Wu asked little Katherine Quinn.
The little one nodded enthusiastically, "Yeah, Ivy likes Uncle Kyle, besides Mommy, Atlas, Auntie, Mr. Lee, Ms. Gao..." The little one rattled off a series of names, finally adding, "Apart from them, Uncle Kyle is my favorite."
In other words, her liking for Kyle was definitely after these people.
Strangely, Kyle Kinston suddenly felt a twinge of jealousy. Normally, in any situation, any ranking, it would be rare for someone to rank him so low.