Elisa: “Okay.”
Serenity took the initiative to end the call.
Sonny and Titus raced in from outside, one chasing the other, clearly engaged in a game of tag.
The two boys were sweating from their play, their little faces flushed.
It took two minutes for the two nannies who had followed them to come inside, panting heavily as they must have chased after the boys for quite some time.
Seeing Serenity and Jane wiping the sweat from the children’s brows, the nannies chuckled, saying, “Eldest young mistress, those two little masters are so quick that neither of us could keep up!”
Serenity replied, “Both of them are practicing martial arts, which gives them much better agility than other children their age. I can barely keep up with them.”
Jane added, “I long ago stopped being able to catch Titus. Ever since he started training with the old genius master, his speed has increased dramatically.”
It was indeed a wise decision to agree to Lilian’s request to take Titus away.
The old genius doctors would not overlook Titus’s education; they could instruct him in martial arts and help him build strength for self-defense.
After all, Titus carried the weight of his family’s legacy. If he didn’t learn some formidable martial arts, how could he protect himself and those he would one day safeguard?
In truth, Jane wished for Titus to grow up like any ordinary child and lead a normal life, but understanding his background made her realize that such a life was unattainable for him.
Even if Titus didn’t seek revenge, the people who had harmed his family would not let him be. They were still searching for him.
Meet Jane, who picks up Titus and adopts him as her son. Under her care, Lilian treats him differently, accepting him as a disciple and allowing him to live with legendary masters. This environment likely prevents Titus from ever truly maturing.
The Johnson family’s influence struggles to provide comprehensive protection for Titus. It is far better to train him to become a well-rounded individual, skilled in both civil and military pursuits, rather than risk future violence from others. At the very least, he should possess the ability to defend himself. Relying on himself is preferable to depending on others.
“How is Sonny doing in his martial arts training?” Jane inquired.
Aware that Sonny had nearly been taken away, Serenity and her husband decided to enroll him in martial arts classes.
“Sonny’s aptitude is average. He can only train to enhance his physical strength. His teacher claims he’s doing well, but he can only compete with one or two ordinary children. If he encounters a truly skilled child, he won’t stand a chance. We don’t expect him to win martial arts competitions; we just hope he can hold his own against typical peers.”
“Auntie, I’m hungry,” Sonny said, rubbing his stomach. “I want some snacks.”
Titus chimed in, “Mommy, I also want snacks and milk.”
Jane replied, “You both need to wash your hands and sit quietly for ten minutes before you can have any snacks or milk.”
Titus responded with an “Okay.”
He pulled Sonny along to wash their hands, while Jane instructed the nanny to accompany them to ensure they didn’t get their clothes dirty.
“Wow…” Enzo began to cry.
Jane stood up and remarked, “Enzo must be hungry again. Every time he wakes up, he cries for food and kicks the blanket when he’s full.”
Serenity looked at Avah, who was being held by Grandma May. She could carry a child in her arms all day without tiring.
Letting go. Because they were returning to Wiltspoon, Grandma May was hesitant to say goodbye to Avah; she didn’t even glance at Sonny, instead focusing her gaze on Avah all day long, often hugging her. Ben worried that Grandma May might take his beloved daughter back to Wiltspoon while they weren’t looking.