After Divorcing the Tycoon, I Married into a Wealthy Family Again

Four-year-old Michael Sussex, fair-skinned and adorable, glanced shyly at Florence Fuller and hid in Mrs. Sussex’s arms, saying softly, "Hello, sister."

A sweet and crispy little voice.

"What a cute child," Florence Fuller praised.

Mrs. Sussex smiled helplessly, "This child is usually bold, but gets shy when he sees pretty girls."

Florence Fuller chuckled, "I’ve heard boys who know how to ride horses are quite handsome."

Michael Sussex, who was nestled in Mrs. Sussex’s arms, suddenly puffed up his chest, "I ride very well."

"Is that so? Then I must take a closer look."

Mrs. Sussex patted Michael Sussex on the back, "Just like your father."

The three headed to the indoor riding arena. Chairman Sussex was already standing inside, holding a small horse.

Michael Sussex ran inside excitedly, "Daddy."

"Hey!"