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Joy

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Arnold stared at Sebastian's astonishment on the couch with the nurse trying to make him sober up. When Arnold looked at Nana, she was laughing with her baby. 

"Dad?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Arnold asked sparingly, he immediately came to Nana afraid that her daughter-in-law needed something. "Why? What was? Tell Daddy."

"Can you please take a picture of Sebastian, Dad?"

"What?" Arnold was surprised. "Sortaging Sebastian?"

Nana nodded back. "Please take a picture of him, use Daddy's phone first send it to me."

Arnold did not ask much, he stepped up and photographed Sebastian who was still unconscious using his mobile phone. Actually, he asked, why did Nana do it. But he did, after all, this was not a crime and Arnold himself enjoyed photographing Sebastian's disgrace.

CHUCKLE.

CHUCKLE.

CHUCKLE.

The phone makes a noise and blitz when Arnold shoots it, which makes the nurse who is still trying to resuscitate Sebastian stare in wonder.

"Ahahahah, he looks very messed up. Daddy sent it to you" Arnold said, staring at the shots.

Nana laughed as she opened her phone. Again it made the nurse there frown. "Is that really the nature of the rich?" Ask him himself.

"Why did you do it, Nana?"

"To prove that I'm stronger than him."

Just now Arnold will reply to the words of Nana, Michael's nanny first call him. Make her come out for a while and signal Nana for an exit permit.

"Hallo's? What's up?"

"Young Master went to Washington to catch up with you, sir."

"What's? What are you doing, huh?"

"Sorry, Sir. He's gone with the driver."

"Basic" Arnold muttered off the phone and went back inside to get his suit.

"Dad, are you going?"

"Yes, Mike came here. I have to pick her up."

"This solvent?"

"She must have heard you were about to give birth" Arnold replied, then looked at Sebastian who was now snoring, making Arnold's eyes stare at the nurse there. "Is he conscious?"

"Now Mr. Sebastian is asleep, sir."

"Geez, this stupid kid. Should I wake him up Nana?"

"No need, Dad. Let it go."

"But before I go out I want to record it first" Arnold said, pulling out his phone and recording Sebastian, getting close so he could hear his snoring. "Hahhaha, poor boy."

"I'll do it, Nana. Oh, my God, this is fun."

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Michael almost fell asleep if the car did not stop suddenly. For an hour and a half he was in the car heading to the hospital wanting to welcome his nephew.

"Why stop?" Ask Michael.

"Mr Arnold is here, sir."

Which makes Michael look forward, where there are cars blocking the road. Then down a familiar figure.

Arnold approached and opened the passenger door. Without saying anything, he held Michael.

"Toys and chocolates" said Michael pointing to the direction of the trunk.

Arnold opened it. "Why did you bring this?"

"For my nephew, what's his name?"

"Daddy doesn't know yet, you're so naughty."

"Sorry, Daddy. But I want to see the baby."

Arnold picked up the basket with toys and chocolate and took Michael to the hospital in his car. "Setelag give that to the baby, we have to go back. You go to school tomorrow."

"Yes, Daddy."

A few minutes later, they finally arrived at the hospital. Arnold was still holding Michael to the VVIP floor.

"Why do you want to see him so badly, Mike?"

"Because Mike's gonna be his first friend, Daddy. Sebastian doesn't want to play and befriends Mike. Mike's nephew wouldn't do that, would he?"

"No, Honey. He was mixed with Nana's good-natured blood. So it doesn't belong entirely to the vile Sebastian."

Micahel only nodded his head in a nod as Arnold led him to one of the rooms there.

"Mike!"

"Lady!" Mike came down from his father's lap. "Where's the baby?"

"Here, come here there's a box by my side."

Michael did it and saw the baby in a glass box there. "What's his name?"

"You can call him Joy."

Michael's forehead wrinkled, he stared at the chocolate in the basket his father had brought. "Joy? Kinder Joy? You're inspired from there?"

"Michael," said the same Arnold, holding back laughter.

"Looks like your son's gonna be a minimarket sticker."

"Michael." Arnold even turned his face withholding laughter.

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