Chris led the family to the docks, where half of his subordinates were already waiting. Seeing Tony's eyes widening in surprise made him pleased.
It was his goal, after all!
"Y-You’re giving me a boat?" Anthony whispered to his father. With his eyes darting from one vessel to another, he still could not absorb that what his Daddy meant by something big and white was a yacht! Indeed! Daddy is on an entirely different level! Of course, he’s not going to give me a pillow! Humph! He is the king of Harrington Holdings, after all! Hahaha! I am so lucky to have him as my father! Oop, Mommy is lucky, too! Hehe.
"Why? Do you prefer a blanket?" Chris joked, tapping the little boy’s nose. "Since you’re still five, how about we put it under your Mommy’s name?"
Agape, Anthony could only nod in agre
