My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 373

Chapter 373: The Tension
Tristan wanted to remind his father about his illness. Still, suddenly, he remembered that his father didn’t want the family to know about it.

He sighed deeply and pressed his lips tightly as he walked to the seating area to join them. He sat silently opposite his father, who was now talking to Dax.

Tristan didn’t say anything but scrolled through his cell phone; however, he could hear what they were talking about.

Listening to their conversation was amusing for Tristan because his father and Grandpa seemed to be competing to attract Dax’s cute attention. How silly!

After a few more minutes, Lewis and William Sinclair continue trying to impress Dax with their stories.

When Tristan saw the warm family drama unfolding before his eyes, he was amazed at how confident and quick-witted his son was in dealing with his two elders. Dax managed to subtly avoid choosing a side or showing favoritism, and he cunningly did it without the elders noticing.

Dax was so calm and honest when he talked to William Sinclair. This was utterly different from Tristan’s worry that his son would give his father a cold shoulder, but he did not.

Before long, the three of them had already been talking for almost an hour, and it seemed they still had plenty to discuss.

Tristan remained silent but signaled Geoffrey to bring some snacks and drinks for them.

However, Tristan stopped and called him closer when he noticed two men holding two boxes in the corner.

“Geoffrey, you can ask them to place the gift over there,” Tristan said, pointing to a corner not far from where they were seated.

Just then, William Sinclair recalled the welcome gift he had brought for his grandson.

Remembering what his father had told him earlier, William Sinclair felt the tension in his heart return. He was curious and wanted to know Dax’s opinion about his present.

“Dax, Grandpa brought you a gift,” William said, rising from his seat and handing one of the gifts to Dax.

“What is it, Grandpa?” Dax asked curiously while scanning the nicely wrapped box, which looked enormous, like the size of a desktop box.

“This is Lego for children seven and above. It must be challenging for you to build,” William Sinclair explained while observing his expression. A frown slowly appeared on his forehead when he saw Dax wasn’t enthusiastic.

“Oh, little Dax, you don’t like Lego?” William asked. Silently, he swallowed hard when he saw his grandson blinking but not moving to open the gift.

After a few more seconds, Dax’s smile slowly emerged from his lips. He said, “Grandpa, thank you. I used to like Lego and similar toys when I was two. But these days, I prefer other things, like building and assembling my own computer or CPU.”

William Sinclair was stunned to hear that. His father was right that Dax’s hobby differed from that of another child his age.

‘How old is he now?’ William Sinclair tried to count Dax’s age.

It didn’t take long; William gasped in shock, realizing his grandson was only a few months away from his fifth birthday. And he was already interested in building his own computer. He is indeed a genius.

Dax continued his sentence. “Grandpa, even though I don’t like playing with Lego anymore, that doesn’t mean I don’t like it at all. Thanks again for the gift. I can put it together later…” His words were enough to make William feel relieved.

“Hahaha, I’m delighted to hear that, little man…” William Sinclair felt happy. Then, he took something from his pocket and handed it to Dax. “This is my other gift for you. Take it,” he said, placing it in Dax’s chubby hand.

“A card?” Dax looked at the card in his hand, frowning. He had never seen that card before; he only recognized the logo—it was his father’s company, and the card was a trading card allowing the holder to trade stocks.

Tristan and Lewis Sinclair, who saw the card, suddenly sat up straight.

“Father, you set up a trading account on the stock market for my son!?” Tristan asked, not believing what he was seeing.

Tristan had not yet created a trading account for Dax. He was only starting to teach him the basics of stock investment and the importance of buying and holding stocks for the long term.

Despite his son’s interest in trading, Tristan had only recently permitted him to experiment with dummy money using stock market trading apps.

William frowned upon hearing Tristan’s question.

When Tristan didn’t get an answer from his father, he could only smile bitterly. However, his smile slowly faded when something crossed his mind.

‘My father can’t make a trading account for Dax… he is not Dax’s legal guardian.’ He murmured under his breath.

Tristan felt relieved to realize that. Just as he was about to say something, his words stopped at the tip of his tongue when he heard his Grandpa speak.

“William Sinclair, you are so unbelievable,” Lewis’s high voice clearly showed his anger and disappointment toward his son.

He narrowed his eyes at William before venting his anger, “Daxton is not yet five, and you have already thrown him into the business field! You have to remember, my little Dax only needs to learn physical strength and discipline. Wait until he grows up enough to learn that field.”

Lewis Sinclair was concerned that his son had the ambition to make Dax just like Tristan when he was young. If William does that again, then he is indeed stupid.

Still clearly in Lewis’s mind, Tristan started to hate his father. He drifted away from his parents when he was exhausted from learning to become Sinclair’s heir from a young age. Now, looking at William’s gesture, he felt deja vu.

Sighing deeply, exhausted from thinking about his foolish son, Lewis Sinclair turned his gaze away from William and looked at Dax. He wanted to know what the little boy thought about that card; he must have been confused and scared hearing their conversation.

However, Lewis Sinclair was surprised to see how calm Dax was now, and his eyes beamed as he looked at the card.

‘Did he understand it?’ Lewis Sinclair wondered. Before he could ask, William suddenly laughed, confusing everyone, including Dax.