Babel Novel
Chapter 471
Selina quickly added with emphasis, "That spot's to be shared with me."
Betty indeed adored them. Compared to her gentle and serene birth mother, these two godmothers felt more like peers.
In the backyard of the villa, a common sight was Joy driving an electric mini train, with three carriages trailing behind. Betty and a cat sat in the middle carriage, with Selina at the back. The trio, plus a cat, would chug around the yard, their laughter startling birds perched on tree branches.
Betty's nanny once said, "Every time Ms. Campbell and Ms. Turner visit, it's like an entire battalion has arrived."
Time flowed like a river, and before long, Betty learned to walk and talk.
Curtis often took her for walks around Harvard Medical School, and over time, Leanne's classmates and professors all knew she had a tall, handsome husband and an adorably smart daughter.
With Curtis' eloquence and hands-on teaching, Betty's verbal skills far surpassed those of her peers.
She inherited the best of both Curtis and Leanne, not to mention their intelligence. She was extremely bright.
She knew to serve water to both her godmothers, Joy and Selina, ensuring she kissed each one equally, to avoid showing favoritism.
She was aware of her father's indulgence; a little coaxing would usually get her what she wanted. However, she also knew that the real authority was her mother. If her mother said no, then even Dad's spoiling would be in vain.
She was puzzled by family titles, like why everyone called her "baby," but her dad also called her mom "baby."
By the end of the year, Curtis went abroad to attend the ElitePinnacle annual meeting.
In Emberland, winter meant darkness fell by four or five in the afternoon, and December's heavy snowfalls dramatically dropped temperatures. Emberland was buried under snow, flights were grounded, and Curtis returned home ten days later than planned.
When he arrived, it was deep into the night, bringing a chill with him.
At the doorstep, he shed his black coat and snow-dusted shoes, then quietly ascended the stairs to the master bedroom.
The house was silent, save for the peaceful sleeping figures of his wife and daughter in bed.
The soft, orange glow in the bedroom served as his beacon of home.
Curtis paused at the door, watching, until Leanne stirred awake.
"You're back?"
He approached the bed, leaned down, and kissed her deeply, their lips meeting in a longing embrace, careful not to wake their sleeping daughter.
Curtis whispered, caressing her ear, "Did you miss me, baby?"
Betty suddenly sat up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and said, "I miss Daddy so much."
Curtis chuckled, smoothing her
tousled hair, "I wasn't asking
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Betty, puzzled, "Aren't I Daddy's baby?"
Curtis explained, "You're Mommy's baby, and Mommy is Daddy's 'baby'." Betty, still confused, asked, "So, did Mommy come from Daddy's tummy?"
Leanne was at a loss for words, looking to Curtis for an explanation.
Curtis, unfazed and smiling, answered, "Mommy came from Daddy's heart."
"Cheesy," Leanne muttered under her breath.
From then on, Betty remembered that whenever her dad called "baby," he meant her mom.
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Curtis shared, "Betty signifies an oath."
Connecting the dots, her eyes sparkled, "Am I an oath then?"
Curtis hugged her close, "You are an oath Daddy made to Mommy."