Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 74 Oliver Barton

Chapter 74 Oliver Barton

"I don't think your home is safe, so I'd better take Nancy to leave."

Ivan pulled Nancy up from her stool. Ivan was not widely experienced, but he knew if a mistress and children of the first wife lived together, they would not have a peaceful life. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Oliver glanced at Ivan, "You needn't do that. I only live with my grandfather. I kicked my father and his mistress out of this house because they were very annoying."

Ivan was stunned.

Things in Oliver's family didn't develop as Ivan expected.

"Did you throw your dad out of this house?"

Ivan thought it was unbelievable.

Oliver nodded and said calmly. A smile touched the corners of his mouth.

"I'm the successor to the Barton family. My grandfather signed the house over to me. I didn't want my father and his mistress to live here. They were annoying, so I kicked them out of my house."

"Do you think I have gone too far?"

Oliver tilted his head slightly and stared at Nancy and Ivan deeply. Oliver sat bolt upright, and his every move was pleasing to the eye.

But Oliver had an overbearing manner.

Nancy met Oliver's gaze and said tenderly.

"If people I dislike grab my stuff, I will also be angry."

But Nancy was willing to give her stuff to people she liked.

Ivan nodded his agreement and was in no hurry to leave. He was curious about Oliver. To be exact, he was more curious about the gossip related to Oliver.

Ivan looked at Oliver, bursting with curiosity. "Were your father and his mistress willing to leave this house?"

Oliver shook his head, "Of course not."

Oliver didn't think it was a scandal or a big deal. Judging from what Oliver said, Oliver didn't care about his father.

"My grandfather said that this was my house. I can do whatever I want to please myself. My father and his mistress often displeased me when they lived here. So I threw them out of this house. They didn't want to leave, and I asked Donny to frighten them."

Nancy rested her chin in her hands while listening to Oliver and Ivan. She sat on a stool and looked like a fluffy and lovely animal. Oliver suddenly wanted to feed Nancy, just like feeding Donny.

But Nancy was more fragile and adorable than Donny.

Oliver did as he wanted. He picked up an osmanthus pastry and held it to Nancy's lips.

"It's an osmanthus pastry. It's delicious."

Nancy blinked her eyes and bit into the osmanthus pastry that was covered with a layer of sweet- scented osmanthus honey. Then Nancy smiled, her eyes gleaming with delight.

Nancy ate it with relish, which made Oliver want to pinch her chubby face.

Oliver stared at Nancy's rosy cheeks for a few seconds. When Nancy was about to take another bite, Oliver her cheeks with his finger. A glimmer of surprise flashed in Oliver's eyes.

Oliver thought that Nancy's cheeks were soft to the touch.

When Nancy was poked in the cheek, she paused for a moment. Then she continued to eat the osmanthus pastry as if nothing had happened. Because Oliver fed the pastry to Nancy, Nancy passed over his playful poke.

Ivan's eyes widened in surprise. He was displeased to see Oliver poke Nancy's cheeks.

"You don't need to feed Nancy. She can eat it herself!"

"Well," Oliver said briefly and then continued to feed Nancy.

Nancy sat quietly and ate almost everything that was held to her lips. She chewed slowly just like a meek snow-white rabbit.

Ivan was speechless.

Ivan could have stopped Oliver from feeding Nancy, but the way Nancy ate was so cute that Ivan also wanted to feed her. Then Ivan also took a pastry and fed it to Nancy.

Nancy ate it without hesitation. She felt thirsty as she nibbled the pastry. Nancy stared at the teapot. Before Nancy could get her own cup of tea, Oliver slowly poured her a cup of tea with a tantalizing aroma.

Nancy held the steaming tea in both hands and thanked Oliver in a soft voice.

"Thank you, Oliver."

Oliver thought Nancy was well-behaved and cute. He sighed sadly.

Oliver wondered if he really couldn't exchange younger sisters with Ivan. If so, Oliver also wanted to raise Nancy.

This was just what Oliver hoped. But Ivan, who was sitting next to Nancy, would definitely not allow it.

"Oliver."

An old voice came outside the pavilion. Oliver stood up to pull back the bamboo curtain and then a hale and hearty old man in traditional apparel came in.

The old man was surprised to find his grandson Oliver with two young people.

"It's rare to see you have guests." The old man laughed.

The old man was tall and thin with a white beard. He looked benign, and appeared to be candid and jolly when he smiled.

"Mr. Barton."

Ivan stood up to greet Oliver's grandfather respectfully. Ivan had never seen Oliver before, but he did know the old man in front of him.

"Are you from the Carter family? How time flies! You have grown up."

The Carter and Barton families were not far apart, but the old man seldom met Ivan because Ivan attended a boarding school.

"Mr. Barton, thank you for still remembering me. This is my younger cousin, Nancy."

Nancy looked at the old man and also greeted him politely.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Barton."

Nancy thought there must be no problem following Ivan to address the old man as Mr. Barton.

The old man stroked his beard with one hand and nodded at Nancy with a warm smile.

"I haven't seen you before, but you are familiar to me."

After thinking for a while, the old man suddenly asked Nancy, "What's your relationship with Anna Kingsley?"

The old man thought Nancy took after Anna from the Kingsley family. It had been a long time since he met Anna.

"She is my grandmother."

Nancy replied softly. Nancy's mother and grandfather once talked about her grandmother, and she remembered her grandmother's name.

The old man was overjoyed, "I got it. I recalled that Windy married James from the Brook family in L City. After Anna chose to marry your grandfather, your grandfather was often beaten by us."

The old man laughed as he said.

Nancy was surprised.

Ivan was lost for words.

Ivan thought it was not appropriate for the old man to say these in front of Nancy.

"Let's go! It's cold outside. Let's enter the house."

The old man walked up to Nancy to hold her hand, as if Nancy was his granddaughter.

"Your grandfather must have been overjoyed when you were born. He chased after your grandmother in a high-profile way. Your grandmother had two elder brothers and was a beloved daughter in her family. So her two elder brothers were unwilling to see your grandfather chase her in such a high-profile way. They often caused your grandfather a lot of trouble during school days."

The old man was reminiscing about the past, "Your great-uncles and I are good friends, and I also treat your grandmother as my younger sister. So at that time, I did a lot secretly to obstruct your grandfather."

Nancy followed the old man step by step.

"But my grandfather still managed to marry my grandmother. It's amazing."