My Bossy CEO Husband

She was referring to Lyndon and Sheldon.

Tilda nodded, her smile genuine.

“Wow, your son looks just like your husband! The dad’s handsome, and the boy’s quite a looker too!” she continued, her words sincere and flowing easily.

Keanu’s smile stiffened as he looked at Tilda.

He knew something others didn’t.

Sheldon wasn’t Lyndon’s biological son.

But the resemblance was undeniable.

It made sense his employee thought so.

Keanu worried Tilda might feel awkward.

Tilda maintained her composure.

She patted Sheldon’s head gently and remarked, “Many people say so.

”

Keanu gave her a complex look, then his gaze shifted to Lyndon, curious about his reaction.

He guessed that Lyndon would be upset.

After all, he wasn’t the father, and such revelations are hard for many men to accept, especially someone of his renown.

Lyndon glanced at Tilda, expecting her to be embarrassed, but she was surprisingly calm.

He smiled, chose not to pursue the conversation further, and unscrewed the water bottle he was holding.

“Are you thirsty, Tilda? Have some water,” he offered.

Tilda smiled as she licked her dry lips and took the bottle, saying, “Thank you.

”

She took a few sips from it.

Lyndon then turned to Sheldon, who was intently skewering.

Raising his eyebrows, he inquired, “Have you and mom been busy with this for a while?”

“Yes, mom and I are competing to see who’s faster and better.

Dad, do you want to join us?” Sheldon asked, looking up from his task.

Lyndon, smiling, didn’t hesitate.

“Okay, what should I skewer?”

As Tilda drank some water, she suggested, pointing to a pile of sausages, “You can try these.

”

“Sausage? It’s a bit greasy,” Lyndon noted with a Laugh.