Chapter 175: After Pampering the Ex-Wife, Pampering the Son

"Hiss..." Christopher Hart flinched, almost swinging his arm into the child in pain.

The little guy reacted swiftly, dodging backward; Christopher, fearful the child would fall, instinctively reached out to grab him, but Noah avoided his touch, glaring at him with hatred in his eyes.

"Let go of my mom!"

Seeing that the child didn't fall, Christopher withdrew his hand and glanced at his own "wound."

The little tyke had quite the bite; a row of neat teeth marks covered his palm, turning a ghastly shade of purple, and it still throbbed sharply.

His face darkened with a warning, "If your mom isn't teaching you well, I certainly won't spoil you. I'll be sure to give you a proper discipline in the future—"

He was cut off midway as he turned back, his gaze landing on another little guy, "—and you too!"

Ethan, dumbfounded, shivered when Christopher's gaze swept over him, thinking to himself that it was his brother who had bitten him, so why was he involved!