Married to my nemesi Chapter 143: Arthur’s fear

Chapter 143: Arthur’s fear

The two won who laid there ears on the door hoping to find out the choice of their grandson imdiately retracted hearing the knob of the door was opened.

And then with a guilty caught, the door opened but then they couldn’t run away from the gazes of Vixen and Arthur.

Looking at the two gentleman and gentle boy, Vixen held Arthur’s hand.

"Grandma Ana, Grandma Phebe, I’m sorry about what I did. I shouldn’t have caused tantrums and destroyed the place. I’m so sorry," he said with an apologetic look as the two won groaned seeing the puppy look of Arthur.

" Oh dear, we’re not angry about what happened, besides, we should have considered your thoughts when we asked that you should get your hair barbered. Grandma Phebe and Grandma Ana are sorry for what we’ve done, so dear don’t be angry at us either, " Phebe said as she crouched pattering him on his head.

" So would you give

a hug so we might forget everything that happened? " A smile ford on his face as his two grandma’s crouched and then they hugged him kissed him on the his two cheeks as Arthur chuckled.

Once they were done, their gaze turned to Vixen who dazed them for a while with a smile on his face.

"So what have you decided son?" Phebe questioned.

"Well both I and Arthur are going to get a haircut, we both are going to give a manly look," he said with a chuckle as Arthur raised his head with a smile.

Phebe and Ana couldn’t help but gaze at each other, they knew Vixen was trying his best to be a good father to Arthur and supposedly because of their ti out together, Vixen must have ended up cancelling all the appointnt he had and as for the Mafia stuff, he sent Mike to deal with those instead.

"So let’s get going, we’ll give your grandma’s a new style to be wowed at," Vixen said as Arthur nodded.

The two grandma’s couldn’t help but smile as they watch Vixen carry Arthur as they walked down the stairs.

Getting to the exit of the house, the car was parked for them.

Since it was going to be a ti out for the two, Vixen decided to drive only while his n follows him disgusted as civilians.

On the way to the place, Vixen glimpsed at Arthur’s view since he was seated in front of the passenger’s seat with the belt around him.

Arthur had a smile as he stared at the view of the city.

"Daddy, can you help open the window?"

Arthur said in a childish voice as Vixen smiled and then obliged to his son request.

Arthur smiled as the breeze of the drive showered on him.

"It seems you’re enjoying yourself, you know what, I have sothing special for you to use."

Arthur turned with an anticipating gaze.

"What’s it, Daddy?"

Vixen pulled the drawer and then handed him a shades.

"Take this, you’ll look cool in this."

"Really?" Vixen nodded.

Arthur tried on the shades and then turned to him.

"Daddy, how does this look on ?" Vixen gave a thumbs up gesture after giving a glance at him.

They arrived at their salon, Vixen ca out of the car and then opened the door for Arthur who had excitent written all over his face.

They entered and just as the shop keeper saw Vixen she recognized that Vixen was one of the Very Vip mbers of hers.

She imdiately asked her workers to lead Vixen to his room.

Taking Arthur along the won eyed the child with a bit of welcoming gaze.

Well it was an approach to make the child friendly with them and then they could have a father like Vixen but Arthur had a deadpan expression to their approach after all the reasons for their approach was because of his father and he didn’t like any of the won.

Despite Vixen was still young in his late twenties, he looked nothing like a father.

Still handso and we’ll he had grown so beards but that only made him attractive likewise.

If not because the young child took so features I’d his father which made him look like he was his father’s son and so feature that would probably be like his mother’s so would have thought the child was his nephew.

"Sir, we’ll have to take your son to another room," One of the won said but then Vixen had a sad eyes as he turned to his father.

His father promised to be with him while he does his hair cut.

When Vixen saw his gaze he imdiately rejected the offer.

"We’ll use the sa room," rember when Vixen cancelled all his appointnt and had to give it to Mike.

Well Mike found their location and asked for so of his n to relay a ssage to Vixen on so things.

Arthur had a bright smile once again and then they walked into the room, it was specially designed, a mirror in front of their seats as magazines were placed on the table.

Since Arthur was very young to see the magazine, the won removed it.

"Co let’s go sit," Vixen said as he directed Arthur to his seat. Noticing that Vixen’s n were already seated on the other seats, Vixen took a seat beside his n and then Arthur was beside him.

"Arthur, I brought you sothing else for you to enjoy."

"What’s it father?" Arthur questioned and then the worker brought out a ear pods and a tablet for Arthur to play gas on.

"It gas every ga you want to play," Arthur had a smile on as he collected the tools from his father happily.

He wore the ear pods and then began to play gas while Vixen discussed with his n getting their hairs barbered.

"So what is the information about?" Vixen questioned as he stared at the mirror watching the barber workers style Arthur’s hair.

"Sir, there is a new enemy of us, they claim that we crashed into their products. Mike said we should inform you that the daughter is planning on taking revenge and so she got so of our shares in her hands."

"Really, a woman?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Why don’t you try negotiating with her."

"Sir, the product were taking about worths billions and apparently, our ship that got capsized last month got capsized with hers."

" Maybe they we just have to negotiate with her, I could speak with her instead."

" As Mike tried talking with her? "

" He tried to but for so reasons he was unable to get to her."

" Okay then, I’ll try what I can do about this. "

" Yes, Sir, " the barber was done with his n’s hair and then they stopped.

It took hours for Arthur’s hair to be done, coming out of the salon, he had a new fresh style, barbered into a low cut.

Vixen knew Arthur’s hair had a lot of hair growth and would grow within two months back to it’s long length so they had to plait his hair with so attachnts.

Coming out of the place, both him and his father looked amazing.

So would think that Arthur was so spoilt brat with his gaze if only they knew that his father gave him the taste of wealth.

Giving a dark aura, they walked out of the salon pocketing their hands.

They looked sexy and hot at the sa ti.

No lie it caused a billion to look good, the gazes of won landed on both n adoring the gaze of the father mostly and then the young child who looked adorable and handso at the sa ti.

Vixen pressed the button of the sport car as they walked towards it and then the door opened.

Arthur entered the car then his father.

Won around couldn’t help but squeak at the handso gods that crossed by.

It was unsure if they were n or gods.

Vixen didn’t need to help Arthur do his seatbelt as he got it done.

While they drove, Arthur’s stomach rumbled as he turned to his father who heard the sound of his son.

"You’re hungry?" Vixen questioned as Arthur nodded like a kid who was caught doing sothing wrong.

Vixen couldn’t help but chuckle.

"Okay, let’s get you that lunch of yours. What do you want?"

Arthur looked through the window and there he discovered that there was a ice cream shop from where they were.

"What about ice cream, Daddy?"

Vixen stopped turning to the direction Arthur pointed.

"Okay then, ice cream it is."

He said as he removed his seatbelt followed by Arthur as they got down the car.

Walking towards the shop, Vixen held his hand.

They walked into the shop as asked Arthur to take a seat near the vendor area since it was sunny staying under the truck.

Arthur walked over there when all of a sudden, so hefty guys who looked like they were in there teens walked up to him.

"And look at who we have here," one of this three guys adoring the neck chain that was around Arthur’s neck.

It looked expensive though it looked simple and then his wristwatch, sothing to fetch big money.

Out of panic, Arthur shook trendously.

"Mummy," Arthur stamred in fear as the guys walked towards him to take what they wanted to steal.