I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Terrence wanted to wait until Reginald left and Little Lucky was alone before making his move. However, he never got the chance. Little Lucky only wanted Reginald and refused anyone else, so Reginald had to take her everywhere. Despite being unable to speak, Little Lucky was very responsive. No matter what Reginald did, she would get excited, clapping her little hands and laughing. If she could talk, she would probably shower Reginald with praises and completely captivate him.

To ensure her survival, Little Lucky excelled at being adorable. As a few-month-old baby, her actions were natural and without any pretense, making her even more endearing. Reginald was utterly captivated by her. If Terrence knew his daughter was charming Reginald daily, leaving him no opportunity, he would probably sigh deeply.

Upstairs, Little Lucky had just finished her formula and was burping. The sound startled her, and her innocent reaction delighted Reginald. “Rowan, you really are a bundle of joy,” he laughed heartily. Little Lucky laughed along without knowing why Reginald was laughing. Her smile was adorable and beautiful.

Reginald’s mood improved even more. “Rowan, say ‘grandpa,’ grandpa…” He taught her slowly, one word at a time. Little Lucky listened intently, her expressions amusingly serious. Reginald repeated the word again, but Little Lucky suddenly responded with “Eh.”

Reginald was momentarily speechless. It seemed like she was calling him “grandpa” instead. Assassin Rose nearby almost couldn’t hold back her laughter; it was only due to her training that she didn’t laugh out loud.

Unfazed, Reginald tried again. “Rowan, say ‘grandpa,’ grandpa…”

“Eh,” Little Lucky responded again and then giggled at herself, showing her gums in a wide smile.

Reginald gave up teaching for now. Little Lucky seemed unsatisfied; she raised her small hands, signaling for Reginald to continue playing. She thought it was a fun game.

“Rowan, it’s time to sleep,” Reginald said wearily. Taking care of a baby was exhausting for someone over fifty years old who had to wake up at night to feed and change diapers. This wasn’t just holding a hostage; it felt like caring for a precious treasure.

Little Lucky’s smile had that much charm. She refused to sleep and wanted to keep playing like any other child. Meredith had suffered through sleepless nights before; now it was Reginald’s turn.

Little Lucky slept during the day and stayed awake at night, disrupting Reginald’s schedule as well. That night, he stayed up until past two in the morning before she finally fell asleep.

Once she was asleep, Reginald stretched his aching back and sat down beside her. Strangely enough, looking at the adorable Little Lucky made him feel that the exhaustion was worth it.

Reginald felt like he was losing his mind. Normally, if this were a standard assassin training scenario, Little Lucky would have been sedated long ago. But Reginald hadn’t done that yet; he felt reluctant because once sedated, her lifespan would be shortened.

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The next day, while Little Lucky was still asleep, Reginald planned to visit his old family home. But before he could leave, she woke up and started crying.

So once again, Reginald had to take her along with four or five Celestial Alliance assassins as they left together. Now posing as a company boss with the assassins as bodyguards, they headed out.

Assassin Rose carried essential items like bottles, diapers, clothes, and a stroller-everything necessary for going out with a baby. She wasn’t just an assassin anymore; she was practically Little Lucky’s nanny.

As soon as Reginald stepped out of the door, Terrence knew about it from his hotel room using binoculars to watch the entrance of their building. Seeing Reginald carrying Little Lucky into the car made Terrence’s heart tighten at the sight of his daughter.