The news of Young Mrs. Brooks’s safe delivery spread quickly. The group of anxious men who had been pacing restlessly in the main hall could no longer wait and rushed inside. Leading the way was a man nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a square face and straight, sword-like eyebrows—just from his appearance, it was clear he was someone of high status and authority! Yet now, all the dignity and nobility that should have surrounded this man were replaced by urgency, pain, and deep affection. As soon as he entered the delivery room, he rushed straight to the young mother’s bedside, completely ignoring everyone else, and called out anxiously, “Olivia, are you alright, Olivia?”

Wrapped tightly in swaddling clothes, William Brooks slowly woke up. Fresh air rushed into his nose and mouth, making his nostrils itch, and he couldn’t help but let out a big sneeze. Immediately, a voice laughed and scolded, “This little guy, nothing happens when others hold him, but as soon as Old Man picks him up, he sprays Old Man’s face with spit and snot! Hahaha…” The voice was not angry at all; instead, it was full of pride and boasting, as well as immense satisfaction and comfort! It was as if being covered in his grandson’s spit and snot was something to be proud of and honored by.

Just hearing this voice, William Brooks could already picture in his mind an old man with a face covered in his own spit and snot, grinning from ear to ear. And William Brooks could guarantee, there would be absolutely no mistake.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw right in front of him an old face, with faint wrinkles at the hairline and corners of the eyes, and graying hair. At this moment, the old man was smiling so widely that his eyes were nearly invisible, and the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears…

It was exactly the same as the image he had imagined in his mind, grinning like a fool! William Brooks felt a wave of disdain in his heart and couldn’t help but show a smile on his face.

“Wahaha… Look, look, he’s smiling! Old Man’s grandson is smiling! Hahaha, worthy of being Old Man’s grandson—he smiles as soon as he sees his grandpa… Wahahaha…” The old man laughed again, spraying saliva everywhere. Most of it landed on William Brooks’s face, leaving William Brooks speechless: Fine, laugh if you want, but do you have to make it rain for free?

William Brooks almost burst out laughing. He thought to himself, I’m not smiling because I’m happy to see you, but because your smile is exactly as I imagined—so… sleazy, my grandfather in this world.

“You old fool, going crazy again! What if your loud voice scares my grandson? Oh, you clumsy oaf, is that how you hold a baby? Give him to me, give him to me, quickly; there, good boy, let grandma hold you. Hehehe, look how handsome my grandson is—this little nose, these little eyes, he looks just like his father…” A kindly old lady nearby snatched William Brooks away and held him in her arms like a precious treasure.

“No way, no way! Auntie, why is this baby’s skin all wrinkled? He looks like a little old man. I don’t see how he looks like Big Brother at all…” came a voice that sounded extremely annoying.

But it seemed this voice didn’t finish, as a loud smack was heard, followed by a cry of pain. The old lady’s voice scolded, “Get lost, you little monkey! Can’t you say something nice?”

“Fourth Brother is right, Auntie. Oh my, Auntie, look, why is this little guy’s head so flat and long? He looks so ugly…” said a young girl’s voice, with a hint of playful innocence.

“Sigh, sigh, sigh, what do you know, girl? Look, just look at this nose, these eyebrows, these eyes—tsk tsk tsk… He’s practically been peeled right off your Big Brother’s face. Old man, am I right or not?”

From the bottom of his heart, William Brooks truly felt his grandmother was being a bit unreasonable. He had just been born, and had even used the Bone-Shrinking Technique to forcibly stretch his head long. If anyone could really see his father’s features in his face now, that would be truly unbelievable!

“Mm, mm, mm, not bad, not bad! This child looks exactly like his father, James Brooks. You can tell at a glance they’re father and son. Old Man doesn’t even need to look closely to know—this is definitely a child of the The Old Brooks Family! Wahahaha…” As soon as he finished, his grandmother spat in response, then began rocking him gently in her arms, humming a soft rhythm.

Impressive! These two old folks are really something! They could see so many similarities to their son in the face of a newborn whose features haven’t even fully formed yet… Truly… impressive…

Next, countless dark heads appeared one after another in front of William Brooks’s eyes, each person examining him as if he were a rare treasure, circling around like a revolving lantern.

“Ah, the young master is really handsome…” someone babbled.

“Yes, yes, look at those eyes, so spirited.” Another chimed in.

“Look at those little hands, so strong! He’ll definitely grow up to be a great general!” Yet another one flattered wildly.

“No way! Look at his eyes, they’re full of wisdom. The young master will definitely be a great scholar when he grows up—at the very least, a prime minister…” This one was even more outrageous. I still have my eyes closed, and she can already see they’re full of wisdom…

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