Chapter 199 Her Lackey
Gwen raised her glass. “Cam, we’ve probably spoiled Xander rotten his whole life. He can be pretty stubborn and bossy sometimes. I hope you can forgive all the stupid stuff he’s done before.”
Cameron quickly stood up. “It’s not like that at all, Mrs. Murphy. Xander’s actually a decent guy.”
‘Just sometimes in need of a good punch to the face, Cameron thought.
Xander nodded with satisfaction. “Look at that, you finally said something nice, litfie punk,”
Cameron could only roll her eyes.
“You should hang out with Cam more,” Logan told Xander. “And ditch those losers you’ve been calling friends.”
Xander was obsessed with motorcycles and had joined a group of bike enthusiasts. When he wasn’t in school, he was out racing around on his ridiculously expensive bike.
Logan and Gwen worried not just about his safety, but also about the crowd he was running with.
Cameron, on the other hand, looked clean–cut and good–looking. After chatting with him for a bit, they got a really good impression. Plus, she was smart as hell and could help Xander with his schoolwork.
Even someone as tough to please as William couldn’t stop singing Cameron’s praises.
That was the kind of friend Xander needed, someone who could help him become a better version of himself.
“What’s wrong with my old friends?” Xander protested. “They’re great people.”
Logan raised an eyebrow. “As great as Cameron?”
Xander’s mouth opened and closed. One simple question, and he was completely shut down.
Gwen rarely saw her spoiled son looking so thoroughly put in his place. She couldn’t help but laugh. “Cam, don’t mind them. These two are always going at it. You must be starving. Try some of these dishes.”
Gwen then placed several plates in front of Cameron.
“Thanks, Mrs. Murphy,” Cameron said politely.
“Such good manners,” Gwen said with a warm smile. “If only Xander had half your sense.”
“Mom!” Xander groaned. “Why can’t you compliment someone without dragging me in the process?”
“Because I feel like it,” Gwen replied simply.
Xander threw his hands up in defeat.
“Cam,” Logan chimed in, “make yourself at home. If you need anything, just say the word. No need to be formal with us.” Cameron nodded. “Thanks, Mr. Logan Murphy.”
Xander rolled his eyes. “Look at you two grinning like that. I swear, I don’t know who’s the actual son here, me or Cameron.” Logan set down his fork with dramatic seriousness. “You know what? You’re right. Starting today, I’m making Cam my godson.”
Cameron’s head snapped up. “Wait, what?”
Logan was glaring at Xander with exaggerated sternness.
“Are you for real right now?” Xander asked, his face scrunched in confusion. He turned to Cameron. “Hey, when’s your birthday? I’m eighteen and three months. How about you?”
Cameron couldn’t believe this was happening. ‘Seriously? That’s his concern? Shouldn’t he be objecting to this whole godson thing? Why is he suddenly fixated on my age?‘ she thought.
“Cam, how old are you?” Gwen asked with a warm smile.
“I just turned eighteen not too long ago,” Cameron replied.
“Yes!” Xander pumped his fist. “You’re younger than me. That means I’m your big brother now.”
Cameron stared at him in disbelief. ‘Is this guy missing a few brain cells? He’s actually excited about being my brother?‘ she thought.
“Son,” Logan said, “you should take some lessons from your little brother from now on.”
Xander made a face. “Yeah, whatever, Dad.”
Successfully unlocked!
Cameron just sat there, utterly speechless. ‘What? Since when am I Xander’s brother?‘ she thought.
Cameron set down her utensils and looked straight at them. “Mr. and Mrs. Murphy, you can’t be serious right now.”
Logan shook his head. “No, Cam, we’re dead serious. We want to make you our godson. What do you think?”
