Audrey felt sweat break out on her forehead. 'Why did Mikhail have no filter?!' She thought anxiously, she slowly turned to Lake and saw him staring intently at Mikhail.
'Oh no, please, don't feel anything,' Audrey muttered within her.
Lake had gone mute the moment the boy spoke; he started to quietly observe the boy.
He tried to see the similarities on the boy's face, but the moment he wanted to target a particular feature, his head just made him start afresh. All he knew was that Mikhail was a handsome boy with the beautiful eyes of his mother.
Leon, on the other hand, didn't even care to look; he was scared he might see the resemblance if he went looking.
"Don't say such things, Mikhail; you might offend the visitor," Leon came over and lifted Mikhail, carrying him away from Lake's View.
"But, Papa, that's true, I do look like him," Mikhail whispered sadly.