I Transmigrated as the Antagonists' Mother!

While they were shopping, Leon's absent-mindedness was finally noticed by Vivian.

Vivian looked at the dazed Leon and asked curiously, " "Leon, what are you thinking about?"

Leon snapped back to his senses and looked at Vivian. "I'm not thinking about anything."

Vivian felt that Leon was hiding something from her. She touched his head and asked with concern, "Is there something on your mind?"

"No," Leon replied with a smile, "I just suddenly wanted to buy a book. I saw it at the bookstore yesterday but didn't buy it. Now I want to read it."

"If you want to buy something, just buy it," Vivian suggested. "I'll go with you after we're done."

An idea came to Leon's mind. "Mom, you do your thing. I can go by myself. The bookstore isn't far from the hotel. I'll go back directly after I buy the books."

Vivian also felt that it was faster to split up. She did not know how long she would have to pick the presents. I"'ll let Tom follow you."

Tom was the other male bodyguard who had followed them today.

This matter was to be kept a secret from Vivian, so how could he let Tom follow him? "No need. I'll take a taxi to the bookstore and then go back to the hotel. I won't go anywhere else. Mom, let me exercise a little. I'm a boy."

When Vivian heard this, she was silent for a moment. She thought that, after all, Leon was the villain who lived to the end in the book. He was intelligent and quick-witted, so it wouldn't be his turn if anything happened to anyone. Besides, boys did need to exercise. In addition, Leon had gone to the bookstore alone yesterday, so she agreed.

However, the old mother's nagging was still a must. Vivian reminded, "Remember to take a proper taxi. Call me if you need anything. Don't worry about anything when you're in danger and run."

Leon nodded obediently. After leaving Vivian's line of sight, he took a taxi to the street where Simon lived.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived. Leon didn't know if Simon was at home, so he sneaked into the house and peeked through the window. When he realized there was no one in the house, he started to walk around.

In the end, he found only a dog hole next to the house door. Leon gestured and found that this hole was just right for him to enter.

Without any hesitation, Leon climbed in. Simon hated furry animals the most, so Leon wasn't worried he would be bitten by a dog that suddenly appeared after entering.

Leon entered the door smoothly. The first thing he saw was the living room. A wooden staircase to the right separated the living room from the dining room and kitchen.

Leon went straight to the kitchen and opened the cupboard, starting to rummage through the silver-white jar.

Soon, he saw the familiar brand and was overjoyed. "This devil is still taking Albumen Powder!"

He took out a paper bag from his pocket. Inside it was the rat poison he had prepared in advance. The pill had been crushed into powder by Leon.

After he poured the medicine into the protein powder, he gently stirred the surface with a small spoon to mix the two powders evenly. He also had to make sure that the amount just now could be scooped up again.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" a round of applause sounded in the distance.

Leon was shocked by the sudden noise. He raised his head abruptly and found Simon standing at the stairs.

Simon lit up a cigarette by the stairs and took a slow puff. He said with an expression of admiration, "You want to poison your father? As expected of my son, he's as ruthless as I am and someone who can do great things!"

Yesterday, Leon had only followed him from a distance. Today, when he saw Simon face to face, he was so nervous that his face turned pale, and his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground.

Simon slowly approached the kitchen, his tall figure getting closer and closer to Leon.

Simon looked at Leon with a gentle smile. "You think you hid well yesterday? Although your face has changed a little since you were a child, I'm still your father. How can I not recognize you?"

"Speaking of which, it's been a few years since we, father and son met, right? But it's been proven that even time can't stop us from being blood-related. Not only do I recognize you, but I also know you well. Today, Dad didn't go anywhere just to welcome you, my little Leon!"

When Leon heard this form of address that he hadn't heard for a long time, his body trembled unconsciously, and a layer of fine beads of sweat formed on his forehead.