Chapter 270: Chapter 270: The Child of the Thompson Family is Quite Bold
Before arriving, he had the amusement park evacuate the visitors, and set aside staff to help him watch the kids.
There were too many places in the amusement park and too many kids for Jordan Thompson to keep track of by himself.
Not that they ever required anyone to worry about them.
But to avoid mischievous minds plotting accidents, Jordan had to take measures.
After all, these little ones were the bloodline of the Thompson family.
Well... including the adopted ones.
BK had influence in Ashton, but that couldn’t help but attract some ill-intentioned people.
The bustling amusement park was now desolate, leaving only the staff. It was clear this was Jordan’s doing.
In order not to contradict their initial intention of visiting the amusement park, the kids reluctantly chose a few rides.
The staff melted when they saw the kids.
How could they all be so adorable?
So stunning at such a tender age, what would they be like when they grow up?
They would undoubtedly be the heartthrobs of many.
"Young masters and misses, what would you like to play?" Staff asked with a warm smile, gently bending over to hear their reply.
Things like merry-go-rounds were too juvenile and were instantly passed over.
Roller coasters and the like were too dangerous, Uncle Cyrus surely wouldn’t allow it.
After some contemplation, with the limited variety of rides left, the kids picked a few with a slight disdain.
What they chose was not very risky, but somewhat thrilling.
The staff was amazed, after all, these kids were four years old.
"This could be a little scary, are you sure you’re not afraid?
The staff tried to coax them into choosing the least favorite merry-go-round.
Hank Thompson looked at the ride operator slightly annoyed, was she still treating them like three-year-olds?
They were already four!
"It’s fine; let them play whatever they want. Thompson kids are brave."
Jordan stepped in to ease the tension, saving the staff from an uncomfortable situation.
Having said that, Jordan shot a warning glance at the little mischief-makers.
They needed to tone down their enthusiasm and not intimidate the operator.
Perhaps the kids were guilty of hiding something from the adults and felt nervous, which is why Jordan’s stern gaze was effective.
This was a pleasant surprise even for Jordan.
With Jordan’s mediation, the staff’s face returned to normal.
She hadn’t anticipated the kids being so assertive.
The staff accompanied the kids to the ride they picked and played with them.
Throughout, the kids were calm and showed no signs of fear.
On the other hand, the staff felt faint, her face pale, and could only admire these children.
Jordan, witnessing the scene, sighed in exasperation. This always happened, there was never an exception.
He took long drags from his cigarette, and after crushing it into the ashtray, he approached them.
"Is there anything else you would like to play?" Jordan crouched down to ask their opinions.
The children seemed disinterested in the childish rides.
Their mature mentality made them forget that they were still children who should be having fun.
"Uncle Cyrus, can we go home? We’ve had enough play."
Just as the others were contemplating how to reject him, Cyrus Thompson spoke up.
This place was too dull and uninspiring for them, they would rather go home and fiddle with their own things.