True-Making History

"Arthur?"

Seeing William constantly mention her youngest son, Halsey rose and came to his side. Crossing her arms, she teased him with a smile:

"William, I've noticed that ever since you came to this universe, you've become exceptionally dependent on that child Arthur. Tsk, tsk~"

"Ah... It can't be helped." William's face was filled with undisguisable pride as he praised him. "Arthur has countless clever ideas, and he knows Marvel far better than I do. Of course, I had to make him my advisor.

Right now, I've asked him to persuade Captain America, Black Widow, and the others who have already signed the Confidentiality Agreement. I hope that child can get rid of these Avengers' discontent.

Speaking of which..." His expression suddenly changed.

"That brat even asked me to pay him a salary. Damn it, the pocket money I give him would be enough to build several Phoenix-class Aircraft Carriers, yet he still had the nerve to ask me for wages. He's still such a childish brat."

"'Damn it'?" Halsey froze, then pretended to grow angry. "Who are you cursing at? His mother is me, isn't she?!"

"Uh..." William hurriedly turned toward Halsey and waved his hands. "It just slipped out! It was only a slip of the tongue. Please don't get angry... darling..."

"Hmph." Halsey also gave a fake cold snort, seemingly letting William off the hook.

In truth, William wasn't afraid of his wife. He simply believed that marital harmony depended on how a husband and wife interacted with each other.

When he and Halsey faced outsiders together, Halsey gave him more than enough respect. If he said one, she would never say two.

But in private, William became somewhat "afraid of his wife," and the couple often played around with each other.

Just like now.

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