Michael had told Old Master Fletcher beforehand that he wanted to put Nathan through the mill, to which Old Master Fletcher gladly agreed.

So, Nathan was dragged out of bed at 6 a.m. every morning to undergo military training these days. After the military training was over, he would start doing homework; he wasn’t allowed to go home until he had finished doing 100 volumes of those workbooks.

Not only that, but Gary and Joel were supervising him.

While the Fletcher Family’s other children were still playing with toys, he was forced into doing homework and undergoing military training together with the troops.

Thus, Sophia comforted him, saying, “Alright, good boy. I’m home. Your dad is still in a fit of anger. Just undergo your training in the military compound. Your Dad will definitely pick you home right away once he cools off.”

Nathan was still crying as he was unable to speak, looking teary-eyed like a poor and innocent child abandoned by the world, but only he knew whether he was truly innocent.

Suddenly, Sophia’s cell phone rang. She looked at her phone screen and was surprised to see that the call was from ‘Jerk.’

In other words, this call was from Michael.

So Michael called her right after Nathan came back? This couldn’t have been a coincidence!

Sophia braced herself and answered the phone. The instant the call was put through, Michael’s threatening voice could be heard over the phone, saying, “I have told the chefs in the kitchen to prepare a delicious meal. Tell that unfilial son to finish eating within an hour and get lost.”

 

After that, he hung up the phone.

Sophia felt chills running down her spine, whereas Nathan, who had also heard Michael’s voice, burst out crying again.

 

Not even the worst father would treat his son like this. But on second thought, I’m not even his biological son! he thought to himself.

Resigning himself to his fate, Nathan immediately gobbled down his food as soon as they were served on the dining table. He could hardly enjoy a delicious meal in the military compound, where the only food available was quick and simple meals prepared by the canteen.

Not only that, but the daily schedule of life in the military compound was also in complete accordance with that of the army, which was utterly inhumane!

While Nathan was gobbling his meal, Old Master Fletcher called Sophia again.

He had called Sophia many times these days, almost always with the same purpose.

with another creative way to pump her

hasn’t he? Why don’t you come over with Nate and have fun at my place later?

a little too much of it, so your grandfather and I can’t finish it ourselves. Why don’t you bring that little boyfriend of yours over

after going back to the Fletcher Residence last time, Claude told Old Master Fletcher that

time to time to urge

recently, so he can’t

Master Fletcher asked, “What’s

so she replied, “He’s been overseas on a business trip these days, so he’s very

Master Fletcher stopped questioning

finished his meal, Nathan looked tearful as Sophia held his hand and led him

good boy,” said Sophia as she tried to comfort him. Then, seeing the orange cat sleeping lazily on the sofa while keeping itself cool

went to pick up

big and fleshy body kept struggling in her arms with surprisingly enormous strength until it smacked her face twice with its paws. Then, it ran

well and having a good time in

ran away without

her face as she watched

unwilling to keep him company, Nathan burst out

to keep you company, I’ll keep you company instead. I’ll go

Nathan reluctantly

compound. As soon as they arrived, Nathan was taken to somewhere else to do

the entire afternoon drinking

then. Meanwhile, Stanley’s ragdoll

I’ll be giving this cat to you

Well, it’s good to have Chrysanthemum mated. I’m rich, so I can afford

the cats have formed pairs, it’s time for the owner to

was giving her a cat as a present, he would take the opportunity to remind her to bring her little boyfriend over

before leaving immediately with the orange cat

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