Chapter 967

Daniel sat at the breakfast table, delicately sipping his milk like a little gentleman.

“Morning, Mommy.” Daniel greeted Brittany with a cheery smile.

“Morning, sweetie.”

Brittany planted a kiss on her son’s cheek before turning to Charles. “Still feeling rough?”

Charles, still a bit dizzy, asked, “Is this your son?”

“Daniel, say hi to Uncle Charles.”

“No, call me by my name.” Charles waved the hand dismissively. “Does your kid have, like, a brain problem or something?”

Brittany frowned slightly.

“He’s been up since dawn working on math, and they’re tough ones.”

Brittany had initially thought Charles was alluding to a more serious issue, but was this it? “He really enjoys math.”

“People actually enjoy that stuff?” Charles questioned his life choices. “And he’s a whiz at Go too. Did you teach him that?”

used to play, and I picked it up from playing with

dramatic groan and collapsed

really just a

his nose playfully. “Hurry up and eat. The school bus will

kissed Brittany goodbye. “See

“See you next time, Charles.”

eyes in defeat.

bolted upright as if resurrected. “Brittany, please

“Six.”

ladled some oatmeal into a bowl for Charles. “Here,

looked like she’d seen a ghost. After a few spoonfuls, she couldn’t take it anymore. She caught a whiff of her own scent almost

have someone bring

needing to head off to work, she arranged

took a shower, then closed the door behind and left the Bay

to the Clinton residence, Charles was greeted by the familiar sound of her father’s fury and her mother’s tears. This chaos had been a part of her life since childhood- a father obsessed

to catch

time, Doris knocked on her door, eyes red.

door

“Charles, how can you, as a

a man.” Charles scoffed.

only now remembering her daughter’s

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