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?”

picked it up from

out a dramatic groan

really just a kid?

smart and pinched his nose playfully. “Hurry up and

Daniel kissed Brittany goodbye. “See you tonight,

“See you next time, Charles.”

closed the eyes

gone, Charles bolted upright as if resurrected. “Brittany, please

“Six.”

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

After a few spoonfuls, she couldn’t take it anymore. She caught a whiff of her own scent almost sour, and wrinkled her nose in disgust. “I need a

someone bring you some clothes.”

she arranged

the villa, Charles took a shower, then closed the door

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 with having a son, a mother weakened by repeated childbirth, and

and managed to catch a bit more

time, Doris knocked on her door, eyes red. “Charles,

door frame. “At a

as a young lady, go to such places?”

I’m a man.”

only now remembering

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