Chapter 1181
Mommy already said that she didn’t want to leave. Couldn't he hear her?!
Julian stared at Sean’s angry little face, and asked the obvious, "Angry?"
Sean refused to reply, and instead studied his surroundings swiftly. He then looked down, and tapped on his
smartwatch.
He had modified this watch.
A few days ago, after Julian gave him the laptop, he connected the watch to the laptop. This meant that he needed
neither his laptop nor to be in Collina Villa to control the laptop remotely.
Very soon, a line of code appeared on his smartwatch. Sean had previously written this code, and just needed to
retrieve it from his laptop.
Immediately after, the door unlocked with a click.
Sean’s tense face relaxed. He glared at Julian, and marched into the living room.
Mommy had been forcefully brought back to her room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSean was furious!
He tapped on his smartwatch as he walked.
Very soon, all the electronic locks in Collina Villa started beeping. Some even started issuing reminders to reset the
password. Some even gave warnings that the wrong password was keyed in, and that the police alarm would be
triggered.
Chaos ensued as the alarms blared across the villa.
Noel was confused. "Mr. Fulcher, what’s going on?"
He instinctively felt that it had something to do with little Sean.
Still, he had to ask Julian for details.
The look of certainty on Julian's face told Noel that Julian knew exactly what was going on.
Julian said, "It was the right decision to make you change all the locks in the villa to electronic ones after the
previous locks were broken."
Smiling, he looked admiringly at Sean and asked Noel," Noel, do you think Sean is like me?"
"Of course," Noel replied after a brief shock.
The older Sean grew, the less he looked like Diana, Not only that, the shape of his face and the way he walked
looked especially identical to Julian!
Sean was but a small boy, but he already sported an impressive aura.
Julian didn't think so. "He's not like me at all."
He stood in the courtyard, and added affirmatively, "He's way more outstanding than I am."
Noel was shocked, and finally understood what was going on.
"Did you throw Sean outside the house as a test, sir?"
"Yeah." Julian led Noel into the living room. "I definitely won’t be wrong. Sean has outstanding talent in computing.”
But for a child, being talented didn't necessarily mean that everything was smooth-sailing. Be it in the past or right
now, the principle that talent without proper training and education would wither remained.
For young celebrities who entered the industry at a tender age, many of them never end up becoming successful
celebrities after they grow up.
There were also many young children who published books and even wrote poetry series in their tender age. Yet
they never managed to create any impressive works after they grew up, eventually becoming no different from
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmordinary people.
All these were due to parents who didn't have foresight to make long-term plans for their talented children.
As a father, what Julian had to do right now was to cultivate and steer Sean's talent. Julian needed to help Sean
realize the full potential of his talent, and lead his life to the fullest.
He wanted to help Sean build a powerful internet network that could expand and spread, opening up new horizons
for him.
At that time, Fulcher Inc. would surely become even bigger than it was now!
Julian smiled brightly at Noel. "We have a successor for the company!"
Noel didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "Sir, you’re not that old to be thinking about a successor.”
Julian chuckled when he heard what Noel said. "That’s true. I'm thinking too much."
He got ahead of himself when he saw Sean sending all the electronic locks in the house into chaos and opening the
lock of the main door, destroying the security system he had spent much money on, all within five minutes of
standing outside the house.
Noel and Julian chatted as they walked to the living room. They were about to enter, when they saw Sean charging
toward Julian with hands poised to attack.
"Julian Fulcher! Give me my mommy back!"