Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

Chapter 226: The Kids Go To The Quinn School of Martial Arts

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Brandon had always been all brawn and no brains. Ever since he was convinced that Cherry could

transform from a boy into a girl, he had admired her very much.

Added to this, the fact that Justin had really showed up and backed her up after she said that she was

Justin’s child the other time, he had never doubted anything that Cherry said ever again.

Thus, he nodded and said, “Yes, they are very close! She can get Mr. Quinn to teach us martial arts!”

He made a few fighting gestures and even let out a few hey’s and ha’s as he did so, making the little

fellow look exceptionally simple and innocent. He said, “I’m going to be a hero in the pugilistic world in

the future! Who knows, I may even be able to master flying! And become someone invincible that can

fly through the air and burrow through the ground! Right, Mia?”

Mia was very supportive. Her big round eyes were very bright on her pointed little face. She clapped

vigorously and said, “Yes!”

Brandon patted his little chest and said, “I will take care of you in the future!”

“Okie-Dokie!”

Jimmy, who was lying on the bed, “…”

After the two left, Mrs. Hoffman came to watch over him in the evening.

Mrs. Hoffman looked obviously rather flustered. Her emotions were very unstable, and she looked very

haggard.

They were at their wits’ end.

The Hoffmans had already mobilized all of their resources to look for Big Sister, but they couldn’t find

any clues about her at all!

This was simply too bizarre. After all, among New York’s underworld forces, the Hoffmans had always

been considered one that had developed pretty well. It was impossible for a clan to keep a piece of

information so securely hidden by themselves.

After all, some of their men were also part of the Quinn School of Martial Arts. Among the wealthy

families, take the Smiths for example—they basically didn’t have any secrets. Even for a family as big

and successful as the Hunts, there was no information that could be kept such a secret that no one

could find out anything about it at all; unless they did it like how Mr. Hunt protected his son and kept

information about him a secret to the extent that he didn’t allow anyone to visit.

However, it was as if Big Sister was no different from the air itself.

This was totally impossible!

This was only achievable if all the families had joined hands to protect her!

Little Jimmy’s voice pulled his mother, whose imagination was running wild, back to reality. He said,

“Mommy, are you trying to get in contact with the Quinn School of Martial Arts? Cherry knows Mr.

Quinn. You can ask her if she can help!”

Mrs. Hoffman, “?”

She felt as if she was hearing things. “What?”

Jimmy said, “It’s true. Brandon said so. Cherry can help them get into the Quinn School of Martial Arts,

and she is on very good terms with Mr. Quinn. She calls him Grandpa Quinn!”

Mrs. Hoffman, “!!”

She subconsciously asked, “Where did you hear such nonsense from? You…”

However, it suddenly occurred to her that it was exactly because she hadn’t trusted Nora’s evaluation

the other time that she ended up causing a delay in treatment of Jimmy’s condition, which had almost

resulted in her son’s death.

She took back what she was about to say and frowned instead. She patted Jimmy’s hand and said,

“Alright, I’ll ask them about it later.”

Seeing that she was finally listening to what he was trying to tell her, Jimmy nodded. “Okay.”

Jimmy had already more or less recovered and would be discharged in another two days. He was still

going on and on about it before he fell asleep. “Cherry will be taking Brandon and the others to the

Quinn School of Martial Arts during the weekend. Mommy, I wanna go too. Can I?”

“You can do anything you want as long as you recover. Go to sleep now.”

“Okay.”

Mrs. Hoffman waited until Jimmy fell asleep before she finally got up. After thinking about it, she

decided to call Jordan. She said, “I think Ms. Smith may be acquainted with the Quinn School of Martial

Arts.”

Jordan was surprised. “Why do you say that?”

Mrs. Hoffman relayed Jimmy’s words to him. Then, she said, “I don’t know if Cherry is just bragging or

if what she says is true… Sigh, why are children nowadays so hard to deal with? It’s so hard to guess

what they are thinking!”

Jordan burst into laughter. “Do you actually believe what a five-year-old says? Hahaha! Have you

forgotten how Jimmy came home after school one day and said that there was a big tiger in the school

and that he was afraid of being eaten, just so he could avoid going to classes when he first went to the

kindergarten?”

Mrs. Hoffman, “…”

Jordan then went on and said, “There was even a kid who said that he knew the leaders of the country,

but in the end, after asking his parents about it, it turned out that he knew them through the TV.”

Mrs. Hoffman, “…”

“You mustn’t just believe everything a kid says. If Ms. Smith is on close terms with the Quinn School of

Martial Arts, would Paul have dared to bully her?”

Mrs. Hoffman was dumbfounded. “Are they bullying her again? Did you help her out? Ms. Smith is

Jimmy’s savior, you know!”

Jordan laughed and replied, “Do you even need to ask? That Winston fellow kidnapped Ms. Smith’s

fiancé to threaten her into signing a racing agreement for their club, but ended up being beaten up by

Ms. Smith and Mr. Hunt. An explosion happened after that and he died. Paul even went to the Quinn

School of Martial Arts because of this!”

An anxious Mrs. Hoffman asked, “What happened after that?”

“Well, it just so happened that Mr. Hunt was in the Quinn School of Martial Arts at that time. Mr. Quinn

likely showed Mr. Hunt some courtesy. After all, Paul was the guilty one in the first place. Our men

found out that Paul left the sect with bruises on his face, so he probably got beaten up.”

Mrs. Hoffman became excited at once. “What cathartic news! When you look at it that way, Mr. Quinn

isn’t an unreasonable person, either!”

“Yes, everyone in the pugilistic world sings praises of Mr. Quinn. I reckon he isn’t aware of what’s

happening among people at the lower rungs. The problem now, though, is that he already stopped

taking care of things many years ago, so it’s a mammoth task for us to even talk to him. We still have to

look for Big Sister, regardless.”

Mrs. Hoffman frowned. “How about I ask Ms. Smith about it? It doesn’t hurt to ask anyway.”

Jordan fell silent for a moment before he said, “Let’s wait for a while more. Didn’t Jimmy say he’s going

to the Quinn School of Martial Arts this weekend? It’s not too late to ask after we confirm that Cherry

can really bring the children into the sect to learn martial arts! If we ask Ms. Smith about it now, won’t it

put her in a spot if she isn’t actually acquainted with the Quinn School of Martial Arts?”

“… Alright, then.”

—

The weekend soon arrived.

As Cherry had made a promise to the children, Pete had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the

few children to the Quinn School of Martial Arts.

They gathered at the kindergarten entrance first. However, only four people turned up at the meeting

time: Brandon, Mia, Seth, and little Jimmy who had just recovered from a serious illness.

Brandon called a classmate that had promised to come. “Why aren’t you here yet? We’re waiting for

you!”

The classmate replied, “… My mom said that Cherry is lying. The Quinn School of Martial Arts isn’t that

easy to enter, and they have never done any recruitment for training classes! I’m not going to go there

just to be left out in the cold!”

Brandon didn’t insist. He said, “It’s just as well that you don’t come, then. This way, there’ll be one

fewer person that Mr. Quinn has to teach, and he’ll be able to give me more guidance!”

He called another kid after he hung up. The kid gave him the same reply: “My dad says that Cherry is

faking it. There’s no way we can get into the Quinn School of Martial Arts.. I’m not gonna go anymore!”