NovelEnglishLuther smiled and stroked Anderson's hair, "I brought it, | brought it. | did not just brought it. | cback late yesterday and didn't
show you around. There is a whole computer room on the third floor, in addition to your laptop, there are a dozen other stuff."
"Wow, a dozen units, a whole central control room! Can't | use them all for networking?" Anderson's eyes were starry and excited,
"l want to see it, | want to see it!"
"Eat first!" Joyce frowned, Anderson thought about playing with the computer all day, how did she give birth to such a strange son.
"Okay." Anderson spat out his tongue.
Ivy looked at them suspiciously and did not dare to ask the question.
Andres directly called Mr. Warner's father? She wonder if Mr. Warner is Andres’ father, or if Ms. Knowles and Mr. Warner got
together and Andres naturally called Mr. Warner dad?
It was as if Anderson could see Ivy's confusion.
In fact, he also wanted to show off internally, "Ivy, he is my real father. The two of them are actually a legal couple, with a
certificate."
"Ahem." Joyce was a little embarrassed and coughed lightly twice to stop Anderson from continuing, "Sit down and eat your
breakfast."
Luther carried Anderson to the dining room chair.
Ivy looked at Joyce and then at Luther and had the sense not to ask more questions.
Who hasn't had a past? As long as it's good now, it's fine. The two of them are a good match, and they have children, so it couldn't
be better.
"Con, Andres, I'll give you the porridge.” Ivy diligently served congee to Anderson and took small dishes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThen it was served to Joyce and Luther separately.
"Enjoy your meal, callif you need anything." After Ivy finished speaking, she sagely returned to the kitchen to prepare the
ingredients for lunch.
"Hmm. You go ahead and get busy." Joyce waved her hand.
The table was full of small dishes, and the abundance was somewhat exaggerated.
Joyce casually took a few bites and suddenly asked, "Andres, when did you know about this? Did he tell you?" She glanced at
Luther as she spoke.
Luther's face froze.
"l guessed it myself. Don't forget, I'm a master of the Internet, mommy, | found out everything about you in the past. It's not a big
deal to analyze it again." Anderson proudly patted his chest, "I took the initiative to question dad, he had to admit it. Don't blame
Daddy, Mommy."
Joyce had a black face.
Yes, the son is now powerful, know to check her old, in the future in front of her son, she does not have any secrets.
"What about you?" Joyce's eyes hooked up to Luther, but she didn't say the whole thing.
Luther, of course, knew what Joyce meant and asked him when exactly he had known her identity.
He dwelled on it for a moment.
Or truthfully, "When | met Andres at Blue Ocean."
Joyce was slightly shocked, it was so early? It turns out that he already knew about it, and he played the scene so well. Later, he
even acted together with Andres, and hoodwinked her?
Her face darkened even more, and the chopsticks in her hand kept poking at the small dishes.
A nice little dish was poked and prodded by her and beca mess.
Luther cleared his throat awkwardly and ate his breakfast in silence.
Unexpectedly, Anderson suddenly cup with another appalling statement.
"Mommy, Daddy, did you givea sister last night?"
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