Old Mr. Rowland had never lost a game of chess in his long life. Well, that was only mostly true because he had recently lost to his granddaughter-in-law just recently, and now, he had even lost the game to his seven-year-old great-grandson.

“But… Apollo is only seven years old.” Mrs. Rowland muttered disbelievingly. She knew that Old Mr. Rowland was an exceptional chess player, who would never take it easy when it came to chess, so the only reasonable explanation was that Apollo was a genius.

“Well, this child is exceptionally clever. I believe his intelligence level is above average,” he said as his eyes flickered at that thought.

“So, you mean that he has a high IQ? Has our family finally produced a high-IQ child?” Her eyes lit up with excitement, just like Old Mr. Rowland’s. Both of them were ecstatic at the fact that Apollo was exceptionally intelligent. “I heard that we can now measure intelligence with a series of tests. Why don’t we take Apollo for such a test?”

Apollo never intended to showcase his intelligence level, but he never imagined that he would be deemed a rare object in the eyes of the Rowlands just by playing a game of chess. He glanced up at Mrs. Rowland, who looked as though she was about to jump out of her seat to make the necessary arrangements to get him tested. Thus, he knew he had to speak up to dispel her idea, “There’s no need to test. I’ve already been tested.”

“Tested? How did it go? What’s your score?” Her eyes shone brighter upon hearing that. Even Old Mr. Rowland was very attentive to what Apollo was going to say next.

“Well, I’d say… just slightly higher than average,” Apollo responded humbly. He didn’t want to overshadow anyone.

“Are you sure it’s just slightly above average?” Old Mr. Rowland seemed to have picked up on Apollo’s intention to stay modest and repeated his words with rhetorical emphasis.

“Oh my, is Apollo really a high-IQ child?!” Mrs. Rowland exclaimed. “Oh, my goodness, our family has finally produced a clever child. Thank you, Jesus!”

Now that she had an excellent grandson, her son became quite incompetent in her eyes. “You know, none of our family members have such a high IQ. I mean, Keith isn’t stupid, but he’s definitely only of average intelligence. So,

the Wolands. After all, Alice is his mother. I don’t believe that Alice is the helpless woman that others perceive her to be. In

brilliant. Even her child is outstanding. What have we done to deserve her?” It

turned to her own son, and her smiley face disappeared. She was clearly dissatisfied with Keith for not taking enough initiative. “You

Old Mr. Rowland’s eyes as if his mind wandered elsewhere. “Holland used to brag to me how smart Ethan was

outstanding.” Mrs. Rowland could not

an outstanding and intelligent great-grandson, who is even better than Ethan. I should call Holland now.” Old Mr. Rowland just wanted to show off his

be lost in his thoughts. He couldn’t help but notice Apollo’s amazing intelligence, which reminded him of Ethan. Could it be possible that Ethan was the biological father of the boy? And, if that were the case, would Alice choose Ethan over him? But Keith quickly dismissed those thoughts. Alice was still hesitant to marry him even though she had accepted him as Apollo’s biological father. So, he did not think her decision would

had to do now was to persevere and win Alice’s heart over so that she would marry him voluntarily. He had decided to spend his entire life with Alice and no one else. However, he also needed to uncover what happened seven years ago as soon

after obtaining his great-grandson’s consent

everything, he dialed his old buddy’s phone

time teasing Old Mr. Rowland the moment he picked up the phone. “Are you awake? Have you finally

knew that his old buddy did not believe him, but fortunately, he came prepared. “I just took a few photos

Mr. Knight since them being on the phone would not interfere with Old

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