Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Timothy didn't think about this.

"Tim, there's no need to be afraid. After all, you donated your bone marrow to him. You're his biological father, and you'll meet him sooner or later. Why not learn how to communicate and connect with him now?"

Timothy rubbed his temples in embarrassment. "I'm clueless when it comes to connecting with children," he admitted.

Timothy found this moment to be even more challenging than handling billions of dollars worth of contracts. When it came to negotiating a contract, he knew exactly what to do. But trying to connect with the child on the other side of the computer screen left him feeling lost and unsure.

He even worried that he might end up making things worse. Perhaps it was guilt, or maybe it was the shock of realizing that he now had two children who were related to him by blood. This new and unfamiliar sensation was deeply unsettling to him.

"How you got along with Ginger will be how you get along with this child, Tim."

Timothy shook his head. "No, this child has a completely different personality from Ginger."

Ginger, the little princess, was a thoughtful girl who cheerfully smiled at everyone, including her father who once abandoned her. Whenever Timothy thought of her smile, he felt as if his heart was melting.

Timothy mustered up the courage to finally type on the keyboard. "Are you still there?"

However, despite sending this message, there was still no response.

"Tim, did he realize that you just deciphered his IP address? Is that why he's intentionally avoiding your messages?"

"I don't think so. I utilized a different system, and they were likely unable to track it."

and Caleb remained motionless in front of the computer, waiting eagerly for the other party to

was sitting on the other side of the computer, closed the laptop. He turned to look at Mia, who had just walked in. He appeared a bit uneasy.

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with a tinge of guilt.

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