Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 210

Chapter 210 I Don’t Have a Grandson Your Age

Isabelle glanced over at Danny, who was staring at the TV in front of the sofa.

Noticing her gaze, Danny turned around. He had just taken a big sip of cola and was so startled by Isabelle’s gaze that he let out a burp.

Isabelle frowned.

Danny immediately whined, “Boss, I’m sorry! Go ahead and hit me if you want. Just hit me hard.”

Irritated, Isabelle headed downstairs,

Seeing that Isabelle wasn’t mad at him. Danny got lively again and followed her, asking, “Boss, you’re not your parents‘ biological daughter?”

That sounded a bit off.

“I mean, you’re not the Jenkins‘ real daughter? You’re actually the daughter of the Sullivan who was already dead? Seriously? They weren’t just making that up earlier, were they?

“Boss, why do I feel like there’s something really mysterious about you?”

He still hadn’t gotten over the whole George thing, and now there was the Sullivans. Their situation was just as crazy.

The Sullivans publicly said Brad died of an illness. From what you said earlier, was it that old lady who killed him? And your biological mom too?

“D*mn! If I’d known that old lady was so bad, I wouldn’t have let her in,” Danny muttered. He had only let her in because she seemed old and frail, but she turned out to be the worst.

I always thought Old Madam Sullivan turned to Christianity out of grief for losing her son. Turns out she

drove him to his death.

a god believer–it’s probably because

scared.

full of bad people. I’ve heard Brad was pretty amazing, but even he

down on the sofa.

and said, “Boss, you haven’t done a DNA test yet, right? How about you my

do one

with

looked at him with undisguised disdain. “I don’t have a grandson your

dad’s long–lost daughter? You don’t look anything like

retorted, “Does your mom know how

of good luck did the Sullivans have to deserve

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asked, “Boss, are you sad?”

be bothered to answer.

the real

Hatred? None of it

saying the Sullivans weren’t worth her trouble. If she needed. parental love, his parents would gladly take her in as their own, even willing to

he shamelessly asked, “Boss, how about taking me for

a drive?”

the Sullivans were

was filled with regret, urging her two sons to do

nonstop and her mother wiping

standing for hours, she was tired and hungry.

think about eating. Dakota, usually the centre of attention, felt

“Mom, we can’t rush this. We need to

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