Chapter 227: I Am The Father Who’s Out Of Your League!

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“My grandpa says that the Quinn School of Martial Arts doesn’t teach children martial arts. They’ve asked about it for a very long time now. Unless you join the sect or become an unofficial disciple, they won’t take you in. But once you become an unofficial disciple, you’ll have to keep on training for many years. I can’t take such hardships, so I’m not going anymore~!”

“My aunt says that…”

Children only practiced martial arts to keep fit. How would families that could afford to let their children attend the Golden Sunshine Kindergarten allow them to become martial arts practitioners?

Therefore, even though Brandon made several calls consecutively, everyone said the same thing.

Brandon, who was very positive, didn’t get upset. He hung up excitedly, looked at Pete, and said, “Wow, the five of us will be the only ones there. That means it’s gonna be a small class! That’s awesome!”

The others, “…”

Little Jimmy said indignantly, “They are too much! They agreed to come, yet they aren’t coming anymore! Hmph!”

Mrs. Hoffman had come along with Jimmy, and behind their car was Jordan, who had also come.

Although he had told Mrs. Hoffman that he didn’t quite believe the children’s banter, for some reason, when he thought of how Nora had so easily turned the tide at the racetracks, he subconsciously felt that he shouldn’t underestimate her. Thus, he had canceled all his plans for the day and made a special trip here.

 

The sensitive Mia was afraid that Cherry would be upset, so she looked at Pete. When she turned to him, sure enough, she saw an expressionless ‘Cherry’.

She held Pete’s hand. “Don’t be mad, Cherry!”

“I’m not… yeah.”

Mia asked timidly, “Then why aren’t you smiling? You’re mad, aren’t you?”

Pete, “…”

He silently forced a smile. “I really am fine… yeah.”

“Stop smiling, Cherry. Your smile looks even scarier than when you’re crying,” said Brandon.

Pete, “…”

to Pete. “You’re a boy today, right, Cherry? You’re always so cool and not smiley at all when you’re a boy, unlike the way

“…”

silly fellow. He

Pete to the Quinn School of Martial Arts today. One shouldn’t

wouldn’t fit in a single car, so all of them rode in separate cars. In the

the car

so she

the compartment was

to practice smiling in the

into a

also loved Cherry’s smile, so why did he look so fierce

better not smile at Mia anymore, lest it frightened her. She was already

Inside the Smiths’ car.

back obediently. Even someone as mischievous and disobedient as Brandon—who was also suspected of having ADHD—was

Because!

was in the

to side, he couldn’t help but lean into Mia’s ear and whisper,

replied softly, “I don’t

the two children’s conversation. His gaze fell onto the jeep in front of them.

Arts with Cherry today, he had come along for some strange reason, thinking that he might

his thoughts, he received a voice message from Quentin: “Just how many people

Joel replied: “What’s wrong?”

background, and those are just the ones I’ve found so far! I’m probably the only one in the whole of New York

Joel, “…”

He massaged his temples.

felt rather troubled. Wasn’t that little cousin of theirs a

he could have a frank and open talk with her,

a stand, then he, a child whom

all, he mustn’t hurt

he would also help to erase all traces of the DNA test, so

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