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, “…”

Pete. “You’re a boy today, right, Cherry? You’re always so cool and not smiley at all

“…”

fellow. He

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

a single car, so all of them rode in separate cars. In the end, everyone decided to

car and sat in the

so she wasn’t paying

the compartment was a

practice

broke into

Cherry’s smile, so why did he look so fierce when he was the one

had put it. In that case, he’d better not smile at Mia anymore, lest it frightened her. She was already such a

Inside the Smiths’ car.

as mischievous and disobedient as Brandon—who was also suspected of having ADHD—was on his best

Because!

in

his butt from side to side, he couldn’t help but lean into Mia’s ear and whisper, “Why is your father here,

replied softly, “I don’t

His gaze fell onto the jeep in front of them. He hadn’t gotten

School of Martial Arts with Cherry today, he had come

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

Joel replied: “What’s wrong?”

so far! I’m probably the only one in the whole of

Joel, “…”

He massaged his temples.

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

he wished he could have a frank and open talk with

make a stand, then he, a child whom Ian had brought up,

he mustn’t hurt

acknowledge her, he would also help to erase all traces of the DNA test, so that she and

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