The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master by Morningale

Chapter 81

I think he's your stepson Even David was surprised. He only i brought Jeff to escape his brother's insults and his brother isn't very happy that he brought Jeff to Malfoy's Group database.

He somehow felt proud seeing the shocked look on their faces.

Gary who was also talking earlier couldn't even say a word. He saw how Jeff's hand moved tirelessly on the computer. He doesn't look like he was new to this at all.

Even so, Gary didn't believe Jeff could track the goods in five hours. He himself was a pro, someone who had been into this kind of job for years, and not only him, but his other team members too, they were all experts in

the field.

Despite so, they couldn't even locate the goods after twenty-four hours had passed.

Soon, thirty minutes passed and Jeff was still doing his thing, his eyes not moving from his computer. His side profile revealed his handsome features and his indifference gave the room a cool feeling.

Gary felt like the boy looked familiar.

It was quite impossible not to notice his aura.

Even though he was a small boy, Gary noticed the boy's air of indifference. He didn't expect a scrawny boy of about nineteen or eighteen to have that kind of aura.

"Are you sure you know what you are doing?" Gary finally asked after an hour passed. His eyes blinked rapidly as if he was hesitating to say something.

I don't know what I'm doing, would Isit here for over an hour" Jeff answered, not shifting his gaze from the computer. Even though his sentence was supposed to

the boy found the goods in five hours as he said, he might

voice shot through the quiet room. Everyone rushed to him to find out if he was lying or

he say five hours? Is it even impossible to

find it? Is it true?" "Five, four, three, two, one..." They all watch Jeff counting the numbers in descending order, his voice carrying a hint of indifference like he doesn't care

uttered. "The goods are located at Swillevin, the Vin ship port in their

gaped at Jeff,

or scream.

and his team whom he referred to as

what would he call a nineteen-year-old boy who

sound like I was joking, did I?" Jeff answered and closed his computer without

his eyes. "Thank you so much. Thank you, I

and he

track the goods in an hour, it doesn't mean he is an expert

about to leave with David, hesitated for

without hesitation, his eyes staring coldly at Gary. Gary wouldn't admit it but he

stare.

training? I mean when did you learn this?" Garry asked, trying to hide his nervousness. But

years ago" Jeff answered and Gary exchanged hurried glances

started training ten or nine years ago. Does that mean he was nine or ten when he knew about computers? "Are you joking?" "No, when I was twelve. I could track kinds of stuff like this" Jeff replied

faced his Uncle. "Let's go uncle." Gary felt his legs weakened and a dark cloud looming over