When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 725 Wet Himself

Jonathan still had a lot of faith in Elliot’s sixth sense.

The two brothers had always harbored a secret, something unknown to Cecilia.

Jonathan was a top–tier hacker, but Elliot was even more extraordinary. His sixth sense was remarkably accurate. For instance, if the two of them were walking on the street and someone suddenly threw something from a building, he would be able to sense it.

The most astonishing part was that his perception included luck.

Jonathan still remembered when he and Elliot were just two or three years old. Cecilia had taken them to a lottery store, and Elliot, holding onto Cecilia’s hand, refused to leave.

Cecilia asked Elliot what he wanted, to which Elliot casually walked into the store and grabbed a few lottery tickets. To their surprise, one of the tickets won them hundreds of thousands.

However, this was a matter of chance, not a guaranteed stroke of good luck.

Besides, if adults were to find out about Elliot’s perceptive abilities, it would be quite risky.

Therefore, Jonathan often advised Elliot to simply be a normal child, urging him not to casually use any sort of sixth sense.

“Is Mommy back?” Jonathan asked.

“Not yet.”

moody man. If you’re scared, I can ask Old Mr. Sinclair

I’m not scared at all.” Elliot paused. “I just find it fascinating,

have some fun with him?” Mischief was

no interest in that. “Silly, I’m currently traveling abroad. How am I supposed to

suddenly remembered, inevitably feeling

anymore,” Jonathan said, aware that he couldn’t provide any

frustrated. “Such

himself, finding it utterly dull to be alone in the room. Taking advantage of Mason’s absence, he sneaked out of the room once

the time difference, it had already turned

only Nathaniel’s study was bathed in a

Elliot spotted him, and thus, he quietly made his

loss of part of his

heard the

your sweetie. How are you feeling now? Is your headache still bothering you? Do you want me to give

was indifferent toward this son of his, who had

“No need.”

give up

way. Our teacher always told us to respect and help our parents. Sc*mbag daddy, I’m

next moment, Nathaniel felt his lower leg being tenderly embraced

body stiffened

children, yet for some reason, at that moment, he didn’t immediately shrug Elliot