Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 682

Chapter 682

"Sure." Nolan frowned slightly, nodding his head, choosing not to say more.

Naylor looked up, his gaze landing on Gilbert, his smile unwavering, "You just asked if you called me 'Dad', would I dare to respond?"

"I asked. What about it?" Gilbert lifted his chin defiantly, "So?"

"Alright then." Naylor's smile softened as he nodded, "There's nothing I wouldn't dare."

"!!"

Gilbert was so shocked it seemed like his breath was momentarily taken away, "What do you mean?"

Naylor ignored his confusion, his smile dimming slightly.

He spoke in a low, serious tone, "What I mean is, I'll call you 'son', on one condition... You actually have to be my son."

Before Gilbert could probe further, Naylor called out, "Nolan!"

"Right here!" Nolan understood immediately, clapping his hands together softly.

entered from the side room. Dressed in white lab coats, their faces hidden behind

gestured again, and this time,

"What are you doing?"

react, Naylor spoke again, his voice calm and collected, "I'd advise you to

an instant, Gilbert's fight seemed to drain away, his gaze filled with helpless rage as he stared at

"Sit."

to the sofa, then to the doctors, "Sit down. They're just going to take some blood. It won't

a moment's hesitation, Gilbert

rolling up his sleeve, tying a tourniquet, disinfecting the area, and then drawing

planning on

slow on the

lasted alt these years in the Johnson family, having everyone in Sunhaven believe you're the Johnson

His smile deepened.

son, your abilities have

spoke, the doctor

"Cut the crap!"

pressed a cotton ball to the needle site, "I'm not here to listen to you ramble. Where are my people?" Naylor paused, his lips

ladies, huh? Each more beautiful than the last.

are they?" Gilbert's gaze grew dangerously dark, his patience

still didn't answer, simply smiling, "Which of