Chapter 24

Meanwhile, a tiny cheer came from behind the desk at the Howard residence.

“Got it!” Nate’s small figure almost went unseen in front of the 32–inch curved computer monitor in the study.

The contrast between his expertise in working on the computer and his childlike features was striking.

Nate had once seen a picture in Brian’s safe, a small ID photo of a pretty, clean–cut girl in a school uniform. But he had never met this girl among the people he knew.

With Brian out, Nate had finally cracked the password to his father’s computer, and in a locked photo album, he found more pictures of the mysterious girl.

“Holy moly…” he gasped in amazement. His eyes widened as he scrutinized the woman’s face. on the screen.

Nate had a hunch that this girl might be his mom, despite what people said about him being the son of the disliked Ms. Harris. He didn’t feel like he looked anything like Ms. Harris. And he hated the term “bastard“. It sounded like an insult.

“Nate?” Brian’s voice suddenly called from outside the door.

Startled and not nearly done with the photos, Nate’s legs trembled as he quickly shut down the album and scampered to the door, latching onto Brian’s leg with a puppy–like eagerness.

Brian glanced at the still–lit computer screen and frowned.

Nate started thinking for himself, he has shown an

skipped learning phonics altogether and went straight to recognizing words. So, working a computer

computer in the study?” Brian asked sternly, his

be this harsh with Nate, leaving the boy flustered. “Da, Daddy,” he began, but his mouth

bed,” Brian said, his gaze softening as he looked at Nate’s

had reached a boiling point, subsided somewhat at the sight of

back at Brian several times, his heart sinking as the nanny pulled him into his room, too scared to

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Chapter 24

off–limits to Nate. Apart from Brian himself, no

room, Brian turned and closed

placed in the glass cabinet, glowed faintly in

up to the cabinet slowly, staring intently

pocket vibrated, a subtle sound in the

the answer button and

from FireWing!” Reid’s voice was tinged with excitement

quickly logged onto

sent a message, which read. [Your

his words, [Encrypted files on the CEO’s

firewall for JoyCorp, and now you come to me. I’m

[Name your price. Twenty times is just a starting

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