"Mummy. Mommy is great ..." Anderson stopped halfway through and did not continue.

He was very careful not to just reveal things about mommy out in the open.

Luther was shocked that it was his mother who taught this child to play darts.

He instinctively thought of Joyce, a woman who could use darts to perfection. There would be no one else in this world other than Joyce. Suddenly, his heart tensed up.

He had no idea if he was having an illusion already, but if he looked carefully, the little boy in front of him, indeed, looked a bit like Joyce. "What's your name, little friend?" Luther smiled and his tone was gentler, “Let me introduce myself, my name is Luther." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Anderson looked up, "Why should I tell you? Besides, I don't want to know who you are."

"..." Luther speechless. He was such an arrogant cool boy.

his pockets, but he didn't have anything fun with him now, let

a

out of his pocket, "Children, look at this pen. It's equipped with artificial intelligence. It can record audio and it can be connected to the internet to search for the latest information and read the result for you. At the same time it's even an Al robot. It can talk to you and you can ask it

loved these

with him, and it sounded

those little brats just now. “Little friend, who is your mother? Did you come along today?" Luther couldn't help but continue to ask, "If you tell me, I'll give you

are you enticing a

was

he look that old? He obviously

your mom. I used to know someone who played darts very well and I am wondering if she is your mother." Luther

blank look, "If you know her, why don't

crossed his arms and his little face puffed out in anger, "Anyway, Mommy said I should not talk to people I

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