NovelStartShe had read Anderson's resfrom Mufron and it said nothing about his father.
Naturally Anderson either cfrom a divorced family or a single parent family, nothing to be proud of.
Anderson hadn't cared about the conversation between the two, and when he heard them talking about him not having a father,
he was a little down.
He got angry.
Growing up, when he was playing with children about his age, he was repeatedly ostracized because of his far superior
intelligence, and each tthey made fun of him just because he had no father.
Because they really could not find any other weaknesses from him...
He loved his slingshot and it was also because he could protect himself from being bullied.
Unfortunately, a slingshot was not allowed in the kindergarten, otherwise he must have used his slingshot to teach Oscar a hard
lesson.
A retarded little boy who could do nothing but cry and say mean words in front of the teacher and his mommy.
Once Oscar heard that Anderson didn't have a father, he immediately stopped crying.
He dried his tears and asked, "Mommy, is he really a child that his daddy doesn't want?"
"Hmm. That's right, and that's why Oscar is the most popular kid." Oscar's mother picked up the kid and gave Anderson a cold
"grunt".
"Mommy, let's go. I'm not going to play with a child who doesn't have a daddy. My dad is a big boss, huh?"
Oscar proudly made a smashing motion with his hand towards Anderson, pouting.
Oscar's mom was just about to turn around.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTo her surprise, an icy voice rang out behind her.
"Who tells you such nonsense that Anderson doesn't have a father?"
The voice was magnetic. Although it was cold, it was low and nice, sexy and charming. She could not help but want to know what
the owner of the voice might look like?
Oscar's mom turned around.
She was stunned at the sight of the source of the voice.
Such a handsman!
His elegant handmade suit must cost a lot of money to begin with, and there was a designer trench coat draping on his shoulder in
a dazzling way. Not to mention the ten-carat Royal Blues on the cuffs, the black gold watch on his wrist alone was worth over ten
million. It was Richard Mille and she once saw it from the cover of fashion magazine.
Luther pressed the car key in his hand.
Not far behind him, the lights of a super-cool sports cars that was definitely worth tens of millions of dollars, flashed twice and
locked up automaticcally.
Oscar's mother was so shocked that she couldn't help but reach out and cover her mouth.
The level of luxury was something she had not even seen.
Although she has been mixed in the rich circle, but such a top rich man, she has never seen.
In front of such top tycoons, their small business was simply no match
Luther coldly glanced at Oscar's mother, and his eyes were instantly ice cold.
Just now, he heard their conversation.
Oscar's mom couldn't help but wince.
What could be the relationship between such a handstycoon and Anderson, who was clearly without a father?
She had read the resand she remembered it clearly. There was no way for her to get it wrong.
Luther passed by Oscar's mom and walked right up to Anderson.
He stretched out his arms with an unmistakable gentle smile.
"Anderson, Daddy's here to pick you up!"
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