第21章

A month later, thirty recording pens were neatly placed in front of Will Chetan, with a thick pile of original sound recordings. If you are too lazy to read it, you can listen to it; if you are too lazy to listen, you can read it...

Will Chetan's complexion was very solemn. They met at the Jefferson Hotel, which is only a ten-minute walk from the White House. In the elegant park suite, there were only Nanda and Will Chetan and his son. Cassia was waiting for news in the next room. She was rare. Show the caring side and leave room for them.

"Unexpectedly...Lolo and Iri would do something bad to me, not to mention that Anthony was not my son, but my grandson..."

At this moment, Will Chetan is downcast, completely unlike a leader leading a tens of billions of dollars.

Thinking of how happy he was when his youngest son Anthony was born, he thought he was always strong, but he did not expect that it was a "good thing" his son and his wife did together. He was really foolish.

"For this result, I am very sorry."

The result of Cassia and Lolo s "heart-to-heart" relationship is that Lolo treats her completely as her own, and even asked her to cooperate to get rid of him. As a result, many secrets came out from Lolo s mouth one after another. All the evidence was recorded. It's in the pen.

"I know you... My child, you have never wanted to provoke these family fights. If you didn't feel that they were about to hurt me, you wouldn't stand up and expose their scandals."

"Not at all, Father, I am also for myself. I can't let them hurt Cassia. To me, she is a very important person."

"I'm sorry, kid..." Will Chetan tears. "I don't know that your mother was killed by Lolo and Iri, but my pampering for you hurt you, I'm sorry..."

"Things are over, I just hope that there will be no more tragedies."

"I will take care of this." Will Chetan promised his son.

"Anthony is innocent."

"Daddy is not too foolish. I know that I will arrange for him to study abroad and take him back when things calm down. Although he is not my son, he still has the blood of the Chetan family. It's greed, and I am wrong. If I'm not so partial, they won't make a big mistake."

In Will Chetan's sigh, Nanda looked up at the clear sky outside the window.

rest in peace! Mother……

The dark cloud quietly retreated, revealing a corner of the clear sky, and the curtain came to an end. Now he can finally no longer have to worry about the loss of his loved one because of him.

That little island in Hawaii...

He wanted to let Cassia's laughter fall on the island, every day.

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Four years later, a large black charcoal and a small black charcoal appeared at the Washington airport. Their appearance was very eye-catching because the faces of the two men were painted colorfully, with colorful feathers on their heads, and their clothes were It is the traditional costume of Native Indians.

"Mrs. Cas"

Don't think that they are dressed like this, Bruce must not recognize their mother and son.

Although most of his face was covered by paint, he could still recognize the big, bony black eyes, the mother and the son, even if the eye sockets were painted in color.

"Grandpa Bruce!" Felix Chetan waved a messy little flag. Although he was small, he was very agile. He broke away from his mother's hand and swooped into Bruce's arms, giving him a mouth to mouth. "Hot kiss."

"My child, how many times have I told you, just call me Uncle Bruce, I'm only in my forties, and I'm not married yet, so why do you always call me grandpa and call me old?"

"Mummy taught it."

"I knew it was your spooky mummy, who taught bad children, only your daddy could stand her naughty."

Felix Chetan turned his head and raised his voice, "Mummy! Grandpa Bruce said you are a naughty ghost, you tell him, I am a naughty ghost, you are not!"

Bruce stared at the "Sovereign Defender" kid and shook his head.

As if the naughty ghost is great, how did Miss. Cassia bring up the children? He is really confused!

The three of them currently live in Hawaii and fly back every two months, because President Will loves his beautiful grandson so much, and Iri and Mrs. Lolo are both in jail. He feels lonely and longs for his children and grandchildren. Surround.

"No, I am a naughty kid, you are a naughty kid!" Cassia walked over, put a flick on his son's head, and then easily took the phone from Bruce's pocket and entered a set of numbers. "Tell nanda, you didn't pick us up, you are sure we got on the plane, but you don't know where it disappeared."

"No." Bruce has been able to resist Cassia's pranks at the right time in the past few years.

"Really not?" Cassia chuckled out a strange pen from his backpack. "Little Felix, hold your Grandpa Bruce's arms tightly and make him "unmovable"!"

This is a newly learned vocabulary for her precious son. He loves to speak it this month and talks about it every day.

"Yes!" Felix Chetan immediately moved upstairs to Bruce's shoulders and let his mother "fight".

Bruce, unable to move, resigned to his fate and asked Cassia to paint on his face. Only Mr. nanda can cure this scheming mother and son!