"..." Mia Lane was still in shock, and she didn’t respond.
There was only one voice in her mind—Dad and Joan Graham actually had a child.
Seeing her silent, Justin Kingston smiled again, glanced at her, and said, "Of course, you can be a saint, but I won’t!"
His attitude was so clear, eager to protect his wife.
Mia Lane sighed lightly, "This child is at least twelve or thirteen years old, but his intelligence is at most equivalent to a four-and-a-half-year-old. Being able to rember where ho is should also be the result of long-term training."
Justin Kingston looked ahead and casually replied, "It’s sinful, this is karma."
"Don’t say that, the child is innocent." Mia Lane continued to analyze, "Sean Dalton and Joan Graham may not treat him well, though this is just my guess."
Justin Kingston recalled, "I couldn’t see any emotional changes in that child just now, instead, he seed quite trusting towards you."
Mia Lane felt the sa way.
"Alright, there’s really no need to waste brain cells on their ss." Justin Kingston didn’t want to get involved; he just wanted to quickly find out whether that little boy was David Dalton’s son.
At this mont, in the Dalton family villa.
Joan Graham and others had just entered the living room, and everyone, including Butler Warren, seed very flustered.
Only Ethan Dalton showed no expression, as if nothing had happened.
"What did Justin Kingston an by those few words? Good luck to you... It really made feel uneasy." Joan Graham was particularly restless.
Sean Dalton was nonchalant, "In today’s law-abiding society, can he really dominate everything?"
Joan Graham shook her head, "No, he can..."
"Even if he can! Now little brother is a bargaining chip! Stella Dalton knows you gave her dad a son."
Sean Dalton snorted coldly and raised his tone, "If she wants to act against us, she also has to think twice now! This gives us enough ti to get rid of her."
"..." Joan Graham always had a bad feeling.
No one cared about what Ethan Dalton was doing, if he encountered danger, was injured, or scared.
No one considered his feelings, as if he was just a tool.
"Ethan Dalton!" Sean Dalton coldly stared at the little boy, "Run around again next ti! Be careful not to have your leg broken!"
The little boy stepped back in fear two steps, looking at her warily, his body trembling.
"You are just a troublemaking thing! Don’t look at so innocently! Even if you’re slow-witted, you can understand what I say! You can see my emotions!"
"Dare to follow again, careful I don’t kill you!" Sean Dalton looked like he wanted to eat him.
With a crying sound, Ethan Dalton was scared to tears!
"Shut up!!" Seeing him like this, Sean Dalton beca more annoyed, "Don’t cry anymore! Shut up!"
Joan Graham reached out and held her son’s head, looking at her daughter with reproach, "Are you crazy? Yelling at him? What’s the matter with you?!"
"He almost made lose face in front of the reporters today!" Sean Dalton wanted to settle this account clearly.
At this mont, headlights shone over.
Butler Warren quickly reminded, "Mr. Dalton is back!" His heart even skipped a beat.
Then the mother and daughter looked at the yard.
Joan Graham hurriedly covered her son’s mouth, and the crying stopped, but it was forcibly stopped.
As soon as she loosened her hand, he would start crying again!
There’s no ti to hide upstairs anymore.
Because the car stopped, the door opened, and David Dalton got out and stepped toward the living room.
"Stop crying, Ethan, Mom and sister both love you, don’t cry, I beg you." Joan Graham half-bent over, anxious.
But the son couldn’t control his inner grief and fear.
Just as David Dalton entered, Joan Graham released her hand, and Ethan Dalton started crying loudly again!
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