Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 817

He worked for the government and knew that there wasn't such a regulation as taking the prisoner away from the adjournment. In such a situation, he had to make up a story to put off her doubts.

He could tell that the bailiff was deliberately stopping Madeline from revealing the identities of Sydney's biological parents just as Sydney speculated.

It was common sense that when a prisoner was not deprived of all political rights, he was entitled to free speech regardless of whether the court was during or out of the court sessions.

The bailiff, however, interfered with Madeline's rights. There should be something behind it.

It showed that someone had told those officials to keep an eye on Madeline and prevent her from revealing any information about Sydney's biological parents.

As for who this person was, he had gotten an answer.

Few people in Port City had such power. His father was one, and his father's political opponent was another.

There was no way they would interfere with the matter. They didn't even know Sydney.

Then only one person was left.

Julien also had such power.

He was sure that it was Julien's doing.

'But why?'

Hunter dropped his eyes in contemplation. He couldn't understand why Julien was preventing Sydney from knowing who her biological parents were.

'Is there any secret hidden in it?'

Hunter was thinking about it on their way to the café. Not until Sydney waved her hand before his eyes that was he brought back to reality.

"Anything on your mind?" Sydney withdrew her hand upon seeing that he came to his senses.

Hunter picked up the cup for a sip of water and smiled, "No. What would you like to drink?"

He put down the cup and handed her the menu.

Sydney shook her head. "A cup of black tea with milk will be fine."

She said to the waiter.

The waiter nodded. "Sure."

Hunter took the menu back, flipped through it, and ordered a cup of iced Americano.

The waiter took the order and left. Sydney then took out the file given by Hunter earlier and read the profiles of those sperm donors.

Seeing how serious she was, Hunter said, "These people are carefully selected and highly educated. Some of them were born with silver spoons in their mouths. Their families declined, but their qualities remain. You will find a suitable one."

Sydney listened while flipping through the file. "Indeed, these candidates are good."

"These people are in gene pools and of the best quality. They value their genes, and their customers are all billionaires. I heard that a lot of women from abroad want such genes to have quality kids, but most of them are rejected because their fortune doesn't reach the standard. These gene pools are specialized in serving those super-rich ladies who don't want to get married but want heirs. The qualities of the genes are naturally out of question."

Sydney closed the folder and chuckled, "It looks like Madeline can pretend to be a billionaire."

"Yeah." Hunter sipped his coffee and laughed.

After a while, he asked, "Have you made your choice? I'll tell them to reserve the genes before those rich ladies get them."

"The third one should be fine." Sydney handed him the folder, "His profile impressed me. He is a university professor, so his intelligence is out of question. More importantly, he is an orphan and terminally ill, which makes him the best candidate. The kid will have no connections with the family of his father.