After a while, Mia suddenly remembered something and asked, “Hey babe, Newton was the one who got hit by an apple, right?”
Mr. Cedillo, "…Mia, how did you do in high school?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
Mr. Cedillo shook his head, more curious about how she got into Havenbrook University.
“Did you cheat on your exams?”
Mia shook her head innocently, her voice laced with a hint of grievance, "Nah, I wouldn't dare to cheat."
Andre figured that Mia's acceptance into university was sheer luck. Otherwise, any general knowledge questions in exams would have her mentally cursing the test makers.
He didn't want Mia involved in his search for his sister. She would inevitably bring her own feelings into it because of her relationship with Jade. But he did indeed see that bite mark. If Jade was really his sister, Mia would be in a fix.
Andre said, “Come on, let's go out.”
“Just to be clear, darling, I'm not down for art exhibitions, museums, or creative parks.”
Andre, "…How about desserts?”
Mia cheerfully linked her arm with her husband's, resting her head on his shoulder. “Oh, you're the best!”
With Kittemia by his side, Andre found it hard not to smile. He took Mia's hand and they left the company.
After they left, Noah and Alice started chatting. “Alice, why does Mr. Cedillo always skip work whenever his wife shows up?”
Alice, "Why are you asking me?”
“Because you're married.”
Before Andre got married, he used to sleep in the company sometimes. But now, once he saw his wife, work was the last thing on his mind. He was completely neglecting his work; all he wanted was to go on dates with his wife.
Alice, "Don't assume all married people are the same. Mr. Cedillo is not ordinary, and we are just ordinary.”
Andre took his wife to the dessert shop again. This irritated Hansen, who was at home. He complained about the irresponsible couple to his grandson for a long time.
“Leo, take me to catch them.”
Leo, playing on his phone, "Nah.”
Hansen, "Hey, when we find them, I'll beat them up for you.”
Leo continued playing his racing game, and he said while looking at the screen, “Remembering I'm your grandson now? Too late.”
He was so engrossed in the game, while Hansen, who was supposed to be complaining, suddenly got hooked. “...Left, you idiot, I said go left, give it to me.”
Leo quickly hid his phone, “You can play on your own.”
Hansen took out his phone, “Download it for me, I'll play on yours first.”
Leo refused, so Hansen tried to snatch it. He tried to snatch Leo's phone, and Leo fell on the couch, “Mom, mom, grandpa's trying to take my phone. Mom, help.”
Naomi looked out the door, then pretended to see nothing and went back in.
Leo: Why do I do this to myself!
In the end, Hansen won. With the phone in his hand, he selected a motorcycle.
“Don't make me lose.”
“No way, I was the coolest when I rode motorcycles in my youth.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a gunshot rang out on the phone screen, and the car controlled by Hansen immediately crashed into a wall.
Both of them fell silent. Was this what you call cool?
“You better give it back to me.” Leo took his phone back and started playing again.
Hansen watched intently from the side, “Hurry up, overtake them.”
Seeing that Leo didn't overtake, he started complaining, “Look at your pathetic skills, useless.”
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