Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

But she couldn’t bring herself to look up, with the heat of the moment flushing her skin.

In the stands, the headmaster raised an eyebrow at Arthur Woods’ still-stunned mother.

How could there be no relationship?

What a liar!

Even at this point, this woman still wanted to trick him!

Luckily, he didn’t fall for it!

“Let’s go.” Adrian Zhekova’s voice carried a hint of amusement.

This time, Cindy Clarke didn’t mishear.

He released her waist but still held her hand with his other one.

Cindy looked up at him, trying to free her hand.

However, her hand was firmly held by him, unable to escape.

As for Adrian Zhekova, his face showed no awareness of their current state.

His gaze was fixed on the other side of the sports stadium, where Morgan Clarke was.

Morgan was warming up with his classmates from Star Class.

There were only two more groups before it was their turn.

After them, the competition would move on to the children one year older than them.

This competition was held among various schools.

For each round, each school would send out two children.

By coincidence, Arthur Woods would compete in the round following Morgan’s.

When Arthur Woods saw Morgan, he reacted as if he had met a mortal enemy.

He charged over with a menacing aura, pointing at Terry Smith beside Morgan and saying, “You shouldn’t hang out with Morgan Clarke, he’s a liar! He and his mother are both liars!”

“Arthur Woods!” Morgan glared fiercely at Arthur, “Wasn’t the lesson from last time enough? If I don’t bother you, don’t bother me!”

“You’re a liar!” Arthur pointed at the opposite stands, “My mom even went to the headmaster about this! You and your mother lied! You used Adrian Zhekova to kick me out of the nursery! In reality, he has nothing to do with you!”

“I don’t know what lurks beneath the surface, what your mother and he are doing…”Arthur Woods couldn’t find the word for “scheming” at the moment.

In terms of intelligence, Arthur Woods was far inferior to the younger Morgan.

Arthur crossed his arms with disdain, “Not only do you not have a father, but you’re also a liar!”

At this point, Terry Smith spoke up in displeasure, “Arthur Woods, how can you say that! Morgan’s about to have a father soon, you can’t keep talking about him like that.”

“Ha, who’s his father? Someone from the Zhekova family?” Arthur sneered contemptuously, “Is that what he told you?”

“Morgan Clarke, the liar! How is it possible that Adrian Zhekova is his father!” Arthur’s face was full of disdain.

Morgan trembled with anger but remembered Cindy’s words.

Should something like this happen again, don’t fight back, but instead tell her, the teacher, or the headmaster.

Morgan turned to find Cindy.

However, when he turned around, he saw Cindy and Adrian Zhekova walking hand in hand towards him from a distance.

At this moment, Morgan could no longer care about Cindy and Adrian holding hands, or the fact that she had been taken advantage of by Adrian again.

Morgan knew too well who could stand up for him in these situations.

He rushed straight towards Adrian Zhekova and skillfully hugged Adrian’s leg.

Adrian Zhekova: .

It truly was a familiar weight.

Adrian glanced at the flustered Arthur Woods and looked down to see Morgan’s upturned face.

“Papa!” Morgan called out, “Arthur Woods said I don’t have a father and that

I’m a liar.”

He hadn’t lied.

He called him Papa, not father.

Adrian lifted Morgan into his arms, saying, “You probably won’t have much of a chance to see him again in the future..”