Chapter 149



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Anti: “I don’t know who that is.”

Director Shaw, “?”

It suddenly occurred to him that, although the two had spoken downstairs, if Angela was really Anti’s younger sister, why had she chosen to apply to be a graduate student under his direction rather than Anti’s?

Anti was a professor of neurosurgery at NYU School of Medicine at the invitation of the university. Many people were aware of this. During the last two years, there was no shortage of people applying to be his graduate students. However, since Anti was out of the country, he had never accepted any.

But this year he had returned to the United States.

At worst, he could have taken his sister.

This showed that his relationship with his younger sister must not have been so good.

The astute Director Shaw immediately picked up on all these little details with great sensitivity, and breathed a sigh of relief instantly. It was somewhat fortunate that he went out of his way to bring up the subject and prevent his plan from backfiring on himself.

That was precisely why people should not do things for the sake of others without saying anything about it. Without asking the other party about it, how can you know if they really need it or not?

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Nora had just sent the strands of hair, whose follicles were intact, and her own hair samples overseas a moment ago.

She called Lily, her assistant, and instructed, “Go to the most professional DNA testing lab and give me the results as soon as possible.”

A puzzled Lily asked, “Why don’t you do it in the U.S., Anti?”

Nora raised her eyebrows. “Because here it’s easy for others to falsify the results.”

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Lily was silent; in fact, she found herself at a loss for words. A moment later, she said, “I have a strong feeling that you have a persecution complex. You’ve been hiding your identity for so many years because you’re supposedly in mortal danger, but I’ve never seen anyone want to kill you.”

Nora laughed and replied, “Yes, maybe you’re right. But do it for me.”

However, she didn’t dare let her guard down even after hanging up.

Her mother, Yvette Anderson, had told her to maintain a mediocre facade and avoid standing out too much. Otherwise, she would be killed.

She still didn’t know where exactly the danger would come from. However, she was no longer the same woman with a devil-may-care attitude of a few years ago.

Now she had two children.

She would never go wrong by being a little more careful.

After mailing the package, she drove quietly to the garden to pick up Pete.

Tanya was in a bad mood that day, so she had taken the day off and hadn’t gone to the garden. As a result, she had to pick Pete up from the garden before she could go to bed. If only Pete could drive himself home!

He let out a yawn as he thought about it.

At the same time, a sullen-looking Pete stood at the garden entrance with his backpack. After his repeated protests, Mom had finally allowed him to wear pants today.

After all.

There were also other girls in the kindergarten who wore the pants version of the school uniform.

As he waited in boredom, Nora finally arrived.

After the little one climbed into the back seat and buckled her seat belt, she let out a quiet sigh and asked, “Can I stop going to kindergarten , Mommy?”

Nora turned the car around and asked, “Why?”

Pete complained, “Kindergarteners are too childish!”.

Through the rearview mirror, Nora could see her son frowning helplessly. She asked curiously, “What happened?”

Pete replied, “The teacher told us the story of the tortoise and the hare today. Then they asked us if we wanted to be the tortoise or the hare.”

Nora laughed and asked, “So?”.

Pete replied, “… Why do children want to be hares instead of the humans they are?”.

“…”

Then, Pete put his head back down and continued. “Also, Brandon drank a girl’s yogurt drink today. The girl also drank it afterwards. Then, she got really scared and said that her mom and dad had told her that she would get pregnant if she kissed a boy. So she asked what she should do if she got pregnant.”

Nora was no longer sleepy. She asked, “So what then?”

Pete sighed. “Brandon patted her chest and told her not to worry. He told her she could deliver the baby if she really got pregnant. After that, the three of them could go to the garden together!”

“…”

Pete looked at Nora. “Sharing a yogurt drink won’t get anyone pregnant-they have to sleep together for that to happen. They’re so ignorant!”

Nora, “…”

She held back laughter and instead said approvingly, “Brandon strikes me as a pretty responsible kid, though. The Smiths have taught their children quite well.”

Pete, “…”

Was Mom really praising Brandon, that simple-minded boy who had almost emasculated himself?

He pursed his lips and said, “I’ll be a very responsible boy, too.”

Nora raised her eyebrows. “Oh, is there anyone you like?”

Pete cocked his head to one side and replied earnestly, “Yes!”.

Tsk.

Unexpectedly, that stubborn block of wood, who looked just like his father, really had someone he liked?

But as soon as Nora thought about it, she said, “I like Cherry.”

“…”

The corners of Nora’s lips twitched a little. “What about people besides Cherry, do you have any friends you like?”

Pete was mildly autistic, so Nora had to slowly bring him out of his funk and encourage him to be more cheerful. Also, since he was driving and couldn’t sleep, she could tease him a bit, too.

At first, Pete wanted to shake his head, but suddenly a small, shy figure popped into his mind.

He asked, “Mommy, what will happen if someone allergic to mangoes eats them?”

Cherry had told her that Mommy’s medical knowledge was the best in the world.

Nora replied, “They will be fine if they are sent to the hospital for treatment in time.”

In that case, why hadn’t Mia come to the garden today?

However, she wondered only for a moment before dismissing the thought in the back of her mind.

When they arrived at the Andersons’ house, Pete got out of the car alone and dutifully waited for Nora.

As for Nora, she saw a text message from Justin as she picked up her cell phone, “How about coming back to visit my son tonight, Ms. Smith?”

Nora, “?”

Cherry only had a mild stomach flu. With the pills I had given her, she should have been full of energy at the time. However, was she still in the hospital?

Weren’t they going home?

The corners of her lips tightened slightly and she replied, “I should be fine by now.”

After replying to the message, she took Pete with her and went into the house.

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At the hotel next to the New York University School of Medicine.

Angela had only booked one room, and it was a twin-bedded one. Obviously, the bed fit two, but she made the excuse that she wasn’t used to sleeping with another person in the same bed, and forced Lisa to sleep on the couch instead.

After a big feast, Angela was painting her nails with a layer of mascara on her face and doing her skin care routine. Lisa, on the other hand, was bent over the desk and studying.

The interview was only a few days away. She wanted to do well.

When Angela finished painting her nails, she stretched out her arms and leaned on the bed as she sat down. Seeing what Lisa was doing, she couldn’t help but laugh. “What’s the point of trying so hard? What teacher are you applying to?”

Lisa ignored her.

Angela continued. “Is that Tina York? Not only did she just become a teacher this year, but she’s young, so I’m sure she’s inexperienced. But considering your grades, you’ll do very well if you can become a graduate student under her guidance. At least you will still be a graduate student at NYU School of Medicine. It will be easier for you to find a job in the future.”

Right after she said that, their cell phones suddenly rang at the same time: the interview notifications had arrived!

A beaming Angela picked up her cell phone and opened the text message.

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