Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
DNA test

"Abraham's? What are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me you wanted to go to Uncle's company?" jonathan asked with perfectly wide eyes. The man was quite surprised at the sudden arrival of his nephew.

When Jonathan showed an expression of shock, so did Abraham. Men who are only a year younger than Xander appear to be widening their eyelids. Not because of Jonathan's question, but he was surprised by the figure of a child who had just come out of the meeting room. The boy in the TK uniform was sipping on a milk box, walking casually towards the CEO's room.

Instead of answering Jonathan's question, Abraham asked a question. "Uncle, that boy ... d-he? W-why does his face look so similar to Xander? A-is he Xander's son? Then who's her mother? Is the child's mother Lidya?" he swore the man without giving his uncle a chance. Really he did not expect to get a rare surprise when visiting Jonathan's company.

Jonathan looked at his nephew with sharp eyes as if he wanted to finish off Abraham at that moment. "Don't talk recklessly, Abra! Uncle didn't want to be the result of you doing this news until it spread out and caused many reporters to come, covering something that wasn't right."

Instantly Abraham's mouth was silent when he felt the air around the cold touch the surface of the skin. Since long ago he was always afraid if Jonathan had issued a death move that made him silent in seconds.

"I'm sorry, Uncle. I was just surprised to see that the little boy's face looked a lot like Xander's" Abraham said, bowing his face. He realized he had made a mistake to make Jonathan furious. Therefore, he did not dare to look at Jonathan's blue iris for too long would be too risky if he did so.

Jonathan took a deep breath then exhaled slowly. "That's it, it doesn't need to be extended." He eventually relented and did not prolong the problem. "Tell Uncle, what are you doing here?"

"Ehm ... My coming here will-"

Jonathan's palms rose into the air, giving Abraham the code to stop talking. "We'd better have a chat inside. Uncle doesn't want any spies telling your aunt about your coming here. If that happens, be prepared for another riot in our family."

After the two of them sat down, Jonathan opened his voice. "What's wrong, tumben once you come here?"

Abraham ventured to look his head up at Jonathan. Then, as they looked at each other, the man looked down again. I don't know why he could be this scared when dealing with Jonathan when the middle-aged man couldn't possibly bite him.

Feeling annoyed that his time was wasted, Jonathan again said, "If you don't want to talk, you better leave this place. Uncle still has work to do." The man got up and was about to leave the room that was used against the Dark Devil.

"It's about Tania, Uncle. He has returned" said Abraham. It felt like the burden was lifted after saying the sentence.

Stopping, Jonathan turned his back and stood in the doorway. He looked hard, but full of questions.

"Where do you know if Tania's in town?" Jonathan began to ask. Little wonder how Abraham learned that his beloved ex-daughter-in-law had returned from a place where no one at all knew where the woman had been for the past five years. Could they have been communicating with each other all this time?

Shaking his head, getting rid of the negative thoughts that had perched in his mind. Tania is not a woman. She's an honorable woman so it's impossible to communicate with Abraham when her status is no longer Xander's wife, Jonathan's inner being.

"A few days ago I went to a restaurant to attend a college reunion and accidentally met Tania there. I thought it was just my hallucinations, but it turns out he's really back. Tania ... return to this city, Uncle." Abraham looked up and looked at Jonathan, then hurriedly lowered his head again.

The corner of Jonathan's lips was drawn upward, the reality he had just heard giving a breath of fresh air within the fifty-four-year-old man. His instincts towards Tania were never wrong. For men of American descent, Tania Maharani is still a good woman even though her parents are not known to exist.

"What's? So, Uncle already knows? Then why not tell me?" peekik Abraham's. He was quite surprised by Jonathan.

Jonathan returned with a sharp look like a knife that had just been sharpened. "Who are you so Uncle has to report first?"

The more shrunken guts Abraham heard a voice pitched with annoyance. Stupid, why did my lips even say a sentence that should not be asked to Uncle Joe. Aargh, why do I lose control every time I talk about Tania? he cursed his stupidity for saying presumptuous.

"So, your arrival here just wants to deliver the news?" Jonathan reopened his voice after a moment of silence.

"Yes, Uncle." Abraham could not answer in long sentences. Feeling this moment whatever was done was always wrong in Jonathan's eyes. He'd rather be quiet than have to deal with Jonathan.

The atmosphere was back silent. Both Jonathan and Abraham were busy with their own thoughts. Abraham is still quite surprised because apparently Jonathan already knows if the former son-in-law of the Vincent family has returned, while Jonathan is busy thinking about who the real mother of Arsenio.

"Uncle, that little boy, who? Why does his face look so similar to Xander's?" Abraham asked Jonathan. I don't know why he became curious about the figure of a child who stepped casually while sipping milk box. His style is so cool like Xander when he was a child.

Aah ... suddenly Abraham so longed when they were still getting along, loving each other and protecting each other.

Take a deep breath and hold it inside the chest cavity before blushing out. "I don't know what the boy's relationship is with Xander. However, my instincts tell me if she is my granddaughter."

"My instincts say so, Uncle. There are many similarities between the boy and Xander" Abraham said, agreeing with Jonathan.

Abraham ventured back to Jonathan. "Uncle, why don't you try a DNA test to determine if he's Xander's son or not rather than guessing something uncertain. If everything is clear, Uncle just look for who the real mother of the boy is. Is Lidya right or maybe-"

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