Chapter 712


    Chapter 712


    Even though she had only met Terry once, the image of his features was etched in her heart…


    When she saw the children‘s eyes, nose, and lips… she found they and Terry had been cast in the


    same mold.


    Could they be Terry‘s illegitimate children?


    A hint of hostility appeared in Isabelle‘s eyes.


    Meanwhile , Alden and George turned a blind eye to her and sat on the couch.


    “Who are you?”


    Isabelle crossed her legs as she questioned them indifferently and w?rily.


    “Who are you?” George coolly asked in return.


    The boy was arrogant, aloof, and collected. His aura was simr to that of Terry.


    took a deep breath. “I’m Terry‘s


    a cold and stern voice rang out, “Who‘s my


    Isabelle froze.


    father had ns to betroth her to Terry,


    dared to tell others that she was


    thought Terry would overhear


    dryly. “I was just joking with the


    children. For a moment, he


    of familiarity returned to


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    out.” Terry turned to Isabelle. “Don‘te in


    almost erupted


    calm down before she said, “I won‘t get in your way.


    them. Go out


    he have with two


    her out on


    Auguste was in power, she coulde and go


    did her status plummet


    Auguste?


    She turned her head and left in a huff.


    Following that, Terry turned to the children. “Who‘s Sir Daugherty? Who’s Hal the milk lover?”


    George found his voice to be familiar.


    However, since Terry was speaking in English, George did not give it a second thought and calmly said,


    “I‘m Hal the milk lover.”


    Terry shook his head. “You don‘t look like a milk lover.” The person who called himself “Hal the milk


    lover” should be an outgoing and lively person. Meanwhile, the child before him appeared mature and


    did not quite fit the vibe that the name gave off.


    “It‘s us,” Alden said indifferently. “We’re here. Can you let go of Karl now?”


    “How do I know if you‘re not just impostors?” Terry stroked his chin. “Unless, you prove yourself.”


    The truth was, Terry trusted them, at least a little if not entirely.


    Still, it was hard to believe that the four– or five–year–old children were famous hackers on the Dark


    Net.


    Alden nodded. “Do you haveputers? You‘ll find out in a match.”


    So, Terry gestured for his servant to prepare someputers.