Chapter 999


    The night breeze was slightly cold, and the soft moonlight and sporadic streetlights made the ce a


    dim hazy world.


    Luther held Anderson and walked in the flower corridor. They looked just like loving father and son.


    Moonlight shone through the gaps above their head and cast many "stars" on the ground. Walking in


    the corridor at night, they felt as if they were roaming along the Milky Way.


    "Anderson, why do you want toe out for a walk with me today?" Luther asked softly.


    He knew that Anderson was different from the average child and he was pretty mature, so there must


    be a reason for Anderson to do this.


    "Because, there''s something I want to say to you alone." Anderson looked up at Luther.


    Luther squatted down and looked at Anderson, "Okay, let''s sit here for a while."


    He carried Anderson to a bench, then took off his jacket and draped it over Anderson, "It''s a little cold


    at night. You won’t want to catch a cold."


    Then, he sat down next to Anderson.


    "Anderson, what do you want to say to me?" Luther took Anderson''s young body in his arms.


    The soft feeling warmed him all the way to his heart. This was his son, a gift from God.


    Anderson turned sideways, tilted his head, and stared straight at Luther with a crystal gleam refracting


    from his ebony eyes.


    He looked extraordinarily serious, as if he had very important things to say.


    Luther also looked at Anderson and frowned. He was shocked by the serious look of Anderson.


    "You''re my dad, aren''t you." Anderson asked bluntly.


    Luther froze and could not help but tightening his arms around Anderson.


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    He didn''t expect that Anderson would ask such a question.


    For the moment, he didn''t want Joyce to know that he already knew her identity.


    But to his surprise, Anderson, who was incredibly intelligent, unveiled the bottom card in advance.


    However, since Anderson offered to have a walk downstairs with him alone, the little guy must have


    other ns.


    "How did you know that?" Luther smiled gently as he reached out and pinched Anderson''s little nose.


    "Last time, you gave me aputer, and a smartphone." Anderson said with a sly smile.


    "And then what?" Luther asked curiously.


    "Theputer you gave me was registered with your own ount, so ..." Anderson paused, "so it was


    easy for me to sync to theputer of your own, where I found everything."


    Luther frowned. He had forgotten that Anderson was aputer whiz.


    In addition to various secrets on the business side, he kept some photos from his private collection in


    hisputer.


    "I saw, from yourputer, there is a picture of mommy." Anderson held out two fingers and wiggled


    them proudly.


    Luther was stunned again. He did keep a few photos of Joyce in hisputer, and he found these


    photos after Joyce disappeared.


    In more than a thousand sleepless nights, every minute was just a torment to him and he could only


    look at these photos over and over again. He thought about the good times in the past, numbing his


    long ashen heart.


    However, on those photos was Joyce''s real face, not her mask.


    "Hey, mommy usually has two faces." Anderson could see Luther''s doubts, and he directly pointed it


    out.