Chapter 933 - Making a fool of yourself


    Leo this look, say more, I''m afraid to do it.


    And look at Mario, calm and collected, to Leo''s warning deaf, the kind of empty-eyed calm, as if


    everything is in his hands.


    I subconsciously looked elsewhere, the cafe are three or two piles of customers, at this time to look


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    over, but also just habitual gossip, looks like nothing unusual.


    It is always extraordinarily calm before a storm, and although I don''t know what Mario is ying at, one


    thing is for sure, impulsiveness can be bad.


    After thinking about it, I reached out and pulled Leo, letting him fall back onto the couch.


    When I looked at Mario, I put a fake smile on my face and responded in a kind manner, "You just said


    you want to file awsuit, right? As awyer, I''ll tell you clearly that as rie''s biological father, you do


    have priority in the custody of the child.


    I was poked, Mario simply hands spread, admitted, "Yes, so what? I''m just a doctor, of course, I need a


    eye, do not stop me from seeing rie, otherwise in court, to listen to thewyer said those difficult


    words, can not me me. "


    "Hmph ......" I couldn''t help but sneer.


    A specialization in the field to try to scare me, is too underestimated me!


    "Although I don''t know who yourwyer is, but I am here to pity him first, thiswyer''s fee, he is not


    destined to get it." I looked at him good-naturedly, the corners of my mouth slightly hooked up.


    Mario''s eyes closed as if he was thinking about what tricks I was ying.


    I smiled and leaned forward slightly, "You must not have told yourwyer the truth if you''re so confident,


    right? Mario, rie''s hospital surgery, all the evidence that could easily be found, and your criminal


    past, I''m sure those who are still suffering from illnesses because of the Bet family''s factory will be


    happy to be my witnesses unconditionally to prove what a dehumanized, selfish brute you really are.


    What a dehumanizing, self-serving brute!"


    "I hadn''t thought about it until you said you wanted custody, and since you said you were rie''s


    father, I would like to ask, you brought her there knowing that the chemical nt was polluted and


    caused her to suffer from an almost incurable terminal illness, and you put her in such a helpless


    situation when it was obvious that she trusted you so much, and under Article 261 of the Criminal Code


    for abandonment, I should very much sue you for another Abandonment, so you can go back to that


    damned prison!"


    It was the first time I felt that choosing to be awyer was an incredibly good decision.


    In the past minute, without even carefully choreographing it in my head, I blurted out the criminalw


    regtions, but left Mario speechless, which is the best result of arming myself from my mind.


    Seeing that he had nothing to say, I was suddenly relieved.


    What am I worrying about? Such a person, who has long been unqualified to be a father, wants to take


    away rie, which is simply a fool''s errand.


    After exchanging a look with Leo, they got up in silence and prepared to leave.


    After two steps, I stopped again and squinted sideways at him, "Mario, not everything can be started


    again, wrong, there is a price to pay, this is the only andst time I warn you, rie is Diana''s child is


    also mine, it has nothing to do with you, don''te back and make a fool of yourself, youe near


    her again, I will fight you. "


    When I finished, I lifted my feet and left without looking back.


    He didn''te after me, there was no reason or need to, the way I just made it clear enough to him


    that a custody battle had no chance of winning for him, and that by pissing me off, not just by


    transferring schools, I could hide rie at any cost.


    Sitting in the car, Leo seat belt, I could not help but look at the cafe sign again, eyebrows vaguely


    jumped, "brother, I still do not feelfortable, thepany IT department of your few good


    technology, all called home."


    Leo considered it for a moment, said nothing, then picked up his phone and tapped it, got it done, fired


    up the engine and drove the car home.


    Half an hourter, walking into the lobby of the Kennedy Residence, five or six svelte boys wearing the


    same id shirts and sses were already waiting inside.


    "Mr. Kennedy," a line of people greeted Leo respectfully.


    "Well." Leo lightly responded, and then said to me, "The best domestic IT graduates this year are here,


    what do you want to do, just say it, these people are nerds, ttering words are not very good, but do


    things, not at all ambiguous."


    I nodded, and without being polite to him, I walked up and made my purpose clear, "Did you bring all


    theputers?"


    "Miss Kennedy who brought it," the boy in the far corner replied loudly, but didn''t dare to look up at me,


    I could tell he was a little nervous and shaking.


    The others were no better, either clenching their fists or putting their heads down. I looked to Leo for


    help and asked with my eyes, "Are you sure these are the technical experts?"


    Leo looped his arms, proudly raised his chin, let me wash my eyes and wait for the show, the arrogant


    look, really let people express doubt.


    Now there is no other choice but to trust him.


    I straightened out my mood before I spoke again, "Well, then I''ll bother a few of you,ter I''ll send


    Newton Townthe Bet family''s information to your phones, along with the password to my private


    ount, I want you to get the Bet family''s illegal crime at all costs information, or anything that will


    make them shed ayer of skin, any questions?"


    "No problem!"


    This loud voice almost did not scare me, look at the sound, or just the boy, but he is now staring at me,


    like a cocktail, a bit regal.


    After staring at him for two seconds, the boy suddenly yelled in a low voice, "Action!"


    The other boys, as if they had suddenly triggered some skill, bowed fiercely to me and walked neatly


    towards the dining room table, opening their long-cedptops in a neat manner.


    A few momentster, the quiet living room instantly resounded with the sound of "da da da da da"


    keyboard.


    Approach and look down, the original mute people staring at the screen, eyes slightly narrowed, fingers


    flying on the keyboard, it is impossible to see the action, time seems to have elerated dozens of


    times in them.


    I nodded this satisfied, Leo''s vision, really can not be wrong.


    Ten minutester, the boy closest to me stopped what he was doing, turned hisputer screen


    around to face me, and calmly said, "It''s done Miss Kennedy, now all of the Bet family''s funds have


    been frozen, and unless I disarm the virus, they won''t be able to spend a single penny today. "