Chapter 179 The Truth Back Then
Johny held a box in his hand.
Swedum remembered what the car he liked looked like, so he excitedly took the box from Johny.
Ceres was helpless and had no idea why Swedum coulde here quickly.
"As his father, Ie to send my son a gift. I shouldn''t be rejected, right?" Johny smiled at Ceres.
The smile was tender and soothing, and Johny dropped all pretense. At this moment, he was not the
CEO, but a father.
"Daddy,e in!" Swedum rushed to shout and carried the box to the sofa.
Ceres had no choice but to open the door. She had no reason to stop the father and son meeting.
Sometimes she thought she should be selfish and take Swedum away, or even hide him so Johny
could never see his son again, but that would be not fair to Swedum.
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Johny sat on the sofa and helped Swedum open the box.
"Wow, is this for me?" Swedum held the car model in his hand and looked up and down, unwilling to let
go of it.
"Of course," Johny suddenly frowned. "How did you know?"
"Look here. The car I yed with at the mall that day is a limited edition, and each car has a mark on it.
There''s an SD on this car. SD is for Swedum, isn''t it? I know!"
Johny was amazed at this boy''s observation.
It did have a mark, but it was in a very obscure ce of the car. Swedum just went to the mall and
yed with it, and he found it.
"Do you know how to y with it?"
"Of course I do," asked Swedum as she raised her head, "Do you know it?"
"Of course, I designed this."
"Really? Daddy, you also design artificial intelligence, just like mommy?" Swedum stared at Johny with
wide eyes.
Johny nced at Ceres and nodded.
"That''s great! Daddy, y for me!"
Swedum handed Johny the remote control.
Johny took it and quickly let the toy car go up and down. Swedum was stunned and gave Johny a
thumbs-up.
"Daddy, then I''ll go upstairs to y! The space here is too small!" As he spoke, Swedum picked up his
car and ran upstairs.
Ceres felt a bit dizzy. It was clear that there was enough space in the living room downstairs, but her
son insisted that it was too small, which was clearly intentional to leave time and space for them.
Maybe her son was a two-faced boy.
He said he just wanted to see his father, but in fact, he wanted to y alone.
Ceres thought silently.
When she distracted back, she found that Johny''s eyes had been fixed on her. His eyes were hot and
full of affection.
Ever since they met again, she had seen Johny''s hot stare, which made her body tense every time.
"The gift is sent. Can you leave now?"
Ceres walked to the door and opened it as if to drive him away.
Johny sat on the sofa, not moving.
"Ceres, don''t you have any interest in what happened? You don''t want to know the truth? I know you
loved me, and I''m sure you know I loved you, love you, and will always love you."
"Your so-called deep love is filled with lies. I can''t ept such love."
"Then have you ever thought about why I would lie to you?"
Ceres fell silent.
Of course, she wanted to know.
At first, she had always thought that Johny was doing this for his benefit. He wanted the woman he
loved and he wanted to be the heir to the Winsor Group and the Winsor family.
However, she would fantasize about it from time to time. Johny also had his own hard time.
"Ie to you today because I want to tell you everything that happened back then. Ceres, I swear I
won''t lie to you today."
Johny saw Ceres in silence and knew that Ceres wanted to know.
Ceres slowly walked to the sofa and sat down. "Alright, then I''ll give you a chance. Tell me how you
killed my father back then!"
Johny didn''t immediately contradict Ceres. He knew the story needed to be told from the beginning.
"Ever since I found out your father was in prison, I''ve been asking Bob to look into this. Bobes
from a military background, and he can find out things that no one else can until he told me that George
was something."
Ceres listened expressionlessly.
"He told me that George was a professional assassin and that he was part of a group known
internationally as 9. He was on a level with another killer and they two were the most famous at the
time."
Ceres turned her head to the side.
As for the fact that her father was a killer, she had been slowly epting it over the past three years.
She thought back to when she was a child, and her father used to make tools. The darts she yed
with as a child, the toy pistols she used, the tools she used to hunt up the mountain, all looked unusual.
At that time, she thought her father could do anything. But then she thought that ording to her
father, he was just an ordinary viger, but how could an ordinary viger make such fine weapons?
So Ceres thought there was nothing wrong with her father being a killer, even though she couldn''t
ept it.
"I was shocked by the news, and I know it''s hard for you to ept. After all, he''s the person you admire
the most, and if you find out he''s a killer, a mass murderer, you''ll be devastated. And this group, code-
named 9, is the same group that tried to assassinate me."
Ceres looked at Johny in astonishment. Could there be more stories?
"None of us couldn''t ept that, so I considered it as a mistake. I asked Bob to look it up again,
knowing in my heart that it couldn''t be wrong."
Johny took a deep breath. He felt suffocated and needed to rx a bit to continue.
That was also the shadow in his heart.
Every time he recalled the death of his mother, he would feel unbearable pain.
"Then Bob told me that George couldn''t be your father because George had been injured years ago.
He was infertile. And Bob had found out that..."
"Shut up!" When Ceres heard this, she stood up abruptly.
Johny looked up at Ceres. "Everything I said is true."
"Get out! I don''t want to hear it!" Ceres pointed at the door and roared.