The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

Chapter 287 – Ch. 287 Bossley’s Secret Phone Line

When Declan was on his way to this villa and got word that he was going to have dinner with his father, Declan imagined hundreds of scenarios for conversing like a father and son pair.

He expected an awkward moment but heartwarming dining, but not like this.

No one spoke, and Declan refused to open his mouth. Telling him that he had a half-sister was something, but opposing his marriage to the woman he loved, made things worse.

Dario was his birth father, but that didn't mean the older man could go against what he wanted to do.

They hadn't seen each other for over twenty years, but this older man had nothing to say but drop a bomb twice right in front of his face. How could he prepare himself when he expects an amiable meet-up and talking?

"Do you like the meal?"

"So-so." was the short answer for his father's kind question.

"I see. I don't know what your favorite dish is, so I just had the head chef prepare something common that a lot of people will surely like."

Declan didn't know what his father was thinking. He was kind like any other father in one time but changed into someone Declan had never seen in another. And the next second, that older man was back to being a caring father that would like to get to know about his long-lost son.

"It's nice. I'm not a picky eater."

Declan glanced at him briefly and saw a satisfied smile on his father's face before Declan went back to casually devouring his food.

"I have signed a cooperation agreement from Mr. Black. I will give it to you later."

Declan only nodded his head once without making a sound.

"How long are you going to stay here?"

"I've already booked a plane ticket for tomorrow evening."

"That soon? I hope you can stay here for a few more days."

"Why don't you just come to New York? I will introduce you to your future daughter-in-law as well as… my half-sister."

Dario's hand slicing his steak stopped hearing it. He glanced at Declan with a questioning look.

"You know you have a younger sister?"

"How could I not? Mother left her in the same orphanage right after she gave birth to her youngest child. I watched her grow up, and I took care of her. She is the only sister I have."

Declan couldn't read his father's mind because the older man didn't react to his words. His father didn't seem surprised, but at the same time, Declan felt his father didn't know that his mother had another child from another man.

"That woman…" Dario murmured as he glanced sideways as if something he hated was there.

"So you don't know." Declan sliced ​​his steak casually.

"How old is she?"

"Why? Are you going to meet her? Why are you angry? You also have other kids with other women."

"I thought you would like to have a peaceful dining with me." Dario lifted his wine glass casually and took a sip of his drink without taking his eyes off his son.

"Isn't it a bit too late for that?" Declan felt satiated even though he barely finished half of his meal. "Thanks for the meal. I'll excuse myself."

Declan got up and came out of the dining room to go to the room that the head assistant of this house had provided.

On the contrary, Dario continued to eat as if there was no cold war between him and his son.

"Master, we managed to find that person's secret line."

"Hmm." after devouring the last bite, Dario took a white cloth only to wipe his mouth. "Link me to him." Dario got up and walked towards his room.

"Yes, sir."

Back at the Zouch residence, Kristopher arrived and asked to meet with Bossley Zouch.

"Kristopher McCoy? I don't know him." Bossley was confused by the arrival of this unknown guest named Kristopher.

"He said he was Mr. Black's man, sir."

"Which Mr. Black again?"

"It's Mr. Declan Black."

Bossley frowned in confusion at this. Why did Declan send his right-hand man here to talk to him?

"Okay. Let him in." Bossley waved his hand at his assistant as if he was shooing the person away when he noticed a red light on his very rarely used telephone.

This telephone was the secret line he used to contact Hades' core members, and since they lived in this house, it had never been used.

Why are his team members… former members now contacting him?

When Conn Allanach came to town to pick up his two children, he didn't even stop by just to say hello.

Bossley picked up the phone and remained silent as he waited for the person on the other side to speak first.

"It's been a while."

Bossley's eyebrow rose at this unfamiliar voice. It's not Conn Allanach's voice or his hidden protector. Surprisingly, he also felt familiar with this voice, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"I have something for you. Turn on the TV in your room."

Bossley's eyebrows twitched as he was annoyed with the person on the other side. Now he was sure this person was neither a member of Hades nor his hidden protector. Nevertheless, Bossley complied with what the caller wanted.

The person who could infiltrate his secret line system was definitely not a passerby. Therefore, he wanted to know this caller's intention of disturbing him.

As soon as the TV turned on, he saw that his future son-in-law was there, in a room filled with books.

Was this person going to threaten him using Declan? That's why Kris came here to ask for help.

Hmph! If Declan falls into a trap and needs his help to save Declan, then the man doesn't deserve to be his son-in-law.

"No matter what you do to him, I would never buy it."

There was a sly laugh across the line, and Bossley couldn't help but have a feeling he'd heard this type of laugh before.

"Keep watching."

Not long after, he saw Declan pick up a small figure on top of one of the bookcases. Bossley squinted his eyes and used his glasses to see the young couple within the small frame.

And it turned out…

Bossley's hand that was holding the phone's handle was tightened until it almost broke the algae.

"YOU!!" now he remembered. He recognized who was on the other side.

"What do you think of my son?"

"!?"

"Declan is surely an ideal son-in-law, don't you think?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You heard me. Declan is my son."

As if Bossley heard an explosion in his head, he felt a wave of wrath emerging from inside.

Declan is that bastard's son!?