Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 753:

Kevin looked at Connor and could instantly tell that he was still acting childish. Connor seemed to respect Kevin, but he was clearly on alert. The way he sat next to Marissa, showing their closeness, was his way of saying, “Stay away. She’s my wife, and these are our kids!”

Kevin felt jealous. Connor’s audacity was nearly admirable. Yet, Marissa wasn’t his wife, and the children weren’t his either. He had no right to lay claim to them. Kevin was Marissa’s brother, which made him Tiffany’s brother as well, and thus, uncle to her children. That was why he was much closer to Marissa and the kids than Connor, who was essentially an outsider.

With that perspective, Kevin dismissed Connor’s posturing and addressed the kids, “Don’t worry. Sometimes the person you call ‘Dad’ might not be your real dad, but an uncle is always your real uncle. Feel free to ask your uncle for anything.” He gave Connor a challenging look after saying this.

The kids, oblivious to the deeper currents, took things at face value. To them, their dad was their dad, and their uncle was their uncle. Connor picked up on Kevin’s subtle cues. He looked at Marissa, surprised that she had already told Kevin everything. It was obvious she deeply trusted her so-called brother, which fueled the jealousy building inside him. She had never shown him that level of trust.

Connor knew little about Kevin. Marissa had uttered his name in her sleep once, and upon waking, she clarified that Kevin was a relative she hadn’t seen in eighteen years. That was all he knew. Now, seeing Kevin in person, Connor observed they were about the same age, which suggested Marissa and Kevin were childhood friends. From Kevin’s looks, Connor guessed he was likely from BIO Grein. Marissa was sent to live with the Nash family in Adagend at the age of four, meaning Kevin had been with her before she turned four.

Many children forget their experiences before the age of four, but Marissa still held clear memories of her friend and even referred to him as her brother. It was evident that Kevin played a significant role in her early life. In a short time, Connor understood the connection between Kevin and Marissa. However, he wasn’t quite sure what kind of person Kevin had become over the years. A glance at him confirmed that he was no ordinary individual.noveldrama

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At that moment, Lindsay expressed her desire, saying, “Uncle Kevin, I want a sports car!” Marissa, who had been watching with a smile, quickly interjected, “Lindsay, why would you need a sports car at your age? Are you planning to just park it and let it gather dust?”

Lindsay played nervously with her fingers and explained, “I want a sports car just like the racing legend Wind’s! I’ve researched, and there are only four of these cars worldwide. If I don’t get one soon, they’ll all be taken.” She gave Marissa a wary look and continued, “Wind is my idol. Even though I can’t drive, I want to feel close to someone I admire.”

Marissa raised an eyebrow, amused that a four-year-old had such an idol she wanted to be close to. “Ha!” Marissa chuckled and rubbed her forehead. Lindsay was a dreamer, but she had no grasp of money. She didn’t realize the car she wanted cost 120 million dollars. How could she ask for such an expensive gift?

While Marissa considered Kevin like a brother, she felt it wasn’t right for the kids to impose on him this way. She was about to reject the idea when Kevin eagerly interjected, “Of course! I’ll get you that car and deliver it right to your doorstep!”

“Kevin!” Marissa called out. “Are you really going to spoil these kids like that?”

Kevin shrugged and said, “That’s what uncles are for. I’m not doing anything extraordinary.” He then turned to Lawrence and asked, “And you, what would you like?”

Lawrence looked up, his eyes wide with excitement, and said, “I want a mansion!” Marissa was stunned by the bold request. She couldn’t help but wonder which wealthy tycoon Tiffany had these kids with. It seemed like their love for wealth was ingrained in their genes

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