Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 716

Chapter 716 I’m afraid it’s not that simple

When Asher realized his mother was not going to punish him but wanted to know how he opened the indow, he was very relieved and

happy

He put his hands together, made a gesture, twisted, and said, “Boom,” to indicate that’s how he unlocked the window.

Others may not understand what his performance means, but after all, he is his own son. Silvia understood it immediately, but he couldn’t believe it. “It’s that simple?”

Asher nodded vigorously.

Silvia thought for a while and signaled to the servant beside him, “Lock the window.”

The servant walked over and locked the window after looking at Mr. Drake in confusion.

Silvia tugged on it, and then tried to open it by herself, but found that except for the key held by the servant, she really couldn’t open it.

Then, Silvia looked at her son and pointed at the window indicating that she wanted to see him open the window.

Asher walked to a bench and stepped up on it. He pulled a long, thin wire from his pocket. He removed it from one of his many toys. Asher slowly inserted the soft wire into the lock. He twisted his hands a few times and turned slowly. For a young child, his movements were very careful. Asher leaned carefully to listen. When he heard the click, the window lock opened.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

“Open, open!” Asher said repeatedly. He happily showed it to his mother, and proudly straightened his small body, as if he was waiting

for praise.

Silvia still hadn’t recovered from the shock.

The child was less than two years old, and Silvia never noticed anything different about him before. She even told Simon Palmer that both of them have high IQs; however, Asher never showed anything about his developing talent. Simon didn’t care. He was happy with his son being healthy, happy and safe.

And Asher finally showed his intelligence by picking a lock. What was he going to grow up to be? A thief?

Silvia didn’t know what to say as she face palmed.

Not understanding why he was not being praised by his mother, Asher looked hesitantly at his grandfather.

Mr. Drake also was stunned. When he saw the child looking at him, he immediately gave him a thumbs-up and said, “You are

awesome, baby!”

After being praised, Asher immediately grinned.

Silvia tilted her head and studied the lock. She was shocked to see her son, such a young child, quickly open the window with a thin

cord in a toy.

“Who taught you?” She looked at her son, wondering where he learned it.

“…Aarna!” Asker replied, tilting his head and thinking.

“Who is Aama?” Mr. Drake was puzzled.

“Aarna Ford?” After thinking for a while, Silvia guessed immediately, “Aarna?”

“Yeah!” Nodding vigorously, he said, “I learned it myself!”

These seemingly contradictory words confused Mr. Drake, “Did you learn that by yourself, or did that Aarna teach you?”

“Hmm…” Frowning slightly, he could have been better at collating and organizing the words to answer the ones that were a bit complicated.

After all, Silvia immediately understood, “Did you see it when Aarna did it and learned it?”

The little guy immediately nodded excitedly.

“You can learn it just by looking at it, amazing!” Mr. Drake said with emotion, “Silvia, your son will have a great future.”

But Silvia thought otherwise, “Where did Aarna get it?”

Asher shook his head, saying he didn’t know, probably because the child was too young to tell.

It seems. The nanny she hired is more complex.

“Silvia. Mr. Drake didn’t realize it at first, but he guessed and called her when she asked.

“I’m fine.” Silvia returned to her senses, “Old man, I’ve finished my work recently, and I might go abroad for a while…”

She wanted to say something but stopped, “Forget it. Let’s talk about it later.” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“What are you going abroad for?” Mr. Drake immediately grasped the critical point, “You are not going to South Asia, are you? The plague is raging there, and the specific situation is not clear. So what are you going to do? If you are worried, let Simon Palmer come

back!”

“Old man, I suspect the plague is not that simple this time.” Silvia pondered for a while and said softly.

Initially, Mr. Drake still had something to say, but when she said this, she was instantly startled, “What… do you know?”

“I don’t know yet, but from the collective poisoning of the factory to Simon leaving, and then the plague suddenly started to spread, I always feel that it’s too coincidental. And…”

She wanted to say there are also experiments in the research institute, those who make people inhale drugs or toxins without knowing it. What exactly are they going to do? Is it simply applied to medical treatment to save lives?