"Surna Kinston," Kyle Kinston said.
"Oh, it’s Mr. Kinston, nice to et you, I’m Chen, just call Little Chen." The other party engaged in casual chatter, "Speaking of which, the surna Kinston is quite rare. But if you ntion the Kinston surna, the first thing that cos to mind is the Kinston Family of Falling City. Just a few days ago, there was a report about the Kinston Family’s Mr. Kinston, who apparently rescued a kidnapped little girl. Speaking of which, you really look a lot like that Mr. Kinston..."
That news report, Mr. Chen had seen it too. Initially, he hadn’t made the connection, but as the conversation progressed, his expression grew increasingly perplexed, realizing that the man in front of him looked remarkably similar to the Mr. Kinston described in the story he read.
"Your... your full na is..." the other party asked, voice trembling slightly, doubting such a coincidence.
Could such a thing really happen?
His ears picked up three words, "Kyle Kinston."
His expression turned even more extraordinary, eyes nearly bulging out, dumbstruck... There was no news of Mr. Kinston getting married! And now here he was, a father to a five-year-old girl, attending... uh, a kindergarten sports event? In won’s costu?
This parent felt like his brain couldn’t process any more.
Kyle Kinston rely turned around, letting the little one hand the ga competition card to the teacher, who filled in the completion ti on it.
"Now it’s okay, right? Can I take off these clothes?" Kyle Kinston said.
"Ah, of course, you can!" The teacher replied hurriedly.
So Kyle Kinston directly took off the costu draped over his regular clothes. The teacher couldn’t help but admire inwardly; even watching him undress was a delightful sight. And this Miss Quinn, she’s really fortunate, isn’t she? To beco the wife of such a CEO?
As for why Miss Quinn seed to be raising the child alone before, and Mr. Kinston suddenly appeared, the teacher naturally wouldn’t question such matters.
In the stands, Mabel Quinn watched her daughter enthusiastically holding Kyle Kinston’s hand, ready to join the next competition, when Alice Conley sighed beside Mabel’s ear, "Although I don’t want to say anything good about him, at least today he’s a qualified father. Had he known earlier, why did he do what he did? When the shipwreck happened, we couldn’t find you for half a year. At that ti, Kyle Kinston was a ss. Initially I’d yell at him, but later, seeing him in that state, I didn’t even have the strength to scold him anymore. You don’t know what he was like, rely skin and bones, inflicting self-wounds, even breaking his own fingers one by one. In short, back then, he truly seed insane. Anyone who saw him would think that even if he survived, he’d beco a madman."
Alice paused for a mont and then continued, "At that ti, Dorian learned that Francine Howards secretly hypnotized Kyle, erasing mories of you and related matters. To help Kyle survive and return to normal, he acquiesced and joined the people who knew about it, including myself and Caleb, to keep it secret from Kyle."
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