Harper Gibson was also clear that Jack Thompson and Chad Thompson were Adam Ross’s children.
However, when he had initially found out that Adam Ross wasn’t even married, yet had two five-year-old children, he was shocked for quite a while.
He had even thought of Adam Ross as a philanderer.
Once Adam Ross heard this, he instantly straightened his back: "What’s wrong with this young master’s genes? They are quite excellent."
While saying this, Adam Ross confidently patted his own chest.
"Co on, with those genes of yours that got you failing several subjects back in school?"
The Gibson Family and the Ross Family were old family friends, and Harper Gibson and Adam Ross could be considered childhood friends who had always gone to the sa school, which made their relationship even closer.
"That was just an accident, okay?"
Adam Ross muttered under his breath, then he glanced around and knocked on Harper Gibson’s arm with the back of his hand.
"But now about Jack and Chad..."
"I know." Harper Gibson naturally understood what Adam Ross wanted to say and nodded imdiately.
After surveying the party for a full circle, Charlotte Thompson finally withdrew her gaze and looked up at Adam Ross.
"By the way, where is that woman you ntioned before?"
Upon hearing this, Adam Ross seed to rember sothing, and his expression turned rather unpleasant.
He let out a breath before responding, "She’s been locked up by our old man."
"What?"
Charlotte Thompson exclaid in surprise, totally not expecting such a response.
Fortunately, Charlotte’s voice wasn’t loud, so it didn’t attract any curious looks from the people nearby.
But Charlotte quickly regained her composure.
For a decisively action-oriented person like Mr. Ross, locking up such a mysterious woman seed quite normal.
Realizing that he may have misspoken, Adam Ross quickly waved his hand.
"It’s not exactly imprisonnt. When that woman ca to us, the old man had initially wanted to send her directly ho, but she just wouldn’t go back."
Hearing this, Charlotte Thompson was sowhat puzzled: "Didn’t you find out where she lives?"
"This is truly a headache. I never expected her to be from out of town, staying in hotels here all along, and her real place of residence..."
As Adam Ross spoke hesitantly, curiosity increased in Charlotte Thompson’s eyes.
She pondered for a mont, then boldly guessed, "Could it be that you didn’t find it?"
Adam Ross didn’t respond verbally, but his deanor confird Charlotte Thompson’s guess.
A trace of depth flicked through Charlotte’s eyes.
Indeed, this ti she had co prepared.
And for the Ross Family to also be unable to find real information indicated that the person behind the scenes was quite capable.
"Later when asked, she simply stopped talking, insisting on staying with the Ross Family. But with our old man’s temperant, how could he agree? So he placed her in a vacant apartnt and has been having soone watch over her in secret, to see if she would go out and et soone."
Adam Ross had never encountered such a person before, and thinking about it now, he just found it troubleso.
He was also annoyed with himself for sohow forgetting to deal with such a significant matter.
"I see..." Charlotte Thompson frowned silently.
If Mr. Ross had already placed that woman under surveillance, then surely there wouldn’t be any disturbance at today’s family banquet?
Just as Charlotte Thompson was thinking this, the music around them gradually faded, and Mr. Ross was wheeled out in a wheelchair.
"Thank you, everyone, for taking ti out of your busy schedules to attend this old man’s birthday celebration."
Mr. Ross began with a cheerful smile, but his gaze quickly landed on Charlotte Thompson.
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