In the room.
Caleb Faulkner looked at Estelle Sterling and asked, "What do you want to do by calling in here?"
Estelle Sterling sneered, "Wasn’t I just blacklisted a few days ago? I saw all the things they said about online."
Caleb Faulkner nodded repeatedly, "And then? Didn’t all those slanders disappear?"
"So what if they disappeared? Even if they’re gone, those idle netizens are probably still gossiping about in private, so I’m going to do sothing big!"
Caleb Faulkner looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What big thing?"
"Don’t you have an uncle?"
Estelle Sterling looked at Caleb Faulkner with a cunning smile.
"Yeah, I do."
Estelle Sterling put an arm around Caleb Faulkner’s shoulder with a grin, "Isn’t everyone in the Faulkner Family a rare blood type?"
"How do you know?" Caleb Faulkner was surprised.
The young master Estelle grinned, "Back then, I found out about Hades Faulkner through the blood type search. After I got interested in him, I hacked his bank account."
In other words, Estelle Sterling had already investigated Alaric Faulkner and knew all three in the Faulkner Family had rare blood types.
Caleb Faulkner suddenly understood.
Estelle Sterling continued, pleased, "I know that you draw blood regularly every month to store in the Faulkner Family blood bank, so help with sothing."
"What help?"
"You steal your dad’s blood for ."
Caleb Faulkner cast him a sideways glance and said sowhat speechlessly, "You want to steal from my own house? If I get caught, I’ll be kicked out of the family."
Estelle Sterling chuckled, "Haven’t you always fantasized about being kicked out of the family? Then Sister Eleanor can take you in."
Caleb Faulkner heard this and sohow felt a bit happy. Although Eleanor Sterling no longer tries to kick him out,
he still can’t stay with her long-term.
Take this ti for example, after living there for six days, he’s already so happy he doesn’t want to leave.
But alas, he still has to go back; his father personally ca to pick him up, saying his grandmother returned, so he must go back.
"First, tell what exactly you want to do."
Caleb Faulkner got interested and looked at Estelle Sterling, asking further.
For him to do sothing, at the very least, he should know the details; otherwise, he’d just be a fool counting money after being sold.
Estelle Sterling began to explain and analyze.
"Wasn’t the young master blacklisted? Sister Eleanor seems not to want any ties with your dad, so I have to set my sights on soone else."
And that soone else naturally is Jasper Faulkner.
Estelle Sterling absolutely wouldn’t admit that he just got mad because Alaric Faulkner angered him earlier; otherwise, he wouldn’t switch targets.
He would definitely pin the idea of this brilliant son onto him and make him an unwitting father.
Caleb Faulkner was bewildered by his wordplay but still sowhat unclear, so he asked, "I steal the stored blood for you, and then what will you do?"
"Dummy! Of course, it’s to clarify that I’m not an illegitimate child.
If I expose myself as the son of the Faulkner Family’s second son, let’s see if they dare call an illegitimate child."
The Faulkner Family has money and imnse influence, so those dia reporters definitely wouldn’t dare to spread rumors recklessly.
Caleb Faulkner widened his eyes in shock, "You... you’re my second uncle’s kid?"
Estelle Sterling rolled his eyes, why can’t his buddy’s brain turn faster?
He patiently replied, "Of course not! But I can make it seem like it!
I have the sa rare blood type as your Faulkner Family.
You steal your dad’s blood and then give a bit of your blood. I’ll take your two’s blood to do a paternity test.
When the results co out, I’ll directly announce that I’m related to the Faulkner Family’s second son, and won’t I then beco his son?
Since the blood types match, checking would not be easy at that point."
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