"Hey, teacher, is there sothing you need?"
Brian Zane’s voice ca from the other end of the phone, "Eleanor, I have so dical questions I want to ask you."
Eleanor Sterling couldn’t help but find it amusing. Brian Zane was her teacher, well-versed in dicine.
Now he’s actually asking her questions—doesn’t this seem a bit topsy-turvy?
"Alright, go ahead."
"Well... is it possible for soone to get pregnant and have a child without having a sugar daddy or any n involved?"
"..."
Eleanor’s eye twitched, and she replied seriously, "Teacher, asexual reproduction does not occur in humans."
"Alright, so if soone really wants to have a child, they still need a man!"
Upon hearing this, Eleanor was even more speechless.
Isn’t Brian Zane a dicine scholar? Modern dicine emphasizes science, yet now his words make Eleanor feel like he’s abandoned that idea altogether.
"Can a child have two mothers?" Brian Zane asked again.
"..."
Eleanor took a deep breath and then cautiously asked, "Teacher, have you been brainwashed into so kind of cult recently?"
Ever since Brian Zane asked her if she was raising a pretty boy, Eleanor had found things a bit outrageous.
Now she started speculating about what kind of brainwashing Brian’s organization might be doing—perhaps sothing about the end of life?
Brian Zane: "..."
Far away in Aethelgard, Brian Zane held his phone, sighing wistfully.
Ever since discovering this secret, he had verified it three tis, and every ti the results matched, so he was certain.
Caleb Faulkner is Eleanor Sterling’s child!
As for when Eleanor and Alaric Faulkner had him, Brian Zane couldn’t figure it out, which is why he called to ask.
Brian Zane suspected that maybe Eleanor had secretly given birth to Caleb behind his back.
"Eleanor, I’m sending you sothing, it’s good news for you."
Eleanor was already bewildered by Brian, and now his mysterious tone indeed made it seem like he had been brainwashed.
So, Eleanor adamantly stated, "Teacher, I don’t have money to lend you, nor am I interested in making a fortune."
Brian Zane: "..."
He wondered if he was too old, which is why there was such a huge communication gap with Eleanor.
It felt like they were speaking entirely different languages.
Doesn’t she want to know about her son?
"Nonsense!" Brian snorted coldly, "Anyway, I’ll send it to you. Whether you read it or not is up to you."
After saying that, Brian Zane hung up the phone in a huff.
Eleanor gazed blankly at her phone.
Soon, the phone chid with a notification, it was a dical report sent by Brian Zane.
Eleanor hesitated for a mont, not daring to open it. She was conflicted inside, wondering if opening it might infect her phone with a virus?
Brian’s words had been so peculiar, Eleanor had to be cautious.
Eleanor pondered for a mont and promptly sent a ssage to Zion Sheffield.
"Junior, has the teacher asked to borrow money from you lately? Or has he shown any strange behavior?"
Zion quickly replied.
"No, did sothing happen? The teacher has been in the lab all this ti."
"Oh, no problem, I was just asking out of curiosity."
After replying to the ssage, Eleanor took a deep breath and returned to the page.
Forget it, she might as well take a look at what it is, even if it’s sothing from a cult. She needed to understand the content to save her teacher from drowning in it!
Eleanor opened the file.
The large words "Paternity Test" instantly caught her eye.
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