Chapter 996:
Eileen reclined on the sofa and sighed deeply. âIâm utterly baffled now. I canât make sense of whatâs amiss here.â
âFrom what Iâve learned, Benicioâs mother is a politician, and his father died shortly after he was born,â Bryan said, raising his eyebrow.
âThe Brown family has been involved in politics for generations. All their wives ended up becoming politicians, replacing their husbands who suffered from serious health issues before or after marriage. They were either paralyzed or in a vegetative state; they all died soon after,â Bryan spoke slowly, pausing occasionally to make sure Eileen was following.
Despite this, Eileen didnât quite understand what he was getting at. She rubbed her temples and looked at Bryan. âSweetheart, if you keep analyzing this, I might just get a headache or worse.â
Bryan sighed and replied, âWell, Iâm suggesting that there might be a genetic condition in the Brown family.â
âA genetic condition?â Eileen gasped. âSo, does this mean the men in the Brown family have a short lifespan?â
âNo,â said Bryan.
âIt seems that for generations Benicioâs ancestors, including his father and grandfather, died young in accidents. I suspect a genetic condition in the Brown family. They couldnât escape it, so they died after having children.
As a result, they were extremely selective about their wives.
Each wife had to be exceptionally capable, so the Brown family had chosen Eileen from birth.
Find exclusive chapters gαâηÏvâ¯ðsâ¤com Suddenly Eileen stood up. Bryan also stood up, touched her forehead with his hand and asked: âAre you?
Eileen looked startled.
âDonât try to stop me. Iâm going into politics⦠Ouch!â Before Eileen could finish, Bryan slapped her across the forehead.
on the forehead.
Eileen covered her forehead with her hands. She looked at Bryan and said, âI meant it! If I marry Benicio, Iâll undoubtedly take over the Brown familyâs political role!â âYou really want to be a politician?â Bryan asked, his face darkening.
âYou can try and see what I will do.â
Looking at Benicioâs photo, Eileen pouted. He looked chubby and well groomed.
There was a vacant look in his eyes that reflected his mental deficiency. Nevertheless, it was clear that he had been well looked after.
Eileen suddenly had a plan. I have an idea. Will you play with me tomorrow?â âWill there be a reward?â Bryan asked.
Eileen nodded, raised an eyebrow and replied, âYes. Iâll have sex with you. How about that?â
âDeal,â Bryan said, standing up without hesitation and not even asking for the details of the plan.
The next morning Eileen chose a professional outfit. Although she hadnât worn it for a while and felt a little awkward, she still looked like the determined and capable assistant she had once been.
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