Chapter 999

The night breeze was slightly cold, and the soft moonlight and sporadic

streetlights made the place a dim hazy world.

Luther held Anderson and walked in the flower corridor. They looked

just like loving father and son.

Moonlight shone through the gaps above their head and cast many

“stars” on the ground. Walking in the corridor at night, they felt as if

they were roaming along the Milky Way.

"Anderson, why do you want to come out for a walk with me today?"

Luther asked softly.

He knew that Anderson was different from the average child and he

was pretty mature, so there must be a reason for Anderson to do this.

"Because, there's something I want to say to you alone." Anderson

looked up at Luther.

Luther squatted down and looked at Anderson, "Okay, let's sit here for

a while."

He carried Anderson to a bench, then took off his jacket and draped it

over Anderson, “It's a little cold at night. You won't want to catch a

cold."

Then, he sat down next to Anderson.

"Anderson, what do you want to say to me?" Luther took Anderson's

young body in his arms.

The soft feeling warmed him all the way to his heart. This was his son,

a gift from God.

Anderson turned sideways, tilted his head, and stared straight at Luther

with a crystal gleam refracting from his ebony eyes.

He looked extraordinarily serious, as if he had very important things to

say.

Luther also looked at Anderson and frowned. He was shocked by the

serious look of Anderson.

“You're my dad, aren't you." Anderson asked bluntly.

Luther froze and could not help but tightening his arms around

Anderson.

He didn't expect that Anderson would ask such a question.

For the moment, he didn't want Joyce to know that he already knew her

identity.

But to his surprise, Anderson, who was incredibly intelligent, unveiled

the bottom card in advance.

However, since Anderson offered to have a walk downstairs with him

alone, the little guy must have other plans.

"How did you know that?" Luther smiled gently as he reached out and

pinched Anderson's little nose.

“Last time, you gave me a computer, and a smartphone." Anderson

said with a sly smile.

"And then what?" Luther asked curiously.

"The computer you gave me was registered with your own account, so

..." Anderson paused, "so it was easy for me to sync to the computer of

your own, where I found everything."

Luther frowned. He had forgotten that Anderson was a computer whiz.

In addition to various secrets on the business side, he kept some

photos from his private collection in his computer.

"I saw, from your computer, there is a picture of mommy." Anderson

held out two fingers and wiggled them proudly.

Luther was stunned again. He did keep a few photos of Joyce in his

computer, and he found these photos after Joyce disappeared.

In more than a thousand sleepless nights, every minute was just a

torment to him and he could only look at these photos over and over

again. He thought about the good times in the past, numbing his long

ashen heart.

However, on those photos was Joyce's real face, not her mask.

"Hey, mommy usually has two faces.” Anderson could see Luther's

doubts, and he directly pointed it out.