A native of the United States

Chapter 52 You already knew I was your father?

"Call me President."

"You've only been in office for one day as president."

The son was sitting, but the father was standing, and the son was showing the president's profile to his father, looking at him as if he was looking at his employees.

The motherlander suppressed his anger after saying something angrily, and took a breath.

He doesn't care about it, Ron just doesn't know his identity yet, and his expression is complicated.

"Listen, I've always wondered why there suddenly appeared a you whose ability is very similar to mine and not inferior to mine. I thought it was Walter who recreated you.

But just a few days ago, I discovered something. "

Pausing for a moment, he raised his head and stared at Ron with a much more serious tone.

"Ron, I am actually your father, and you are the son born to me and Becca!"

After saying this, the office became silent, and the people from the motherland stared at Ron's face, thinking that Ron would ask back in astonishment in the next second, and then he could explain and uncover everything by himself.

Becca concealed, Walter deceived, Ron didn't know that he would treat his father like that, and when his identity was confirmed, he must have panicked and exclaimed what he had done before.

Is it something a son should do to provoke his father, fight with him, and threaten his father with excuses?
Immediately afterwards, Ron apologized and repented, and he smiled lightly, patted his son on the shoulder, and tolerated like an old father...

"Finished?"

But—no shock, no doubt, Ron in the chair looked at him as if hearing a trivial news, interrupting his deduction.

The previous ability point skyrocketed again for no reason, and the motherlander who loved to appear in front of the spotlight and enjoy the cheers of the crowd suddenly disappeared for a few days without making a sound. He more or less guessed the truth of the matter.

"I mean—you're the son of me and Becca"

Something didn't seem right, the native of the motherland froze for a moment, then quickly repeated.

"I heard this sentence, is there anything else?"

Looking at him calmly, Ron leaned back and crossed his hands, with an expression as if the time-valued CEO was unhappy when his time was wasted by ignorant employees.

"I……"

The people from the motherland looked at Ron, whose face remained unchanged, his throat seemed to be stuck in something, and he couldn't speak.

"A lot of things are waiting for me on my first day as president, remember to knock on the door next time."

He waved his hand and signaled the natives to go down.

"This is a company, rules and regulations are very important."

"Don't you know..."

The motherlander, who was at a loss by his attitude, suddenly understood something, and blurted out with an expression of disbelief.

"You already knew I was your father?"

In the past, it was all because of Ron's knowledge of his father?

"I let you go down, stop repeating your useless nonsense."

Hearing the nonsense repeated several times by the people from the motherland again, Ron was expressionless.

"Did you forget something?
You have to remember, when I speak, you are always obedient and obedient! "

He pointed to the people of the motherland and emphasized.

"You...how can you treat me like this, I am your father!"

The people from the motherland who had never encountered such a situation opened their mouths, feeling absurd for a while, so absurd that they suspected that they were dreaming.

The son sat behind the desk, dissatisfied with teaching his father to figure out the relationship between the two and who is the boss?

On the mobile phone on the table, facing the video of the people from the motherland on the plane, it can be sent to major newspapers and websites with just one touch. Ron looked at him and said slowly.

"Need I remind you of the consequences of going against my will?"

……

The man from the motherland went down, and left Ron's office with a suspicious expression on his face. He wanted to go back and find out what went wrong.

Before knowing that Ron was his son, he was threatened by Ron, but after knowing it, he was still threatened by Ron, nothing changed.

But how could things be like this?
Could it be that Walter let the social and family relationships he memorized when he grew up in the laboratory be wrong.

In fact, a son can reprimand his father at will, threaten and control his father, is he a good son?
……

"We are here today to mourn the victims of Transoceanic Flight 37."

On an empty meadow, a public memorial service was held for the people of the transoceanic Flight 37 that shocked the United States not long ago when it was killed by robbers.

People from all walks of life dressed in black with solemn expressions, and the family members of the victim in the front row sadly held the portraits of their loved ones and wept softly.

Standing on the stage in a battle suit, Maeve lost her heroic spirit of the past, with haggard eyes, looked at the audience, and delivered a speech.

"The souls of more than 200 innocent people disappeared instantly in a senseless atrocity."

Caroline Kosinski, a preschool teacher from Skokie..."

She read the speech written by Walter in a trembling voice, and looked at the families of the victims in the audience, and there were bursts of buzzing in her ears.

In a trance, Maeve seemed to be back in the chaotic cabin full of screams and wailing, and those suffering and desperate people begged for help.

She ignores those who once regarded her as hope, and says a meaningless apology, and cruelly abandons them.

Let them fall into the ocean with the plane, leaving no bones.

"Young French neurosurgeon, Dr. Julien Barlow..."

Every time the name of the deceased was pronounced, it seemed to torture and condemn her. Maeve couldn't help but think back to their terrified faces before they died. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, and at the end with tears in her eyes, she put down the speech and ran away.

"Sorry, my heart goes out to the families who have lost loved ones above."

Condolence speeches by others followed.

She ran to the far side of the road and sat down on a bench. Maeve's face was pale, and silent tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Your fragile appearance is a bit far from the heroic and fearless Queen Maeve that Walter advertised, who will never be confused and cowering."

A voice suddenly sounded.

On the road with a few fallen leaves, Ron walked slowly with his pockets in his pocket.

"You who are also the Super Sevens, don't you know that those propagandas are all fake?
We are nothing without superpowers. "

Not wanting others to see her appearance, Maeve wiped away her tears without any trace, and laughed at herself.

"Everything is fake."

"Presumably you haven't slept well in the past few days, and you have been tormented by guilt and self-blame repeatedly in your heart in the dark night, tossing and turning."

Sit down on the bench, Ron said.

"Because you failed to save those people and watched them die?"

"you know?"

Hearing this sentence, Maeve frowned and stared.

The people of the motherland and she told the outside world that the unified caliber arrived after the plane crashed.

"By the way, I forgot, you are already the president."

She immediately loosened her brows and shook her head as if remembering something, her tone was angry and sad.

"Eligible to learn more about Walter's inside story."

Maeve figured it out afterward, the laser from the homelander was not an accident at all, it was intentional, maybe it was in collusion with Madeleine, for Walt's dirty interests, for the passage of the bill, regardless of human life!
"Do not."

He smiled lightly.

"It's not someone who told me, but I saw it with my own eyes."

"With your own eyes?"

With a puzzled expression, Maeve repeated the word.

"What do you mean with your own eyes?"

(End of this chapter)