Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

A chill suddenly gathered in Timmy’s eyes.

“My mommy is the boss in our family! Even my daddy has to obey her. In my grandma’s laboratory, even the masters respect my mommy. Unlike you, who belittle and slander others without understanding anything!”

Alfredo Mitchell was a little embarrassed by Timmy’s rebuttal, but this was just a five-year-old child. Was he going to admit defeat so easily?

“Talking big is easy. But little brother, do you know that’s called bragging?”

Timmy’s face was cold, as if it could drip water.

“Mitchell, please check the International Journal issues 116,125, and 137. They all have papers published by my mommy. And the one in issue 125 won the only gold award this year. Is it your blindness or is it my bragging? You can verify it yourself.”

Alfredo Mitchell’s confrontation with Timmy was just a momentary self – righteousness.

Now, as the child mentioned the academic papers, Mitchell suddenly recalled that Master Kingston had also mentioned Richelle Dunn winning a gold award. Master Kingston had even regretted, “What a pity! I couldn’t compete with my junior sister, and this girl couldn’t become my disciple!”

After expressing regret, he showed off boastfully.

“But, this time, my junior sister lost to me!”

At that time, Alfredo Mitchell didn’t understand what Master Kingston had won.

Looking at it now, it seemed to be about winning this little brat as a disciple?

As Alfredo Mitchell was remembering this, Timmy asked him coldly again.

“Mitchell, how many papers have you published in international journals this year, and what awards have you won?”

Alfredo Mitchell was speechless. Was it so easy to publish papers in international journals?

Winning awards was even more difficult. It seemed that even Master Kingston had only won one gold award at his age?

“I don’t know what you consider amazing in your eyes, Mitchell. As far as I’m concerned, my mommy is super amazing.”

Listening to Timmy’s continuous rebuttals, Kendrick Yacoub, who was standing nearby, silently lit a long row of candles for Alfredo Mitchell in his heart.

He truly deserved it. Who wouldn’t have provoked him if he hadn’t provoked the Lewis’s little master?

And, it wasn’t enough to provoke the little master, but he had to provoke the little master’s treasured mommy?

Wasn’t he asking for death?

However, Kendrick Yacoub was also protective of his own. Hearing Mitchell speak like that about his junior sister made him angry.

“Mitchell, if I remember correctly, you’ve only published one paper in an international journal with Master Kingston and Yonne. On the other hand, my junior sister Richelle has published six papers independently in international journals, three of which were this year alone. She’s co-authored five papers with our master and has co-authored three with our other senior brothers. She’s also won a gold award once. If someone dares to say that she’s not amazing, they’ll be struck by lightning.”

Mitchell’s face turned green as both Kendrick Yacoub and Timmy used well-founded arguments to confront him. He couldn’t even utter a word, let alone argue.

In fact, he knew that Richelle Dunn was excellent.

However, since they had different masters, he hadn’t counted the number of Richelle’s published papers out of jealousy.

Hearing Kendrick clearly list out the number of Richelle’s published papers now, his heart was shocked.

At the same time, he heard Kendrick say,

“Anyway, all our senior brothers’ published papers combined are not as many as our junior sister. As for Master Kingston’s side, perhaps you have more geniuses and could have people who are a hundred times better than our junior sister.”

Kendrick’s words were quite sarcastic.

In this circle, the number of top people was small.

Mitchell chose to ignore this, but facts couldn’t be changed.

Upon hearing Uncle Kendrick’s words, the little devil, Timmy blinked his pretty eyes and asked Alfredo Mitchell curiously,

“Mitchell, does Master have any disciple as amazing as my Mom? Is it you or another senior brother?”

Alfredo Mitchell’s face was slapped painfully, and he didn’t know how to respond to Timmy.

Fortunately, the host announced that the break was over and they were entering the last discussion of the morning. As a result, Alfredo Mitchell was relieved.

Meanwhile, Timmy stealthily extended his small palm towards Kendrick Yacoub.

Kendrick understood, and extended his hand too, for a gentle high-five with Timmy.

The masters continued their in-depth discussion on stage.

Timmy instantly entered a focused learning state, losing all the aggression and killing intent from earlier, and transformed back into a diligent little learner!

The camera once again focused on him, and those who had just heard Timmy’s one-sided crushing dialogue with Alfredo Mitchell no longer looked at him as the son of the richest man.

Instead, they saw the son of a genius.

Many people sighed in their hearts.

“Wow, it turns out he’s Richelle Dunn’s son. No wonder Master Kingston values him so much!”

“Genetic advantage, that’s what it means to win at the starting line.”

After the morning lecture ended, the previous discussions about Timmy shifted from the curiosity and doubt about the heir of the richest family to the curiosity and even worship of a genius’s son..