Chapter 461 Your Darling Daughter
Felix stood outside, staring in disbelief at the fleet of luxurious cars parked before the preschool. Who could possibly possess more power and wealth than himself?
The bodyguard opened the car door, and when Jonathan emerged, Felix was stunned. The other children were equally surprised; none had ever seen Jonathan's father before. "Could this be Jon's dad?" he wondered.
"How much do you think Jonathan spent renting that car?" Felix asked skeptically, his tone dripping with arrogance.
Dante yawned. "You probably don't know this, but Jonathan's about to marry into the Sinclair family. He'll become the direct great-grandson of the Sinclairs."
Jonathan had confided in George, admitting he wasn't actually his great-grandson. But George, like Zachary, stubbornly believed otherwise, even mentioning changing Jonathan's last name. He was ready to make a public announcement, but Jonathan stopped him, unwilling to deceive the kind old man. He planned to explain later; a DNA test could always settle it.
Currently, only the Kennedy family and a few trusted individuals knew the truth about Jonathan's connection to George.
"The direct great-grandson of the Sinclair family?" Felix exclaimed incredulously.
In class, Felix whispered, "Jonathan, is Old Mr. Sinclair really your biological great-grandpa?"
Felix, well-acquainted with George from visits to Sinclair Manor with Niel, remembered Jonathan at Nicholas and Cassandra's engagement party, standing beside George.
"Remember the Rainsworth family's engagement party? I was there with the Sinclairs," Jonathan replied, prompting Felix's recollection.
"You're so mean! You didn't tell me!" Felix muttered, embarrassed. The Sinclairs were as wealthy and influential as the Rainsworths, if not more. He felt utterly humiliated by his earlier boasting.
Chapter 461 Your Darling Daughter
"Are we still friends?" Felix asked, his tone softer.
Jonathan, wondering if Felix's friendship would survive knowing he was the Rainsworths' great-grandson, not a Sinclair by blood, said, "Pay attention to class," avoiding the question.
Felix felt wronged. "Hmph, if you're going to ignore me, then I'll ignore you too." He reasoned that as long as his uncles remained childless, he would remain the Rainsworth family's most cherished member, far superior to any position within the Sinclair family.
Meanwhile, Paula and Ralph returned home, worried.
"How did that little rascal get insider information?" Ralph wondered, baffled.
Paula shook her head. "Who knows? Maybe an adult told him," she replied irritably. She mused, "I felt like I'd seen that child before."
Ralph's patience snapped. He found her repeated comments annoying. "I think he dislikes you and is making trouble. I'm heading to the office. You can go home alone." He arranged for someone else to escort Paula.
Reflecting on the day and Ralph's words, Paula couldn't shake the feeling he was right; the child's look had been one of clear disdain. Exhausted, she collapsed on the couch.
Cassandra, recently discharged from the hospital, descended the stairs, pale. "Mom, how did your meeting with Cecilia go yesterday?" she asked.
Paula hesitated. Cassandra, noticing this, tossed a file across the room. "Take a look at this. Your darling daughter," she said, her voice sharp and disdainful.