Chapter 175
175 Dalton Still Cares
The woman’s voice in the audio was sultry, followed by the sound of clothes rustling. Anyone who
listened knew at once what had happened after that.
At that moment, Karina blanched. She glanced toward the crowd, where Edmund Anderson, the vice
principal, stood grimacing.
He sported a bulging belly and a balding head. Waving his arms frantically, he yelled, “Turn it off! Tell
the school radio station to turn it off right now!”
The students manning the radio station had wanted to turn off the audio as soon as they realized their
mistake. However, the content was so scandalous that they froze in shock.
More to the point, they had no idea how the audio could have been routed into the broadcasting system
in the first place.
It was as if someone had taken control of their radio station.
Little did they know, someone had indeed taken control of their radio station, albeit remotely. The
person behind this was not in the school compound but at the Chamber of
Commerce.
Wolf was attending a dinner party with Larry when Wynter assigned him the mission.
He ate with such gusto that the attendants at the ball had to give him, and only him, several helpings of
food. They kept the lamb chops, the dessert, and everything else coming.
However, he had come with Larry. The presidents of renowned companies in Southdale all presumed
Wolf was Larry’s son and dared not condemn the child’s eating habits. They even lauded him with
praise.
“He’s got such a healthy appetite!”
Wolf did not utter a single word throughout dinner. He looked clean and proper, not to mention aloof.
He didn’t care much about anyone or anything other than food, not even
Larry.
Wolf carried on eating until the watch on his wrist beeped. His dark eyes lit up as a grin stretched
across his innocent–looking face.
He silently asked Larry for the tablet, which he then connected to a portable keyboard. Just like that, he
sat down in the center of the ballroom.
Larry couldn’t tell what game Wolf was playing to make him look so excited.
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One of the company presidents remarked, “Your son sure is a serious gamer, Mr. Hilton.” “Oh, um,
yes.” Larry was more approachable than usual as he dragged the company president to the side to
discuss business matters.
From the serious look on Wolf’s face, Larry knew the child was up to something and not to be
disturbed.
Meanwhile, Dalton saw this from where he sat on the second floor.
Ethan had been keeping an eye on Wolf, and he would come in from time to time to whisper the latest
update in Dalton’s ear.
Not even Fabian, who was seated across the table from Dalton, could keep Dalton from being so
invested in Wolf’s every move.
Having noticed Dalton’s strange behavior, Fabian raised the porcelain teacup to his l*ps as his grey
brows furrowed. “You seem to care a lot about the little boy. Who is he?
“Don’t tell me you’re only paying attention to him because everyone’s been saying he could be Larry’s
son. Welkin Corporation might be impressive, but you’re better.”
Fabian did not beat around the bush as he regarded Dalton with bright and knowing eyes.
Dalton smiled as he stared at the teacup in his hand. “He’s Dr. Genius’ brother.”
“Dr. Genius‘ brother?” Fabian repeated, surprised. He thought about Wynter, who looked so much like
his wife.
He added somewhat bitterly, “I don’t know what’s going on with that girl. She hasn’t been following up
on our appointments or replying to my messages.”
Dalton wanted to say he was in the same boat, but he doubted now was the right time.
He had sent Wynter the pictures only for her to disappear after that. She didn’t reply to his messages,
either.
If Fabian weren’t here right now, Dalton would have gone to the clinic to personally demand an
explanation from her.