Chapter 141 Your Circle is Really Chaotic

The sky over San Francisco gradually darkened.

As the sun sets, the night is like a huge net, slowly pulling the entire sky together from all directions. In the midst of the noise, the night falls silently. It falls on the clean car window glass in front of me.

At this moment, outside the car window, as night fell, a small park opposite a villa appeared hazy under the dim lights.

Milo waited silently, without any anxiety or irritation, but only a sense of indifference.

I don't know how much time had passed, but Kenny walked quickly towards the door of the villa opposite.

After getting in the car, he turned around and said to Milo: "Boss, everything is done, there are no mistakes."

"Okay, thank you, Kenny."

Milo smiled with satisfaction, took the key from Kenny, and then said, "You saw him, what do you think of him?"

Kenny hesitated and couldn't help but look at David who was accompanying Milo.

David simply turned his head and looked at the San Francisco city under the night sky, as if he was admiring the night view of San Francisco city.

Fuck it, David!

Kenny had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer his boss's question: "Boss, I don't know. I just met this person today and never met him before. I don't have enough information and intelligence, so it's hard to judge."

In fact, the main reason is that Kenny doesn’t know what his boss is thinking, so he doesn’t dare to say anything.

After all...the guy inside can be said to be Milo's brother in a sense.

Although he is an illegitimate child, an illegitimate child older than Paladin.

But in all these years, no illegitimate child has ever been to Blackburn Manor, not even once.

"Okay. It's normal that you don't know. Come on, let's go in and see him."

Milo lowered the brim of his baseball cap, opened the car door and jumped out. Under the escort of bodyguards, he quickly entered the villa.

The villa is not big, but it is beautifully and cleanly decorated in a modernist style.

In the living room of the villa, Milo saw a beautiful woman holding three young children.

After he came in, she and the children looked at him with nervous and fearful eyes.

Milo smiled at the others, especially the children, "Don't be nervous, dears. After all, I am still your uncle."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and David immediately came over with three large toy boxes.

"I don't know if you will like it, but this is my gift to you. The pink box is for Rosa, and inside is a Barbie doll. The blue and white boxes are for you two, Sprent and Girard."

Looking at David putting the toys on the table, the three children looked eager but did not dare to approach.

Milo smiled again and continued to the woman and children, "I hope you enjoy it. I need to go talk to your father, Rudolph, and that's it. The toys are yours."

After saying this, he didn't wait for the woman and children to react, and walked towards the back garden of the villa accompanied by David and Kenny.

The garden of the villa is not very large, probably only about one thousand square feet.

There are a few trees and a nice lawn with a gazebo at the end of the lawn.

In the pavilion, two bodyguards were guarding a tall man.

Before Milo walked over, the man shouted at him, "Come to me if you have anything to say! You bitch..."

Looking at Milo's stern but not angry eyes as he walked towards him, the man didn't say the second half of his words.

"Rudolph Ayala Black, his mother is Elizabeth Ayala. Elizabeth used to be Joseph Blackburn's full-time secretary. Twenty-five years ago, she took you away from Boston to live in Los Angeles. Seventeen years ago, Elizabeth died. Seven years ago, you moved to San Francisco with your wife."

Milo's voice was very soft, but Rudolph Blake's face became worse and worse.

He opened his mouth to say something, but Milo stopped him with a wave of his hand.

Milo said, "Don't worry. Although I have a film company, this is not a Hollywood movie plot. Besides... our father is just a small congressman now. No one will use you as a stain to attack him. So he didn't send me here. I just want to come and see you. I have no ill intentions."

Milo's long speech obviously made Rudolph feel relieved, but there was still doubt on his face.

He walked up to Rudolph and looked at this illegitimate son of Blackburn who was about the same height as him and looked somewhat similar to him, but had black hair.

It's obvious that he's Joseph's son.

“I understand you own a small offshore fishing company and that you visit the Gulf of Alaska every year to watch your own boats catch fish.”

"I also know that you can get a subsidy of about $10,000 every month from a Washington foundation, in the name of fishery subsidies."

"Also, I know you've been doing great, so don't worry. I really just came to see you, to see you guys..."

Rudolph was silent. In the bright yellow light of the garden, he carefully looked at the blond, blue-eyed... brother in front of him.

He didn't know what Milo wanted to do.

Crazy? He had never contacted me before, but he showed up suddenly and asked his bodyguards to control his family.

After coming over, he said this incomprehensible thing again.

"Okay. I see, you are very nice. Sorry, I came a little unexpectedly this time. Next time I come, I will pay you a formal visit."

Rudolf looked at him and patted his shoulder, then turned and left. "Goodbye, Rudolf. When I leave, please say a few good words to Girard, Sprent, Rosa, and Julia. My bodyguards may have scared the children and your wife."

Rudolph watched Milo leave, and not long after, Milo's bodyguards also left.

Rudolf, who regained his freedom, was still confused when he saw his children and wife rushing towards him.

"dad!"

"dad……"

"Rudolph!"

“…”

Rudolph went over to hug his children and his wife. At this moment, he felt more or less like he had survived a disaster.

"Rudolf, what's going on?" His wife Julia asked him in a panic, "Those bodyguards, and that man... He, he seems to be Milo Blackburn? The famous person, the super genius, the billionaire, the youngest rich man?"

Rudolph took a deep breath but did not directly answer his wife's question: "That's Milo. Milo Blackburn."

When speaking the words of Blackburn's last name, Rudolph clearly puts a lot of effort into it.

But his wife Julia didn't hear it. She said, "Is it really Milo Blackburn? How could such a famous and wealthy person come to our house? And he gave gifts to the children. I just checked, they are all collector's editions from Hasbro and Disney. The three together cost at least more than a thousand dollars. And..."

She waved to her husband, holding a piece of cardboard, "Here's another check. It was given to me by his bodyguard. I looked at it and the number on it is half a million dollars!"

Looking at his wife's excited and puzzled eyes, Rudolph opened his mouth.

To be honest, he didn't know what the situation was.

…

…

In Milo's convoy on the way back to the InterContinental Hotel.

"...Ha, Dad, you are quite patient. You only called me at this time."

"Don't worry, I didn't kill your son. After all, he is my half brother."

"I just suddenly felt a little emotional and wanted to meet them."

"Don't worry, I won't tell mom. But I think she should know. Don't forget what her brother and father are doing."

“…”

After his father hung up the phone, Milo put the phone back in his pocket.

Today Sophie Marceau suddenly asked for a child, which made Milo think a lot.

Simply put, he's gone crazy again.

So he called his grandfather and they had a conversation.

Milo got a brief account of his father's illegitimate children.

Except for himself and Paladin.

Joseph was outside, with three sons and two daughters.

They were born to Joseph and four women.

Three of them were people Joseph knew before he got married, and one was one of his secretaries after he got married.

As expected, when it comes to secretarial work, the father and son have the same interest.

I just don't know if Paladin has this habit.

There may not be a saint-like figure like him.

Rudolph Black was Joseph's first child.

Joseph wasn't even married to Robin at that time.

Among Joseph's illegitimate children, the one closest to Milo happened to be Rudolph Blake.

And Joseph just told him that this kind of thing is normal.

There are even more explosive ones, such as...William Jefferson, his real last name should not be Zipton.

Just look at his resume.

Born in 1946.

Six months before he was born, his biological father died in a car accident.

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Before his biological father returned to the United States from the European battlefield, his mother already had him...

In 1963, 16-year-old Bill visited Washington as a representative of outstanding young people from all over the United States.

At that time, there were more than one hundred young people represented from fifty states.

Bill was the only one who was received by Kennedy, the owner of the White House at the time, and took a photo with him.

In 1964, at the age of 17, Bill entered Georgetown University, majoring in diplomacy. He served as the president of the university student union as soon as he entered the university, and assisted Senator William Fulbright in his work...

Next come the state attorney general, governor, the Democratic National Committee chairman, and finally the President of the United States.

All of the above are the youngest in American history.

Just from the resume he published, one can tell at a glance that everything seems to have been arranged.

If all this is true, then he is the best small-town test-taker in the history of the United States, or even the world.

However, the United States has never had a fertile soil for small-town test-takers.

Even if there were, the only people that could be produced would be dentists and lawyers.

And apart from this person, there is no other small town test-taker in the United States with a similar or much worse resume.

Moreover, this guy has killed more than fifty people in his political career, and nothing happened to him.

After abdicating, he easily helped his wife take the throne.

As soon as he took office, he became a senator from New York State, which is more complicated than Texas and California.

Why don't other retired US presidents help their wives become senators? Not to mention senators, there are not even ordinary congressmen.

But if we say that his real biological father's surname is Rockefeller.

Then it all makes sense.

And this is the explosive news that Joseph just told his son.

The main thing is that Milo knows that Bill will look almost the same as Ariana’s grandfather now when he is old!

The difference is that old David looks more plump and a little fatter.

And Bill has always been thin.

Until after these.

Milo really wanted to say that your circle is so messy.

But when I think about it, I am also in this circle.

Joseph, who had five illegitimate children, was the father.

Bill, whom the father and son just complained about, will be a relative that they cannot publicly know in the future...

Fuck, Americans really like to mess around! But think about it, I have many women now.

In the morning, he even promised Sophie Marceau to get her pregnant.

Thinking that his moral integrity was just that, Milo suddenly felt relaxed.

Oh, I'm American too? That's fine.

With a positive attitude, I returned to the InterContinental Hotel.

Milo just opened the door, changed his shoes, walked through the porch and entered the living room. The first thing he saw was a heart-shaped pattern made of red roses.

He smiled with satisfaction and walked to the restaurant to take a look. The long dining table was already covered with a white tablecloth, and there were two classically beautiful candlesticks. The red wine was placed in an ice bucket, and the dishes on the table were covered by semicircular shiny stainless steel insulation covers.

He had someone arrange this in advance.

I think Sophie Marceau, who is coming here after get off work from the crew, will like it very much.

Milo thought of her elegant and leisurely temperament, stunning beauty and charming French style. Today was also the night she officially prayed for a child.

Milo felt that tonight would probably be a very, very happy night.

Sure enough, when Sophie Marceau looked at the red roses spread out in the living room of the hotel suite and Milo, who had just taken a shower and whose hair was still a little wet.

She was 1.73 meters tall and slender. She jumped up and threw herself into Milo's arms. Her long white legs tightly clamped around his waist, and her arms wrapped around his neck. She actively and excitedly gave him a sweet kiss.

After a long time, their lips parted, a blush rose on Sophie Marceau's fair face, and her tall and pointed nose exhaled a hot breath.

"Are you trying to get me to drive your French supercar right now with this posture?"

Milo held her in his hands and kissed her on the tip of her pointed nose and on her red lips.

“Hehe…”

Sophie Marceau smiled charmingly and licked her red lips seductively. Her beautiful eyes flashed with bright light, and she whispered softly in her unique smoky voice: "You should have prepared like this earlier. I like candlelight dinners!"

“Bang!”

Milo sneered, slapped her on the face, and said, "Take a shower first, then have a candlelight dinner. We have plenty of time tonight. I will make your wish come true. After tonight, you will most likely become a mother!"

"Carry me to wash..."

"Haha, okay, I can even help you wash it!"

The bathroom door was closed, and the sound of water and playfulness continued to come out from the bathroom.

Half an hour later, the bathroom door was still closed.

From inside came the unbridled screams of a woman and the unusually crisp sound of splashing water.

I don’t know how long it took, but the whole bathroom was in a mess, with water all over the floor.

Sophie Marceau, limp all over with her beautiful eyes closed, soaked in the bathtub, lying in Milo's arms, like a dying white swan floating on the water.

Milo gently stroked her round, plump, white and tender skin underwater, which was soft and fragrant.

You really can't blame him for starting to have a baby with her in the bathroom.

This French wannabe mother couldn't wait even a moment for her first kiss.

As soon as they entered the bathtub, she began to tease him in various ways.

Who is Milo? That's the real driver.

In front of you is a super sports car in such excellent condition that it makes people obsessed.

How could a man resist getting in the car? He stepped on the accelerator very hard.

I won’t say more. Only those who drive know. You must drive a good car. At the very least, you must find a car in excellent condition. How can an ordinary car compare with a supercar!

What's more, this super sports car now wants to manufacture a small car, so its subjective kinetic energy is simply maxed out.

Even if the engine was leaking oil and the cylinder was ruptured, she still enjoyed it.

It was as if he would not stop until he had squeezed the key clean.

(End of this chapter)