Ziggy held Rachel's hands softly and beamed at her innocently. "Mommy, I'm happy taking care of you. Besides, I'm a big boy now because you took care of me, so it's my turn." 

Rachel wanted to retort, but Ziggy quickly pulled her toward the bathroom. 

He placed her toothbrush with toothpaste and a cup with water in Rachel's hands. "Mommy, quick, you said you were going to go look for a job today." 

Rachel nodded. "That's right, I have to go find work today." 

Once Ziggy returned to the dinner table, he cleaned up the three empty plates and brought it to the sink with a hint of helplessness. 

When Jodie first tried the noodle frittata, she had eaten three helpings of it. What shocked Ziggy was not her brazenness, but how much she could eat. 

After Rachel had washed up, she walked over to Ziggy slowly. "Ziggy, what’s on your mind?" 

Ziggy shook his head and placed the glass of warm 

Rachel nodded without hesitation. "Yes, I would love that." 

Attentive to Rachel's heartiness, Nathan nodded satisfactorily. "Come to the Chapman Group headquarters tomorrow at 8 AM, bring the card, and ask for me at my office." 

Upon finishing his sentence, Nathan left Rachel's sight in huge strides. 

Rachel immediately sank into her thoughts. Everything in the Orange Country depended on the qualification one had. If they were looking for a job after graduation, it depended on their certificates and from where it was obtained. Even professional industries looked for fresh hires that were from a good school. 

Her frantic escape from Istituto Marangoni had caused her to not have a degree, and because of that, she would have been stuck in the Orange Country without a way to move forward! 

An employer like Nathan Chapman, who does not look at qualifications, was rare, let alone being h

Ziggy opened his mouth once again and uttered, "Aunt Jodie." 

Seeing that Jodie was almost at her limit, Ziggy reached out and patted her on her shoulder. "What's wrong, Aunt Jodie? You're my unique, one-of-a-kind Aunt Jodie!" 

Upon hearing Ziggy's proclamation, Jodie could not bring herself to be mad at him. 

She touched her forehead in exasperation. 

'I must be nuts! I'm not even upset at him, but I'm happy? What is this feeling?!' 

"Rachel, let's go back to the apartment you stayed in before. It's easier for me to get to you, and I can look out for a new job for you." 

Rachel shook her head. "I can stay in the apartment, but I can't let you look for a job on my behalf. I can deal with that myself." 

Ziggy held Rachel's hand and said in all seriousness, "Mommy, you can stay home and I can earn money for you!" 

Rachel rubbed Ziggy's head lightly and smiled. "You're a good boy, Ziggy, but this is something grown-ups should worry about." 

She turned to Jodie. "Jodie, can you help to find a nursery for Ziggy?" 

Jodie signed an 'OK' with her hand and nodded. "Consider it done!" 

Ziggy's eyebrows furrowed. "Mommy, I don't want to go to a nursery." 

Rachel cajoled Ziggy, saying, "Ziggy, kids should go to school at your age. Earning money is for grown-ups to worry about. Do you trust me?" 

"I trust mommy!" Ziggy nodded seriously. 

Rachel put up her little finger and showed it to Ziggy with a kind smile. "Let's swear on it. Ziggy will go to school and mommy will earn the money so that Ziggy can marry someone nice in the future!" 

Ziggy pouted but still held out his little finger. "No! I want to marry mommy! No other women!" 

Jodie feigned a cough and approached Ziggy with a smile. "Ziggy-Ziggy! What about me?" 

Ziggy stared at Jodie for a long time before he said, "I'm not gay." 

Jodie tightened her fist and rushed up, trying to teach Ziggy a lesson. 

"Ziggy-boy, you little scoundrel! Of all the things you pick up from your mother, it had to be confusing other people's gender identity!" 

Ziggy was not intimidated at all. Instead, he smiled at her and commented seriously, "I think mommy was right though, Uncle Comer." 

Jodie's pupils widened for a split second before she covered her eyes in depression. "Just... call me Aunt Jodie." 

Jodie was completely lost before Ziggy's peculiarity. 

At midnight, when Rachel and Jodie were sleeping, Ziggy, who was being held in Rachel’s arms, opened his eyes. 

He then carefully climbed out of the bed, switched on the laptop, and logged into an unsaved web address. 

The website loaded with an explosion of incoming messages, alongside a plethora of esoteric, professional-looking alphanumeric and symbolic expressions. 

Ziggy expressed the naivete and playfulness he displayed in the day as he smiled in a mature and devilish manner. 

Without rushing, he clicked on three messages that kept refreshing. 

His fingers danced around on the keyboard with a fey-like grace and an unmatched speed. In no time at all, Ziggy had typed a huge reply to each of the requests there. 

The website was full of Ziggy's codes and programs that he had designed himself. Some of them were for companies, some for personal use, and some were even game exploits. 

Although it was just a tiny website, its pageviews could reach several dozen million clicks per day! Its income was inestimable! 

However, the owner of the website was eccentric, to say the least. Every day, he would only take three cases! 

If someone wanted to buy a piece of code from him, they would need to book him months before they needed it! 

Influence, socioeconomic status, or money, none of those would gain buyers any advantage over other people! 

The transaction was completely honest and fair! 

Furthermore, the codes and programs that were bought from here would always be perfect; so perfect that not even official patches, codes, or programs could match them! 

Those who knew about the website would guess that the owner of the website must be a successful person in the IT industry or a researcher. 

Otherwise, how were they able to design such perfect codes and programs!? 

However, the real owner of the domain was the five-year-old with an incredible typing speed! 

If anyone else knew that the owner of this mysterious website was a five-year-old boy, their jaws would probably drop. 

After completing three transactions promptly, Ziggy cleared the browsing history of the laptop before switching it off. 

He stared into the diamond bank card in his hand. That was his achievement after researching into the IT industry! 

Within one short year, he had already saved up a handsome amount of money! 

'It's not time for mommy to find out yet!' 

Every time Rachel was in some kind of trouble, a sum of money would always be transferred into her account mysteriously. 

Even if Rachel had tried to look for her mysterious benefactor, she had never been successful. 

Ziggy looked back at the sleeping Rachel before he carefully crawled back into her arms. 

'A father? Mommy doesn't need it, I don't need it as well!' 

'After all, I can protect mommy just as well!' 

The next morning, Jodie left enthusiastically, saying that she wanted to look for the best nursery for Ziggy. 

Rachel got up and stretched. Smelling the fragrance in the air, she wandered to the dining table. 

"Wow! It smells so good! Ziggy, you made noodle frittata again!" 

Wearing an apron, Ziggy jumped off of the stool that helped him to reach the stove. 

He took off his apron with a practiced familiarity and placed two glasses of warm milk on the table. 

"Yup, it's mommy's favorite. Mommy, go and brush your teeth before you eat." 

Noodle frittata was cooked noodles wrapped in a folded omelet before serving. 

When biting into the noodle frittata, the fragrance of egg would be followed by the soft, springy noodles which would always make people feel good. 

This was Ziggy's signature dish! Even after many tries to recreate it, Rachel could not even come close. 

Rachel hugged the tiny Ziggy from behind with guilt in her eyes. "Ziggy, at your age, you should be letting me take care of you without a care in the world. Let me do these in the future, alright?"

Ziggy held Rachel's hands softly and beamed at her innocently. "Mommy, I'm happy taking care of you. Besides, I'm a big boy now because you took care of me, so it's my turn." 

Rachel wanted to retort, but Ziggy quickly pulled her toward the bathroom. 

He placed her toothbrush with toothpaste and a cup with water in Rachel's hands. "Mommy, quick, you said you were going to go look for a job today." 

Rachel nodded. "That's right, I have to go find work today." 

Once Ziggy returned to the dinner table, he cleaned up the three empty plates and brought it to the sink with a hint of helplessness. 

When Jodie first tried the noodle frittata, she had eaten three helpings of it. What shocked Ziggy was not her brazenness, but how much she could eat. 

After Rachel had washed up, she walked over to Ziggy slowly. "Ziggy, what’s on your mind?" 

Ziggy shook his head and placed the glass of warm milk in Rachel's hands. "Mommy, drink some milk first!" 

Rachel then sat at the dinner table and at

Chapter 20 Kitchen Killer