  &quot;Here.&quot; Connor touched his own tummy, giving Braylee a pathetic look. &quot;It feels swollen.&quot;
      Braylee poked his forehead with her fingertip and remarked, &quot;You deserve it. See if you dare to take seafood again in the future!&quot;
      &quot;It's Mr. Cara.&quot; Connor pointed at Cara. &quot;He's the one who let me eat it.&quot;
      Cara looked at him with raised eyebrows but in the end, he took the blame. &quot;He's right. It was me.&quot;
      &quot;That's enough, Mr. Cara. You don't need to cover up for him. Don't I know this rascal enough? He made you bring him to eat that.&quot; Braylee pinched Connor's cheeks.
      Connor stuck out his tongue.
      At exactly this moment, someone knocked on the door.
      Before Braylee could give any instructions, the caretaker had already walked over to open the door.
      A man in a white coat came in. Upon se

  The two men went to the stairwell.
      Jackson brought out a pack of cigarettes from his white coat pocket and offered one to Cara.
      Cara took a cigarette and held it between his fingers. &quot;Find another doctor for me. Stanley won't do!&quot;
      &quot;Why?&quot; Jackson paused as he was trying to light his cigarette. &quot;I've already contacted him. He will be reporting at the hospital soon. It's too late to get a replacement.&quot;
      &quot;He's not as simple as he seems. I cannot entrust Jacqueline to him!&quot; Cara caught the lighter Jackson threw to him but had no intention of lighting his cigarette.
      &quot;If we do not use Stanley, Jacqueline will not get well. It's not that there are no brain surgeons who are better than Stanley, but these other surgeons are ageing and not suited to perform surgery. Are you certain you want to replace him?&quot; Jackson dra

  At the mention of the word &quot;stepdaughter&quot;, Braylee noticed a thoughtful look in Susan's eyes.
      She knew that to outsiders, Adley was Susan's stepdaughter.
      What she did not understand was why her father wanted Adley to use her identity. What could this reason be?
      Susan replied with a flustered look on her face, &quot;I... we are having some disagreements but Adley is still a daughter of the Ryan family, so it is right for me to be protective of her. Furthermore, it is wrong of you, Cara, to be with this woman and even have kids behind Adley's back. Don't you think you have wronged Adley and the Ryan family as well?&quot;
      At these words, Cara started to look even more intimidating and exuded a frigid vibe. &quot;What right has your Ryan family to blame me for anything? If you want to speak about being wronged, well, the Ryan family has wronged the Nikolai

&quot;Here.&quot; Connor touched his own tummy, giving Braylee a pathetic look. &quot;It feels swollen.&quot;
      Braylee poked his forehead with her fingertip and remarked, &quot;You deserve it. See if you dare to take seafood again in the future!&quot;
      &quot;It's Mr. Cara.&quot; Connor pointed at Cara. &quot;He's the one who let me eat it.&quot;
      Cara looked at him with raised eyebrows but in the end, he took the blame. &quot;He's right. It was me.&quot;
      &quot;That's enough, Mr. Cara. You don't need to cover up for him. Don't I know this rascal enough? He made you bring him to eat that.&quot; Braylee pinched Connor's cheeks.
      Connor stuck out his tongue.
      At exactly this moment, someone knocked on the door.
      Before Braylee could give any instructions, the caretaker had already walked over to open the door.
      A man in a white coat came in. Upon seeing Cara, the man broke into a wide and infectious grin as he exclaimed, &quot;Cara, you are 

Chapter 69 Jackson The Cute Adult