Cyril looked confused, looked at the little guy hugging Bernard's thigh, then at Bernard, and quickly shook his head, "No, Fanny and I have been using contraception, it is impossible to have a baby."

"Really?" Bernard's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't know what to think of, and a condensed look appeared on his handsome face.

"I remember that Hannah, the eldest daughter of the Mickelson family, was pregnant eight years ago. She is your fiancée. How dare you say that she didn't have your baby? If not, then who is this kid in front of you that looks a lot like you?"

Cyril jumped on the spot, "She's not pregnant my kid. Besides, I think this little thing is more like you. It must be you that you didn't control yourself, harmed others, and plan to blame me."

Bernard narrowed his eyes slightly, looked down at the little guy, and said softly, "Your father is there, stop hugging my thigh. I am your grandfather, I can't be your father."

There were still tears in the little guy's eyes. He looked up at Bernard like a monster, his face twitching slightly.

This father was a bit strange. No wonder he could have the four brothers.

"No. He is your nephew. If I recognize him as my father, I will be younger. If I recognize you as my father, he will have to call me brother."

...

Bernard reached out and grabbed the little guy by the collar, lifted him up, and threw him into Elmer's arms.

"Take him."

"Yes."

In the reception room.

Bernard was lazily leaning on the black sofa, and he tapped the screen of the phone lightly, making dull sounds.

The managers of the hotel stood in two rows, all with their heads down, not daring to breathe.

Compared to their trembling, the little guy who was eating snacks was much more comfortable.

He ate potato chips and made a crisp sound, which was so refreshing.

"Tell me, how did people come in quietly? How did she leave quietly? There are so many bodyguards hidden in this hotel, and they can't even look at her."

Bernard's cold voice exploded in the huge space.

The person in charge of the hotel knelt directly on the ground.

He looked at Bernard with an ugly face, and said with a trembling voice, "Bernard, that was Poppy, the number one international agent who passes by like a strong wind. Where she wants to go, basically it's all unimpeded. We are hard to guard against."

Bernard's face darkened, and he said, "I don't support useless people."

Elmer understood, stepped forward, grabbed the person in charge by the collar, and dragged him down.

The screams echoed in every corner of the room and lingered for a long time.

Jeff Payne came in from the outside, stood still by the sofa, and respectfully said, "Bernard, all the monitoring has been destroyed. Twenty top detectives have been dispatched, but still haven't found any clues. Poppy seems to come from the sky. She just disappeared out of nowhere."

"Is she?"

Bernard hooked his thin lips, and a wickedly charming smile appeared on his handsome face.

"An interesting woman who set off a bloody storm in the world. She came to Basil and tried to get away. Does she really think that Bernard is just a fool?"

The little guy sitting on the sofa glanced at him.

His mother wanted to play wild, so she could do it anywhere.

"Bernard, what should we do next?"

Bernard smiled coldly, and said sarcastically, "The document she took away is fake."

...

"Ahem." The little guy coughed violently from being choked.

His mother spent a lot of effort, actually stealing a fake one.

A cold gaze swept over, with an inquiring look.

He thought, "It's revealed!"

The little guy rolled his eyes, but his reaction was quick. He got up and threw himself into Bernard's arms.

"Daddy..."

Bernard's face darkened, and the surrounding temperature also dropped a lot.

Now, as long as he heard the word daddy, he would have the illusion that he was really messing around outside.

"Take a picture of him, then post a lost and found notice. Tell his parents that if they don't come to pick him up after two hours, I will feed him to the dog."

...

Lucien almost jumped up.

This father was not only strange but also very bitchy.

Could he change his father?

Jeff picked up the mobile phone and took a picture of Lucien, then threw the phone to the bodyguard beside him, "Do as Bernard said."

"Yes."

After finishing the matter about Ingram, Bernard threw him aside, and said in a low voice, "I guessed that someone was going to attack Jason, but I didn't expect it to be the first agent Poppy. I thought that woman was here to assassinate Cyril.

"That's right, I just want to meet this legendary woman. After she learns that the documents in her hand are fake, she will definitely come to me, and I will meet her personally."

Jeff frowned, and disapprovingly said, "Poppy's methods are cruel, you are putting yourself in danger by doing so."

"Why? Do you think I can't even handle a woman?"

...

The same moment.

A suite on the fifth floor.

Kim rushed into the bedroom in a hurry, "Hannah, there is news about Lucien."

Hannah paused with her fingers holding the wine glass, frowned, and asked, "Where did he go to harm people?"

Kim touched his nose, and said with a trembling voice, "To be with Bernard."

"Puff."

The red wine was sprayed all over Kim's face.

In the next second, she turned around and walked towards the door.

"Hannah, where are you going?"

"Go get that little bastard. He has always been outspoken, if he is beaten into a trick, I will also be doomed."

...

After Hannah left the suite, she went to the reception room.

From a long distance, she saw Bernard walking toward the elevator surrounded by a group of bodyguards.

And her own son was being held by one of the bodyguards like a chicken.

In a flash of thought, she already had a countermeasure to deal with it.

She took out a bottle of medicine from her pocket, poured it into her mouth, and immediately had a high fever.

She stumbled all the way and rushed directly into Bernard's arms.

Bernard happened to pass by the door of a suite. He was hit by her as this and fell straight into the room.

Taking advantage of this gap, Hannah gave his son a hard look and motioned him to find a chance to escape.

The little guy snorted coldly.

He came to recognize his father, why should he run away?

Bernard was knocked back by the woman in his arms, his legs caught on the edge of the bed, and he fell directly into the soft bed.

"Damn it."

Bernard cursed lowly. He wanted to see who the woman lying on his body was, but the room was pitch black, and only a vague outline could be seen.

"Get out."

Before he could finish speaking, the woman on his body suddenly vomited. And then, there was a sour smell from his nose.

She actually threw up all over him!

"Are you courting death?"