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Chapter 649
Chapter 649:
“Thank you,” Effie replied, a small, genuine smile breaking across her face. “Your fluid dynamics formula was very elegant. The non-linear shift was clever p>
Isolde watched the two children. They stood in their own isolated bubble of high-level intellect, communicating on a frequency the rest of the room couldn’t begin to perceive.
Leo tilted his head, his pale blue eyes studying Effie with intense curiosity.
“I have a sociological question,” Leo said, his tone shifting to one of academic inquiry. “You mentioned earlier that your father would become hostile when you demonstrated superior cognitive function. What kind of man actively suppresses his own genetic legacy p>
Isolde’s spine stiffened. The muscles in her neck pulled tight. She opened her mouth to intervene, to shield Effie from having to speak about Grayson’s cruelty.
But Effie spoke first.
𝘋𝗈𝘯’𝘵 𝗆i𝗌𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝘸 𝘳elеas𝗲s о𝗻
She did not look sad. She did not look traumatized. She looked at Leo with eyes as calm and flat as a frozen lake.
“I don’t have a dad,” Effie stated, her voice completely devoid of emotion — a simple recitation of factual reality. “He is dead p>
The words hung in the air.
Leo blinked, taken aback by the bluntness. Several parents nearby who had been eavesdropping gasped, their hands flying to their mouths.
Isolde felt a physical jolt move through her entire body. Her heart skipped a beat.
She looked down at her daughter. Effie wasn’t lying to gain sympathy. In her brilliant, logical mind, a father who did not protect her — a father who had demanded she hide her light — had simply ceased to exist. She had severed the bond completely and without ceremony. Grayson Lancaster was dead to her.
A profound, overwhelming wave of relief moved through Isolde. The last chain holding her daughter to that toxic family had just been broken by Effie herself.
Leo quickly recovered his composure. He lowered his head slightly.
“I apologize,” Leo said, his voice softening. “My inquiry was insensitive. I am sorry for your loss p>
Effie shook her head. She looked up at Isolde, her eyes shining with absolute trust and love.
“It’s okay,” Effie said, smiling brightly. “I have the best mom in the whole world. I don’t need anyone else p>
Isolde’s eyes burned. She knelt down and pulled Effie into another fierce, crushing hug.
“Excuse me p>
A deep, resonant voice broke the moment.
Isolde stood and turned around.
Three feet away stood a tall man in a bespoke charcoal suit, radiating quiet power and authority. Flanking him were two large men in dark suits with earpieces — private security.
It was Carter Harrington.
Leo stepped immediately to the man’s side. “Dad p>
Carter placed a steady hand on his son’s shoulder, but his sharp, calculating eyes were fixed entirely on Isolde.
“Ms. Carson,” Carter said, extending his hand. His grip was firm and dry. “I am Carter Harrington. I watched the entire sequence of events from the back of the hall p>
His lips curved into a small, deeply appreciative smile.