Personality V: I will save everything

"So...what's up with Uncle Jeffrey now?"

After understanding the whole story, Carl asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, he's fine. The operation is over. It was just a minor operation for Lidya."

As Joseph spoke, he quietly brought Karl to the door of a room.

"Jeffrey is asleep, just take a look quietly, don't go in."

Carl peeked inside through the crack in the door that Joseph had opened. All the curtains in the room were drawn, intentionally to create a dark environment to make it easier for Jeffrey to fall asleep. He was lying on the bed, and Carl could only see a vague outline.

But as long as Uncle Jeffrey is okay, that's enough.

Seeing Karl’s nervous look, Joseph couldn’t help but laugh: “Little guy, don’t worry so much, I promise Jeffrey will recover soon.”

Karl nodded, but still asked with some concern: "Really? But............."

Joseph patted Karl on the shoulder and said, “Believe me, this is just a minor operation, and Lydia’s medical skills are very good. When Jeffrey wakes up, you can ask him in person how he feels.”

Karl bit his lip, nodded gently, and then looked through the crack in the door at Jeffrey who was sleeping soundly. Although he couldn't see Jeffrey's face clearly, he knew that Jeffrey would be fine.

"Let's go and let Jeffrey have a good rest." Joseph closed the door gently and left with Carl.

Karl prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Uncle Jeffrey would recover soon. He stared into the distance, his eyes revealing deep worry and concern.

At this moment, Carl suddenly felt a gentle touch on his head. He looked up in surprise and saw Joseph smiling at him with a doting look in his eyes.

"Karl is such a kind boy! I didn't expect you to care so much about Jeffrey." Joseph said softly, with a hint of relief and emotion in his tone.

However, after hearing this, Carl seemed a little angry, he pouted, his cheeks slightly puffed up, and he looked dissatisfied. He rubbed his hair that was messed up by Joseph vigorously, trying to restore it to its original neatness.

"That's different, Uncle Joseph. Although I have seen many people live and die, each person is unique. Just like there may be hundreds of people named Joseph in the world, but .................."

Carl raised his head, looked directly into Joseph's eyes, and said seriously, "None of them can be the real you..." His voice was full of firmness and sincerity, as if he was expressing to Joseph his truest thoughts in his heart.

Joseph listened to Carl's words quietly, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a deep thought and emotion. He felt the deep meaning in Carl's words, and a warm current surged in his heart. He knew that this seemingly innocent child actually had an extremely kind and sensitive heart.

"It's my fault, Carl. As an apology, I'll go get you some cake, okay?"

"Okay, okay, let's eat cake! (?o ? o?)"

Joseph took Carl to the kitchen to get the cake. Carl sat obediently in the dining room, following his back with his eyes, as if thinking about something.

After a while, Joseph came out with a piece of exquisite cake and placed it in front of Carl. Carl laughed happily and couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and scoop a spoonful into his mouth.

"Thank you, Uncle Joseph! (??????)??" Carl said while eating.

Joseph looked at Carl's satisfied expression and smiled too.

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the other side,

"Bye, Stellan, be good and listen to Aunt Cogan~" Natasha entrusted Stellan to Cogan and asked her to take care of him for a day.

Although Stellan usually behaves like a little adult, he is still just a child and still retains the playful nature of a child. Natasha thinks it is too cruel to keep Stellan locked up in the manor all the time.

But if Natasha took Stellan out directly like this, she was afraid that she would be discovered by the Donald family.

After much thought, he decided to send Stellan to Cogan. After all, Cogan would only take Stellan to the court, and she still needed to complete her work as a judge. In this way, Stellan could get out without being exposed to the public.

Here, by the way, Stellan is still wearing the mini version of the Big Dog costume. Although he is a little unhappy about it, it is a pity that his mother and grandmother both like him wearing this outfit.

So~~resistance was futile, and he just put on the clothes obediently.

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Along the way, in order to prevent Stellan from running around, Cogan simply held him in his arms. It was because of this that the rate of people turning their heads to look at them along the way could be said to be 100%.

After all, Stellan's clothes were very cute, but that was only in the eyes of modern people. In the society at that time, this outfit was really weird, just like a clown costume.

After all, those European gentlemen would not let their children wear such a strange-shaped hat. At most, they would only let them wear a smaller top hat.

And that strange-shaped dress, it looks like a suit but not a suit, it looks like a skirt but not a skirt either.

But despite this, people's aesthetic taste is still unified. Although the clothes look strange, they still think the child is cute.

But precisely because of this, it makes people feel even more strange, because the adult holding him looks like a serious and old-fashioned lady, and it is really hard to imagine that she would dress her child like that.

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"Oh my god, Ms. Cogan... Madam... Madam... you, what are you doing?"

The young man in front of me is Cogan's assistant. Yes, you heard it right, assistant.

Now Cogan also has her own assistant. After resolving the issue of Charles Messmer, Cogan was promoted from a trainee judge (junior judge) to a mid-level judge. Over the years, she has gradually emerged and proved her strength, so now she has been promoted to a senior judge and naturally has an assistant.

But now is not the time to talk about this. The young man's brain is obviously in a knot. He seems to have never thought that Judge Cogan is married and has such a big child? !

"This is not my child, but my friend's child, who asked me to take care of him for a day." Cogan said as he put Stellan on the chair.

"Huh............" The assistant was obviously relieved.

In fact, the assistant himself didn't know why, but he just hoped that Judge Cogan would not get married, because he really couldn't imagine Judge Cogan becoming a wife and a mother.

He swore that he had no intention of looking down on her, he just found it hard to imagine... He had seen Judge Cogan's outstanding performance in the court, and he really couldn't imagine her losing all her edge and willingly becoming a housewife.

Because she was a woman, it was much more difficult for her to become a judge, but she managed to overcome all obstacles on her own and became a senior judge.

She was born to be a judge. She should stand in the courtroom, not in front of the stove and face the daily necessities.

He respected Cogan and even deified him a little, so he didn't want Cogan to become a wife or a mother.

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"Okay, Jamie, I still have work to do. Can you please help me play with Stellan? This child is called Stellan." Cogan patted his assistant on the shoulder and said.

"No problem, Ms. Cogan, leave it to me."

Jamie even gave Cogan an exaggerated salute.

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"................." Jamie looked at the little boy named Stellan in front of him with some frustration. Does he... really need someone to play with him?

If he remembered correctly, or if his ears were not faulty, Ms. Cogan seemed to have said that the child was less than five years old.

So who can tell him which child under five years old can read the book about law with great interest? You know, the book is full of words, without even a picture! ! ! !

No, I should say how can a child this young learn words? !

(The words in Europe are different from ours. Ours is a very common word made up of two characters, but they are different.

For example, this: "pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis", I didn't type it randomly, it's a very common word, "pneumoconiosis, silicosis", ps: I seriously doubt whether Norton can even write his own disease in full. (No malice, I just sigh, this word is really too long, it really looks like a random word.)

Another example is "antidisestablishmentarianism", which is a little longer in Chinese, "oppose the separation of church and state")

Jamie suddenly felt like a waste. "Maybe a kid like you is also suitable to be a judge. At least your intelligence is absolutely superior, definitely better than mine." Jamie muttered softly.

"No, I don't think so." Cogan sat at the desk and sorted out files, saying without raising his head, "His father likes sailing and has been to many places. His mother is a dancer and has toured many large theaters. He should have inherited the talent of both of them, or at least one of them."

Cogan's words completely silenced Jamie, and he only said, "Wow..."

But when it comes to talking about his "family", Cogan seems to have endless topics to talk about.

"So...his grandfather comes from a big family, his grandmother is a famous dancer in the East, and his uncles are either nobles (Jose Badem), wealthy businessmen (Norton), star athletes (William and Gangi), or inventors and scientists (Alva, Lucas, and Luchino)."

Any one of these identities would be enough to beat Jamie by a long way, but unfortunately Cogan hasn't finished yet.

"His aunts and sisters were also very talented. Some were dancers (Valletta), some were gardeners (Lisa), some were doctors (Lydia), and some were opera singers (Sangria)."

Well, compared to this kid, Jamie feels like a piece of crap.

Suddenly I felt that this child's family is really powerful. The men in the family are either rich, powerful, famous, or talented.

The women in the family are either artistic or have their own careers.

If you compare any one of them to Jamie, Jamie would feel like a waste.

Jamie slumped down on the table somewhat dejectedly, but what made him even more depressed was that Stellan patted his arm without even raising his eyes to comfort him.

(??beneficial?)

Jamie felt like his tears were about to burst out.

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Looking at Jamie, he shut up silently. Once he mentioned his "family", he couldn't stop talking. He almost forgot that although these professions and identities seemed common in the manor, this was not the manor!!

At this moment, Stellan suddenly took out a pocket watch from his body. It was given to him by his grandfather Miles, and there was a photo inside.

That was a photo of Stellan and Inara with their parents and grandparents.

In the photo, Natasha and Michiko are sitting on chairs in front of them, holding Stellan and Inara in their arms respectively, while their husbands are standing behind the chairs, supporting their shoulders.

"They are so beautiful." Jamie praised sincerely. The child's mother and grandmother in the photo are really very, very beautiful.

Suddenly, another question occurred to Jamie, "Are all the ladies in your family that pretty?"

After all, Jamie suddenly thought of a genetics problem he had read in a book. Since two generations in the family are so beautiful, it is unlikely that there will be ugly genes in the family.

But what he didn't expect was that Stellan answered him like this, "Yes, my sisters and aunts are all very beautiful, but... beauty is the least noteworthy thing about them."