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Tim looked at the woman in front of him. She had long been irrational.

Like a mad dog that bites anyone.

He gazed into her eyes. "You think Fiona is dead, and you're happy?"

"It's not death, it's real rebirth."

Emily's smile looked so joyful and genuine that even Tim couldn't see any sign of her acting.

"She finally got out of the control of you group of devils and returned to the arms of my sister. You—Bruce Wayne, you didn't deserve Fiona in the first place. She belongs to my sister."

What a... lunatic.

Treat a living person as someone's property.

Her tone was still so natural.

Tim saw off the guest again: "You go out, I have nothing more to say to you."

"I'm not going, I have to take Fiona home today, her real home. Whether she's alive or dead."

"security guard."

Tim pressed the shortcut call button on the desktop, "Come to my office and take this lady out."

In fact, he was very unwilling to end this conversation in such an unseemly way, which meant that he would still have to work hard to block the news, so that Ms. Oran's deportation would not appear in the headlines of tomorrow's news, and he would chat with the aristocratic circle after dinner. middle.

Emily could be shameless, but he had to take Fiona's face into consideration.

"Timothy Drake, who do you think you are, why do you ask me to go? I am Fiona's real blood relative, what are you—"

Emily was interrupted by two men in suits who entered the office.They looked at her seriously, and one of them gestured to go away.

"Emily Oran, if you still care about your last name at all, don't let the security carry you out."

He retorted to her, "Miss Noble, stalking and stalking, it's not very nice to spread the word."

Emily wanted to slap the table to scold him, but before she could stand up, she was grabbed by both arms by the well-prepared security guards.She was held down tightly, and her upper body could hardly move.

"Be careful to avoid the crowd, move carefully, and don't make visible wounds. Arrange for a driver to take Ms. Oran home."

Tim continued to immerse himself in his work, while Emily, who was dragged towards the door, was still roaring unwillingly.

"What qualifications do you have to raise Fiona? Bruce Wayne, a damned man, cheated my sister of all her feelings and took her life! If he still has such a conscience, he shouldn't compete with me for Fiona. Ona's custody!"

Tim reminded her coldly: "You were only 17 years old at the time, and you didn't meet the conditions of a guardian at all."

Besides, Ms. Elizabeth did not die in childbirth.

After she named Fiona, she begged Bruce repeatedly to raise the child himself.

Although, even if she didn't say so, there's no way Bruce would give up custody of Fiona.

Emily was still uttering bad words, and the two security guards who dragged her away were sweating, just wanting to take her away quickly.

God, this is such a top-secret privacy of the boss's house, can they really listen to it?

After Emily's voice could no longer be heard, Tim leaned back on the seat and took a long, deep breath to calm down.

Just such a lunatic, Bruce endured her for more than ten years.

The young Fiona didn't know how much torture she had suffered.

In fact, Emily was wrong. Bruce didn't care about her life or death.

Punishing her, getting revenge on her, sending her to prison will not help Fiona's situation in the slightest, and may backfire during her unconscious period.

Batman will not use lynching, and Bruce's first consideration is his daughter's physical and mental health.

In any case, she had nothing to deserve them to lose their minds and be desperate for her.

She doesn't deserve it.

-

New York, Avengers base.

Fiona was wearing a nightdress matching Snow White, tucked herself under the quilt obediently, and watched Tony sitting on the small sofa next to her bed with a book of fairy tales in his hands.

Thank Pepper for the clothes she chose - after seeing the almost pink cloakroom, Fiona, who was almost stunned on the spot, found styles in different colors on the other side.

Of course, Tony's heart is still very important.

So she changed into a pink quilt cover.

"Today, let's talk about the daughter of the sea."

Tony opened the storybook, and Fiona could see a few words written on the cover.

Suitable for children aged six to 12 to read.

Well, rounding, she hasn't aged too much either.

This actually happened by accident.After the ludo game was transferred online, she and Steve partnered to get No.2, and No.1 was Natasha.

Although not the number one, Fiona was particularly happy.

She didn't expect the fighting of flying chess to be so fierce.There are rules that can swallow other people's chess pieces. The four groups of players created six alliances, backstabbing each other without any credibility.

Flying chess is really easy to impress, and Fiona, who was originally very polite, really felt it after playing it.

When Clint swallowed one of her pieces that was about to enter the final track, Fiona was angry and preferred to leave a piece that could have moved directly to the jump point at the starting point and wait until Clint passed by. Behind him, looking for an opportunity to devour him.

After she and Steve seriously discussed tactics and resolutely abandoned their allies (here specifically referring to Tony) when it was unethical, they became No.2 by one round behind Natasha.

The opponent was so strong that she seemed to know what pawn they were going to move next just by looking at it... Losing to her, Fiona was convinced and felt honored because the gap was so small.

The fruits of this devotion to victory are extraordinarily sweet.Fiona happily high-fives Steve, happy written all over her hair and soles of her feet.

When she looked at the captain with admiring eyes, and her little face flushed slightly to say that it was all due to him, Tony was completely sour.

No!At once!yes!Ludo! No.2!

He was just unlucky when he rolled the dice, and he didn't bother to arrange for Jarvis to help him secretly change the algorithm, so he regretted losing and came in third.

If he came to play with Fiona, he would definitely be number one.

No, he had to do something to cement his unshakable fatherhood in Fiona's heart.

If this continues, maybe the captain will take away his guardian position, which is unacceptable to Tony.

So, there is the present scene——

Based on the experience learned from parenting online, Tony tells children bedtime stories, which can help parents and children build a better relationship.

He chose a fairy tale picture book, and when he just read the title, he recalled its general content.

This is a well-known story.The little mermaid and the prince who fell in love with the land turned into bubbles for love in the end.

No, no, children can't listen to this.

The Little Mermaid love story is touching, yes, but Tony automatically brings in the father figure.If his daughter turns into foam too...

What a shit prince, get the hell out of here.

He resolutely continued to turn the page, "This won't work, let's talk about something else."

Fiona looked puzzled.

Hai's daughter, what's wrong?If this is still the mermaid in her impression, then how beautiful this fairy tale is.

Tony simply opened the catalog, but he couldn't find a story that satisfied him.

Why is there no kind of fairy tale in which the little princess is loved by her family and realizes her self-worth through hard work when she grows up.

Are married to the prince, boring.

Seeing his frown furrowed, Fiona asked him, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing...I'm thinking of a good inspirational story for you."

It turns out that after the identities and roles are different, many ideas will change unconsciously.

Tony never had any problem with those fairy tales before, but if you put the main characters in his children, well...

Forget it.

Seeing that he was silent again, Fiona suddenly had a thought in her mind.

After hesitating for a moment, she still felt that maybe it could be said?

Tony, he probably wouldn't mind.

"Actually... you can tell your own story."

Fiona shyly avoided looking at him, only dared to lower her gaze and stare at his throat.

"I'm interested in the story of Iron Man. If you'd like to tell me."