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Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 917
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Caleb decided to be direct, hoping to catch Ginger off guard.

After all, it was easy to deceive children with just a few words.

Upon hearing Caleb's question, Timothy grew somewhat uneasy. Why couldn't Caleb be more subtle? Since the phone was on speaker, Timothy could hear Ginger's voice on the other end as well.

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Just then, Ginger's sweet, childish voice cthrough, "I'm not sick, you're the one who's sick!" Caleb's expression shifted to one of surprise, and he shot a glance at Timothy. Could it be that Timothy's suspicion was correct? Timothy silently signaled with his eyes for Caleb to continue asking.

Clearing his throat, Caleb pressed on, "Ginger, if you're not ill, why did your mom ask for bone marrow donations last time?" There was a pause on the phone before Ginger replied, "To helpget well, obviously." "Ginger, don't play games. You just admitted you're not sick. I know the secret between you and your mom." Ginger was momentarily caught off guard, feeling a bit flustered. However, she quickly regained her composure and responded seriously, "Are you silly? Mommy toldthat I'm all better now, so I'm not sick anymore." Caleb was taken aback. It made sense when she explained it that way.

He prodded, "Ginger, it wouldn't be fun if you put it like that." "Well then, letshare something interesting." Glancing at Timothy, Caleb asked, "What's this fascinating topic?" "I'm actually an alien," Ginger said while stifling a giggle.

An alien? Caleb was baffled by Ginger's claim. "Ginger, how did you becan alien?" "Because I am one! That's why I got better so fast. But don't tell Daddy. He doesn't know Mommy and I are aliens." Caleb was at a loss for words, unsure how to respond.

A wry smile formed on Timothy's lips as he listened to Ginger's imaginative explanation.

Eventually, Caleb ended the call, feeling thoroughly puzzled.t thought was making progress. Do you reckon what Ginger said was true or false?" Timothy remained composed. "What do you think?" Turning to Heath, Caleb inquired, "What's your perspective on this? Kids typically don't lie, do they?" Heath replied earnestly, "It's commonly understood that children don't usually ie, but they do have a tendency to make things up." Upon hearing the words "make things up," Caleb fell silent.

Indeed, Ginger had gone as far as claiming she was an alien.

With Ginger's serious demeanor, Heath might have almost believed her if the idea hadn't seemed so far-fetched.

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It becevident that from the moment Caleb questioned Ginger's illness, none of her claims were trustworthy.

Caleb held his head in frustration. "Why do I feel like I've done something stupid? He couldn't believe he had taken a child's words seriously and even tried to pry the truth out of her.

In the end, Caleb realized he had been played for a fool.

What made it worse was that he had initially believed Ginger's claims.

Timothy couldn't help but sarcastically quip, "Well, now you know." Unbeknownst to Caleb, Timothy had also briefly entertained the possibility of Ginger's claim.

Observing from nearby, Heath's expression grew increasingly perplexed.

Timothy and Caleb were prominent figures in Bern City, renowned for their strategia brilliance and decisive leadership in the business arena. Yet here they were, attempting to test a three-year-old! Heath certainly couldn't comprehend the rationale behind their actions.

After disconnecting her Apple Watch, Ginger's demeanor shifted to one of concern. "Sage, what should I do? Did I make a mistake?" Sage responded with an aloof expression, "You're so stupid." Tears welled up in Ginger's eyes as she protested, "Sage, I'm not stupid." Feeling disheartened, Ginger leaned closer to Sage and asked, "Sage, I didn't let anything slip, did I?"