Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

“Damn!”

Alfredo couldn’t help but blurt out a swear word, “After all that, I thought he was really a prodigy, turns out, he’s just a product of money and connections?”

Walter snorted coldly, “Of course, Master has to promote him as a prodigy, otherwise, his reputation will be ruined!”

Alfredo was about to say something, suddenly remembered, the incident in the laboratory just now.

“But, Brother, he was right in the lab just now.”

Walter glanced at him.

“Have you forgotten that his mother is Richelie? As long as his memory is good, it’s not difficult to remember some formulas. You don’t really think they would send a complete idiot, do you? Of course, that wouldn’t be the case, but the title of prodigy is definitely not suitable. I can guarantee that the knowledge in his head is just memorized to get by, in reality, he’s still just an ordinary five-year-old.”

Alfredo listened to his brother’s analysis and suddenly felt enlightened.

“No wonder Master asked us to keep an eye on him, it’s probably because he wants us to cover for him, right?”

Walter laughed, “Cover for him? That depends on our mood, my dear brother. I’m going to be with Master later, so you’ll have to take care of his business.”

Alfredo nodded, “Don’t worry, older brother, I will take good ‘care’ of him!”

Walter also nodded, “Indeed, we need to ‘take care’ of him, and as his older brothers, we have the responsibility to educate and guide our younger siblings.”

Alfredo nodded with a smile, “Rest assured, older brother, I will take good care of, educate, and guide our little brother!”

Walter patted him on the shoulder, “You’re a good sport!”

Having said that, Walter strode over to Master Kingston, who was seated at the head table.

After respectfully standing behind Master Kingston, he looked towards the back of the auditorium and saw Alfredo leading Timmy and Kendrick to the front row of the audience.

“Brother Mitchell, do you and Yonne take turns assisting Mr. Kingston?”

In most high-level lectures like this, the masters usually had their students take turns assisting them, so that everyone could gain experience and be exposed to different aspects of the field.

But this time, Master Kingston only had his senior disciple, Ricky, assisting him for all three days.

At the time, Alfredo didn’t think much of it.

However, after hearing his older brother’s words just now, Alfredo couldn’t help but glance at Timmy, who was shorter than himself.

It seemed that Master, in order not to expose Timmy’s inadequacy, had Ricky assist for three continuous days to avoid suspicions about why only two of his three students were acting as assistants. Where was the third one?

Actually, Alfredo was somewhat regretful about not being able to serve as an assistant to the Master.

But he always thought it was because his skill level was not good enough, so he quickly let it go.

Now knowing that his chance to be an assistant was ruined because of his little brother, his resentment and bitterness soared to their peak.

“Heh, I thought it would be my turn tomorrow, but unfortunately, I’m not that lucky.”

With resentment in his heart, his words were inevitably sarcastic.

Kendrick slightly furrowed his brows. If his intuition was correct, Alfredo’s resentment seemed to be directed at Timmy, wasn’t it?

But Timmy had just become a disciple a few months ago, and this was the first time he had met his two older brothers. There was no overlap between them, and there should be no conflicts or enmity between them either.

Not only did Kendrick notice Alfredo’s resentment, but Timmy also felt it.

“If you think it’s unfair, you can talk to Master directly. Saying these sarcastic words in front of us is not only unhelpful but also demeaning.”

The words Timmy said, even Kendrick dared not say.

However, hearing Timmy’s braveness and sharp words, Kendrick couldn’t help but silently applaud him.

Alfredo didn’t expect Timmy at such a young age to be so logically sophisticated and sharp-tongued.

Feeling the awkwardness of having his innermost thoughts exposed, he paused before sneering at Timmy.

“So, as you say, you tell your problems directly to Master?’

Timmy nodded solemnly, “Of course! My mom always says that people waste too much time on ineffective communication, which causes them to fritter away their lives. In fact, the most effective communication is often very simple.”

Alfredo cursed inwardly but managed to maintain a calm expression.

“So, little brother, what is the most effective communication?”

Timmy coldly glanced at him, “Speak your mind!”

For a moment, Alfredo was at a loss, while Kendrick patted Timmy on the head.

“Timmy, that phrase could become a golden quote.”

Timmy shook his head, “It’s not my golden quote, it’s my mom’s golden quote!”

Alfredo forced a dry laugh, “So, little brother, what you said is actually what your mother said, in other words, you’re just parroting her?”