My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot-Chapter 130 - 124: Is She Young Lord Morgan’s Child?

Chapter 130: Chapter 124: Is She Young Lord Morgan’s Child?

Alvin Morgan had been wearing sunglasses and a hat ever since he got out of the car, but he was still recognized.

He turned and saw a young couple with a little girl and a man dressed similarly to Dean Morgan standing not far away.

The father’s features bore a slight resemblance to Alvin Morgan’s, though he was thinner and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving him a scholarly air.

The woman beside him was gentle and elegant, with a warmth that showed in her eyes. She also wore glasses, giving her an intellectual look.

Between them was a little girl of five or six, her hair tied up in twin buns. She wore a small floral dress and held an ice cream cone. With her large eyes and a dab of white cream by her mouth, she looked incredibly cute and pretty.

"Little Uncle..."

Overjoyed, the little girl broke free from the woman’s hand and ran over.

Aurora Sinclair watched curiously as the girl, holding her ice cream high, scurried over to Alvin Morgan on her short little legs, her eyes filled with adoration for him.

"This is Auntie Aurora!"

Alvin Morgan reached out, ruffled the little girl’s hair, and gestured toward Aurora Sinclair.

But the little girl’s eyes suddenly widened. She asked with a curious look, "Are you the smart, pretty, and kind Aurora that Great-Grandma talks about?"

Aurora Sinclair thought for a moment, then gave a shy nod. "I’m Aurora Sinclair."

Joel Morgan boldly extended her small hand and offered an innocent smile. "Hi, Aurora! My name is Joel Morgan. You can call me Liltle Wood Ear."

Joel Morgan’s mature self-introduction made Alvin Morgan pause for a moment. A faint, unreadable smile touched his lips as he looked at the three people walking over.

The woman tactfully corrected her, "Liltle Wood Ear, you should call her Auntie."

"Why? She’s very young." Joel Morgan looked back at the woman, confused.

But she didn’t answer. Instead, she walked over with a gentle smile and extended her right hand to Aurora Sinclair. "Hello, I’m Joel’s mother, Zella Vaughn. This is my husband, Noah Morgan, and this is my husband’s assistant and bodyguard, Drake Morgan."

"Master..." Drake Morgan said, bowing respectfully to Alvin Morgan.

His original name, Rhys Morgan, was deemed to clash with that of the Second Young Master, Eugene Morgan. After the Second Young Master disappeared, he adopted the name Drake instead.

Aurora Sinclair shook hands with the mother and daughter in turn.

Just then, Joel Morgan started shaking Zella Vaughn’s other arm and asked loudly, "Mom, you still haven’t told me why I have to call her Auntie and not Aurora?"

Standing nearby, Noah Morgan shot Alvin Morgan a teasing glance and said with a chuckle, "She’s your little uncle’s... friend. They’re from the same generation..." As he spoke, he glanced at Alvin’s ascetic, famously aloof-around-women face.

In the Morgan Family, everyone enjoyed seeing Alvin Morgan get teased, as he was the youngest member of the family aside from Joel Morgan.

Moreover, Alvin Morgan’s superior intellect had made him seem more mature and rational than his peers since he was a child. Consequently, the whole Morgan family was eager to see a different side of him. Unfortunately, Alvin never cooperated and had even moved out to live on his own after becoming an adult.

Alvin Morgan naturally knew what he was thinking. He said coolly, "Aurora, it’s time to go." Then he took Aurora Sinclair’s hand and started walking toward the amusement park entrance.

Noah Morgan glanced at his wife and bodyguard, then leaned down with a grin and asked his daughter, "Liltle Wood Ear, do you want to play with that pretty lady?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"I do..."

"Then Mommy and Daddy will take you to her."

***

The amusement park in Syland City was the largest in all of Veridia, divided into eight major themed zones.

It was currently summer vacation, and as far as the eye could see, the park was filled almost entirely with parents and their children. There were very few young people like Alvin Morgan and Aurora Sinclair.

"Aurora, what took you guys so long?"

The trip from EM Group should have only taken half an hour, but Dean Morgan had spent over an hour driving around to shake a "tail," making Jean Quincy and the others wait in the park for a long time.

"Huh? Whose kid is this?"

Aurora Sinclair pointed to the group of people behind her.

Jean Quincy froze for a second, then looked up at Alvin Morgan, who was slowly approaching in the distance. She turned to Aurora Sinclair with a shocked expression and asked, "Is... is she Young Lord Morgan’s daughter?"

Aurora Sinclair shook her head. "His niece!"

"Oh my god! You scared me to death! Thank goodness, thank goodness..." Jean Quincy patted her chest under Aurora Sinclair’s confused gaze, then had Leigh Miles hand out two sets of bunny ears they had bought in advance.

One of them had even been bought for Alvin Morgan.

Zeke Quincy and Glenn Lockwood glanced at the accessory now perched on Joel Morgan’s head and sighed in resignation.

’The Young Master of the Morgan Family is so lucky!’

Walking behind them, Zella Vaughn said with a smile, "It’s great to be young! Honey, let’s get a pair of bunny ears too! Third Brother, do you want some?"

Alvin Morgan didn’t reply, but his pace suddenly quickened.

Zella Vaughn watched his figure, now walking side-by-side with Aurora Sinclair, and remarked to her husband, "Love really can change a person! Could you ever have imagined Third Brother accompanying a girl to an amusement park?"

Noah Morgan smiled.

’That girl had unraveled the knot in his heart...’

***

There were two matches left in the EM Group open qualifiers. Ethan Lowell was in one of them, and he won with a first-place finish.

However, because the morning performances by Master Rory and Madam Whitlock had been so stunning, these last two matches didn’t generate as much buzz.

After leaving the arena, the PL trainees’ coach conducted a post-mortem of everyone’s performance.

"Emil, your points are the closest to Master Rory’s and Madam Whitlock’s. If you face them in the next match, what are your chances of winning?"

Ethan Lowell gave a wry smile. "Against Madam Whitlock, maybe ten or twenty percent. But against Master Rory, I have absolutely no chance."

"That little confidence?" the coach asked, displeased.

But Ethan Lowell shook his head. "It’s not a matter of confidence. It’s a matter of skill. She’s... just too strong."

He remembered dueling Aurora Sinclair at school. She had used Alex Warren’s account to toy with him and utterly dominate the match. That level of skill, combined with the Boxer class, made her practically unbeatable.

The coach shot him a glare. "Didn’t you all see the Boxer’s weakness in the last match?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Extremely dissatisfied, the coach picked up the remote and fast-forwarded the video to the moment when Master Rory and Echo were nearly killed in the valley.

"She’s a king of close combat. Classes like Swordsman and Knight have a very small chance of winning against her. But if her opponent is a ranged class, the odds of victory increase. You just have to maintain distance, lock down all her possible escape routes, and you can corner her. This requires all of you to predict her every move..."

Seeing the coach speaking with such confidence, Ethan Lowell swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

’Master Rory’s strength isn’t just her technique; her sense of danger is also incredibly sharp. They’d sent five ranged players after her once, and Master Rory had still won. She’d won with pure speed. Her APM is insane!’

The coach laid out a series of battle plans targeting Master Rory and Madam Whitlock and had everyone start practicing.

While the others practiced with great enthusiasm, Ethan Lowell just stared blankly at his computer.

Sean Colby asked curiously, "Emil, what’s with you?"

"Master Rory’s skill isn’t as simple as the coach makes it sound."

"You’ve never even fought her, how would you know? Stop hyping up the enemy and demoralizing yourself."

"What do you mean I haven’t? She’s my..." Ethan Lowell blurted out, then stopped himself abruptly, looking away in annoyance.

"Your what?"

All the trainees crowded around him.

"You know Master Rory?"

Ethan Lowell was furious with himself. The reason he hadn’t told anyone he knew Master Rory was because he didn’t want people disturbing her peaceful life.

She was too naive, and this scene wasn’t exactly clean. If no one was looking out for her, she could easily be taken advantage of.

"Emil, are we teammates or what? How could you not tell us you know someone that incredible?"

"Yeah, why didn’t you say something sooner? I got absolutely wrecked by her!" Theodore Warren shouted.

He had been in the same match as Master Rory and had been crushed by her twice in a row, making him the only trainee who failed to advance. If he had known, he never would have participated in the gank on I Am A Madman.

Sean Colby suddenly seemed to recall something and asked, "Emil, was she one of those people we met on the first day?"

"It has to be. They’re from the DAF Team. The manager was just saying this morning how lucky DAF got."

"Then doesn’t that mean Master Rory is Emil’s pretty classmate?"

"It must be! Quick, go tell the manager! He’s been wanting to poach her!"

"Wait—"

No one listened to him. They all ran out excitedly to find Felix Lowe, and Ethan Lowell’s expression instantly darkened.

He took out his phone and tapped on Aurora Sinclair’s profile picture.

Meanwhile, Alvin Morgan glanced down at the familiar ringtone coming from the phone in his hand, then looked up at Aurora Sinclair, who was in line for the roller coaster. He swiped to answer the call.