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Chapter 126 Women are weak, but strong as mothers

Chapter 126 Women are weak, but strong as mothers (35 subscriptions required)
After half an hour.

The red Chevrolet is back on the doorstep of Washington, D.C.

Edward, who was standing at the door of his house like a statue, watched Locke and Esme get out of the car with normal expressions.

His qualities as a professional Secret Service agent told him so.

These two people are completely different from the normal expressions they appear.

But his professionalism also told him so.

Don't ask, don't tell, don't care.

Edward greeted with a smile: "Are you back?"

Locke hummed, nodded to Edward, and asked curiously: "Why don't you go in and sit down?"

Edward said: "I like to be cooler. Being cool gives me more time to think about things."

Locke smiled and asked:

"what is the problem?"

"Why did I choose to join the Secret Service at that time."

Edward said quietly.

Joining the Secret Service, in the eyes of most people in the federal government, is a perfect and high-end job.

After all, as Secret Service agents, especially those like them who are sent abroad for security work, they know all the powerful people in Washington.

In the future, you may encounter some problems in your life that are difficult for you to solve, but in the eyes of the powerful, they may just be a matter of making a phone call.

That's what Edward thought at the time.

then……

He realized that he had thought too simply at that time.

Once you enter Washington, it's like entering a deep ocean, and moral integrity becomes a thing of the past.

In a word.

dirty!
It's so fucking dirty.

The only thing Edward could guarantee now was to keep himself out of it. Otherwise, he didn't know whether he could live to the day of a peaceful retirement, but he would definitely die inexplicably one day.

Locke heard the hidden meaning in Edward's words and smiled and offered a solution: "You can come to my Sentinel Secret Service."

The sudden promotion caught Locke off guard.

If it was just the Sentinel Operations Director for New York City, he could still handle it, but as the Operations Director for a state, he would be very short-handed.

Especially someone who knows everything about you.

Edward fits this condition very well.

but……

"Sentinel Secret Service?"

"Yes."

"Feel sorry."

Edward shook his head and looked at Locke: "My sister is a mutant. I think it would be difficult for me to join the Sentinel Secret Service."

Locke smiled and said, "You speak as if you are the only one who knows mutants."

Edward still shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but I think my sister would disown me if I joined the Sentinel Secret Service."

"That's right, but you're always welcome."

"Thank you."

Locke did not force it. After saying a few words to Edward at the door, he took Esme back into the house.

Esme then looked at Locke curiously.

"Edward's sister is a mutant?"

"Yes, Edward showed me the photo. She is a very cute girl."

"So his sister is now..."

"Are you asking if he's dead? No, he's still alive and well. I remember seeing Edward's sister when I came back last year."

Edward's sister is said to be a bunny girl.

In a literal sense.

This function is useless to him.

If he could turn into a gorilla, he would consider it, but turning into a rabbit?
forget it.

There is no shortage of Rabbit men in Washington.

Locke thought to himself, and then he saw the surprised expression on his wife's face.

"Are you surprised?"

"A little bit. I thought..."

"This is Washington, honey."

Locke took off his fur coat and walked behind his wife to help her take it off while speaking. "Also, I told you that except for a small number of people, the people in power in the Sentinel Service never care about mutants. It's just that governing mutants can make them more powerful."

Again.

If the mainstream of society sympathizes with mutants, the top leaders of the Sentinelese would not mind changing their purpose.

From eliminating mutants to protecting mutants.

As for Edward's sister.

Edward is the security guard of the party whip, so naturally the sentinels in Washington would not take the initiative to arrest Edward's sister.

Just like when Locke went to the Sentinel headquarters in Washington, the two Sentinels would rather suspect that the detector was broken than suspect that Locke was a mutant.

It's just a job to make money. It's just a few bucks, not something worth risking your life for.

Therefore, as long as Edward's sister does not expose herself voluntarily, no sentinel would be willing to arrest the sister of a Secret Service agent who protects the party whip.

Again.

Mutant genes are mutations and are uncontrollable. Who knows whether your family members or children will mutate into mutants.

and so……

It's for your own good, and it's for my own good too.

Esme smiled and shook her head. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly thought of what Locke had just said.

"Since when do you have a mutant sister?"

"what."

"You just said that."

"Oh."

Locke raised his eyebrows, hung their coats aside, and then said casually: "I just said it casually, isn't this reducing the distance between the two of us?"

Esme raised an eyebrow.

"Is this what you mean by never lying?"

"hehe."

Locke was slightly stunned, then looked at Esme and said with a smile: "My dear, I mean, I never lie about love. You see, I am very honest with you. You asked me and I told you."

Esme nodded and smiled.

Locke looked at Esme's smile and felt relieved.

The incident with the small cave was finally over.

but……

next second.

"I finally understand why Stephanie is obsessed with you."

Esme's smile suddenly blossomed, and she looked at Locke with a smile on her lips: "Little Cave, I missed you." Locke's mouth twitched: "It's just a nickname. If you want, you can also call me Little Cave."

Esme raised an eyebrow and was about to speak.

at this time.

Mother Claire heard the sound and came over from the living room. She looked at Locke and said, "What little cave?"

Locke looked at his mother Claire who came out and asked curiously: "Didn't you go to the company?"

Claire looked at Locke, then at Esme, and then looked at Locke.

"I wanted to go."

"Then……"

"I just got a call from Stephanie."

"Uh."

Locke was stunned when he heard this.

Claire ignored Locke and looked at Esme: "Do you know the relationship between Stephanie and him?"

Seeing this, Locke was about to speak.

"mom……"

"Shut up."

Mother Claire spoke directly, then looked at Esme and extended an invitation: "Would you like to see the garden I'm taking care of?"

Esme smiled and nodded, accepting the invitation: "Okay."

talking.

Esme gave Locke a reassuring look, then followed her mother Claire towards the back garden.

Locke frowned, looked at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who left, thought for a while, looked up at the second floor, then went up the stairs and walked back into the study.

into the eye.

Old Underwood was opening the window leading to the fire escape stairs, smoking a cigarette.

In the smoke, one could vaguely see that one side of old Underwood's cheek was slightly red.

Good guy.

Mom is taking action now.

Locke thought to himself and walked into the study.

Old Underwood, who was smoking, glanced at Locke and casually threw the cigarette beside him to Locke.

Locke took it and pulled out a cigarette.

He was just about to light it.

"Your mother said that smoking is not allowed in the room."

"..."

Locke looked at old Underwood sitting at the window without saying anything.

Old Underwood moved a bit, making room for the other half of the space.

"come here."

"..."

Locke was silent for a while, walked over, then turned to face the study, jumped a little, and sat by the window like old Underwood.

after awhile.

Locke blew out a puff of smoke and glanced at Old Underwood: "Why, before you told me, you didn't report to my mother in advance, are you going to find a mistress for me?"

God is my witness.

He also thought that old Underwood had told his mother Claire about Stephanie's matter.

after all……

This is a big deal, and Old Underwood can't just tell him directly without going through his mother.

result!

It seems that Old Underwood really didn't tell his mother Claire in advance.

"hiss!"

"You are really brave."

Locke looked at old Underwood with admiration.

Old Underwood's eye twitched, and he took a puff of his cigarette silently without saying anything.

He certainly didn't say it.

but……

He felt that there was absolutely no need to talk about this.

Because from a practical point of view, what happened between Locke and Stephanie is a good thing for this couple who share the same ideals more than love.

Anyway, Locke is a boy, so no matter what happens, Locke will not suffer any loss, but will only make a lot of money.

So old Underwood always felt that even if he didn't say it, his wife Claire would support him.

just.

Theory and practice seem to be two different things.

After he said that what happened between Locke and Stephanie was a good thing, Claire slapped him in the face.

I can do it myself, so why can't my son do it?

What's more, there is already this rebellious son outside, so adding another one is not a big deal.

Old Underwood didn't quite understand.

Locke glanced at old Underwood, who always appeared confident at all times, and saw a hint of confusion on his face, and laughed inwardly.

"Don't understand?"

"..."

The elder Underwood glanced at Locke.