After they made a pinky swear, Nathan still had his doubts about Michael. Still, Nate would observe him for a while, considering how sincere Michael had been.
Michael reined in the smile on his face after his talk with Nathan and called up the production team in Africa. Even though he had quickly wrapped up all his parts there to rush back home to make love to Sophia, the production team was still filming back in Africa.
“The production needs some promotion. It’s time to kick things up a notch.”
Michael went down to the basement. Since he had been so busy with last night’s romp, he hadn’t even gotten to greet Abel yet.
Michael shook his head. “Just Linus Michel.”
Abel promptly searched up Linus in his database.
The Michels were a little on the mysterious side, but this Linus Michel was even more mysterious than the rest of his family. He was only about twenty this year, and he only made a public appearance at the age of sixteen. His history prior to that was a complete blank. There was nothing to be found at all. His grades the past years had been excellent, and while he seemed to be next in line to head the family, Fass Michel had already retreated to the shadows. So, Linus was practically the head of the Michel Group on the surface.
There was more information on him than Fass, at least when it came to photos of him. A simple search turned up plenty of photos of him at galas and such. He truly was a young prodigy for him to have stabilized the entire Michel Family at the tender age of twenty.
Now that he had mentioned Linus, Michael asked Abel, “How’s the search for chica’s older brother?”
At that, Abel smacked his own head hard. “I was about to call you down last night, but you were so busy getting it on with Sophia that I didn’t want to bother you. I’ve unearthed plenty of interesting things.”
Abel slowly went through the information that he had dug up. “I went to Europe and found the couple who adopted the boy. They were indeed an educated family, but they were unable to conceive. They viewed the boy like their own and gave him the best education they could.
The boy was three when he displayed astounding intellect. Thus, the media took notice of this, and he even got to be on TV then. If this were to happen now, he probably would have been an Internet celebrity. Unfortunately, the boy was kidnapped by a group of mysterious people when he was five.”
“Kidnapped?” Michael was greatly startled. “How did that happen?”
Abel shook his head and sighed. “The couple didn’t know who that group was. The group forcefully took the child after they left a million for the couple. Since that group had far too much power in their hands, it was no use even when the couple had reported this to the police.
They were simply too powerful. After they bought the kid, the group took away all photos of the boy, and they even took down all videos of the TV stations’ interviews with him. All photos online were deleted as well! I haven’t been able to so much as get my hands on one of the boy’s pictures.”
Michael’s expression turned stony. “Not even a single photo?”
However, Abel grinned mysteriously. “I wonder if you know about the blocks they put on the Internet here back then?”
Back when the nation’s Internet infrastructure was in its infancy, in order to help the development of national networks, the nation had limited its citizens’ access to websites out of the country, all so that the nation’s industry could grow.
“Years ago, some local websites compiled interesting articles about the world outside. Whoever was pulling the strings may have unprecedented power, but he forgot about the blocks on the Internet here. There are still a few holes in the Internet blocks,” Abel excitedly said. He then clicked on a photo in an article in excitement. “Read this. Don’t be surprised now.”
Now that he had clicked on the photo, Michael saw that it was actually a blurry photo of a newspaper article with the title ‘Child Prodigy Discovered Abroad—Four-Year-Old Boy Who Solves 3-Variable Linear Equation’.
The accompanying photo was a blurry one of a young boy. While it was blurry, Michael could still tell at one glance that the boy in the photo was that of a different ethnicity.
He couldn’t help but furrow his brows. How was it possible for Sophia’s brother to be of a different ethnicity? He was supposed to be her twin!
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