Nathan Caroule knew that Richelle Dunn and her kids were not ordinary people, with very astute brains.
But they were unexpectedly astute to such an extent?
"Dr. Dunn, Timmy, Timothy, did you all understand that?"
Mother and her sons nodded in unison, "Yes, we understand!"
Nathan Caroule leaned back in his chair with a sigh, "I really don't want to hang out with you lot. I feel intellectually inferior in comparison!"
Timothy, sitting next to him, gently patted his shoulder.
Smiling, he comforted him, "Uncle Caroule, stick around us, and you'll get used to it!"
Nathan Caroule gave a wry smile, "Timothy, are you sure you're comforting me? Why do I feel even more upset?"
Timmy, looking cool, added, "Uncle Caroule, my brother is honestly trying to comfort you. He wants you to accept all the unchangeable facts with a calm mind!"
Nathan Caroule felt like he was metaphorically bleeding internally.
