"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 Richelle? 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.
