Clifford Wells had a puzzled face: "What do you mean? Is this possible?"
"Well... maybe... if you're lucky..." the little guy said sheepishly, "When you were younger, you might have met a girl like my dad, and in a confused encounter, you could have had a child without knowing?"
Clifford Wells: "..."
Could such a good thing happen to him?
The little guy patted Clifford Wells' chest: "You have to hold some hope! What if!"
Clifford Wells: "..."
Cindy Clarke heard the conversation between the little guy and Clifford Wells.
She couldn't help but feel sorry for him in her heart.
Was Clifford Wells so desperate now that he had to hold on to even this kind of hope?
This isn't a hundred percent good thing either.
It also depends on luck.
What if the other party isn't good?
No, Cindy Clarke silently corrected herself.
How could she have followed Old Madam Wells' and Morgan Zhekova's train of thought as well?
Old Madam Wells was simply trying anything in desperation.
