Chapter 486

In her heart, for all these years, Derek was the only son.

As for Jonathan, she just took care of him because she was paid to do so.

It was no different than a nursery, only profits, no affection.

"Mother, I can agree if you insist, but you must seriously answer one thing for me." Jonathan suddenly said.

If he didn't clarify this matter, it would perpetually gnaw at him.

"Ask, my child." Phoebe replied.

Jonathan gathered his composure, then seriously asked: "Back in the day, the person who brought me to our home and entrusted you with my care gave you a sum of money. However, they disappeared after that, so why didn't you abandon me on the streets?"

He had heard whispers of this tale long ago.

The mysterious individual had delivered Jonathan, still swaddled in diapers, to his adoptive parents, leaving behind two hundred thousand.

Two hundred thousand back then was a significant sum, not lik