Chapter 1231: Chapter 1203: You Don't Even Recognize Your Daughter's Father (Updated for 2500+ Monthly Tickets) Chapter 1231: Chapter 1203: You Don't Even Recognize Your Daughter's Father (Updated for 2500+ Monthly Tickets) Kiara was left utterly disappointed by the phone call; the previously harmonious atmosphere was no more, and her small face was as taut as anything. No matter how Mario Yuno and Yuzo Joel tried to amuse her, she remained expressionless.
Seeing her so upset, Mario Yuno stood up, ready to leave. He planned to take advantage of Kiara's inattention to check which underground bank had given the loan to Rico Clark. Kiara called out to him with a cold face.
“Stop right there, where do you think you're going?”
“To the bathroom.”
Kiara snorted coldly, “Lying about going to investigate Rico Clark, huh? A man who tells lies has no balls!”
“…Daughter-in-law, mind the prenatal education.”
Mario Yuno felt quite helpless; the notion of 'pregnancy brain' for three years clearly didn't exist, as his wife was too sharp and figured things out in an instant.
“Mario Yuno, have you had so much to eat that you're bored? What does it matter to us if he's dead or alive? If he's digging his own grave, we shouldn't bother with him!” Kiara had almost forgotten that such a person existed and was utterly disgusted upon suddenly hearing news of him, as if she had swallowed a fly.
“I just feel there's something fishy about it. Although Zoel Cohen has cleaned up his act, he still has influence. I just want to find out who could bypass Zoel Cohen to lend to him, to rule out the possibility they are targeting you.”
Mario Yuno's reasoning wasn't entirely without merit. Kiara knew about Rico Clark's gambling addiction and had instructed Zoel Cohen to issue an edict across the province: no private moneylenders or banks were allowed to lend to Rico Clark, nor were the larger games to include him.
If he had been pursued by high-interest loan sharks, it meant that not only had Rico Clark taken out a loan, but also that the amount must have been substantial. He was possibly already in personal danger; otherwise, Zoel Cohen wouldn't have called to inform Kiara.
“So what if they are targeting me? You study law; don't you understand it? Legally, there is no such thing as a son repaying his father's debts. I have inherited no benefits from him. If he is chopped to death outside, what does it have to do with me? I made it very clear when he divorced my mom. If he loses his earning ability, I will, as required by law, provide him with the minimum living expenses. Now, it's his own doing, he has arms and legs and won't work, so why should I repay his high-interest loans? And you are not allowed to intervene either! Giving in to him once will make him do the same thing again next time!”
People who are addicted to gambling rarely quit. Once addicted, it's even considered a psychiatric illness. Kiara had done her due diligence towards this Trash Dad and held no more affection for him.
Having said this, Mario Yuno no longer persisted. He returned to his original place to continue his woodworking, while Yuzo Joel silently observed Kiara, her face flushing with anger under the scrutiny of his penetrating gaze.
“What are you looking at! I am that cold-blooded! I don't even acknowledge my own father; I'm the wolf cub everyone sees from the outside! Don't transfer the feelings you have for your daughter onto me. Even if your daughter lived until now, she wouldn't be as heartless as me, disowning her father!”
Her words spoken in a fit of pique didn't anger Yuzo Joel; he even laughed.
“What are you laughing at!”
“I'm laughing at you, child. Don't take your anger out on us. Come on, I'll test you. There are two psychiatric phenomena in the process of you being angry with him. If you get it right, I'll reward you with a duck's head.”
Yuzo Joel waved a bag that Camden had taken down under Kiara's nose.
This action reminded Mario Yuno of his childhood when his dad would hold a chicken leg under the noses of him and his two brothers, saying whoever did more chores would get the reward. They busied themselves like silly pheasants for a long time, only to look up and see Amelia perched on their dad's shoulder, nibbling on the chicken leg.
Camden really wanted to laugh; Yuzo Joel's parenting style was surprisingly slick.
Kiara's anger caused by Trash Dad was instantly diverted by half.
“This behavior of taking my anger out on you guys relates to a widespread phenomenon. We tend to have a lot of patience for outsiders, yet we easily lose our tempers with those close to us. The closer the person, the lower the threshold for our rage. That's because we generally have higher expectations for our loved ones. Another reason is that we can develop what's called 'monological thinking' towards family members. This means imposing our own thoughts onto others. Just now, I was upset, and I felt hurt by your mere glance. That's me projecting my thoughts onto you. Yelling at Camden was because of the same reason.”
Kiara's analysis was smooth, and Camden looked up, feeling wronged, “You've got all this theory, so why can't you stop bullying people?”
Kiara glared at him, “Who else am I supposed to take it out on if not the people closest to me? I won't unleash my anger on anyone else!”
Yuzo Joel felt utterly refreshed by Kiara's roaring and laughed out loud. Camden pursed his lips, “I've long noticed you have a masochistic streak; the more we talk about you, the happier you get! Hey, daughter-in-law, they mentioned two phenomena, you only addressed one. What about the other one?”
Mario Yuno and Yuzo Joel didn't get along, but whenever it involved Kiara, the two would surprisingly cooperate without needing to communicate.
Like now, Kiara was venting her anger from her Trash Dad onto the two of them, but both Mario and Yuzo didn't get upset. Instead, they intuitively diverted Kiara's attention.
True enough, as soon as they shifted to professional matters, Kiara calmed down.
“There's another psychological phenomenon… Are you trying to test me, why he's addicted to gambling?”
Yuzo Joel passed her a duck head, “Here, a reward for you!”
Kiara took the duck head and sat on the stool to gnaw at it. She felt like half her anger had dissipated as Mario continued to saw wood with relief.
It seemed like in Kiara's heart, Trash Dad was only worth about two duck heads; give her something to eat, and she wouldn't be mad anymore.
“I know gambling can become addictive just like narcotics, because there are several regions in the human brain that become extremely active when gambling. When playing online games, 2 regions are active, but with gambling, it's 6, which is why gambling is more addictive than online gaming.”
“Correct, that's it! Your Eldest Brother once studied many extreme sports enthusiasts and found that like gambling, extreme sports also result from brain activity, producing hormones. When they gamble, their saliva contains more of these hormones. Yet not everyone has the opportunity to engage in extreme sports like skydiving or bungee jumping. In contrast, gambling is much easier to access, and the joy of winning money makes them secrete even more hormones.”
As Yuzo Joel and Kiara chatted like this, Kiara's angry mood subsided. Mario realized that as long as Kiara saw someone as a patient, she wouldn't get angry. Yuzo Joel had categorized Rico as falling into a diseased category, so professionally, Kiara naturally did not regard him as anger-worthy over someone of no relevance to her.
After spending a bit more time with Kiara, Yuzo Joel left, having received a call. Mario, having nearly finished making the baby's crib, took Kiara back to the house. They prepared for her to have a bath in the tub first, filling it with water. While the water ran, Kiara saw Mario in a thoughtful pose, hand resting on his head.
“What's up?”
“I'm frustrated. I feel kind of useless.”
“Huh? If you're useless, then who is useful?” Kiara was perplexed. This guy was always full of confidence; such words didn't sound like something he would say.
Chapter end
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