Chapter 420 Hating the Wrong Person
Desmond looked at the familiar face of the man in front of him and exclaimed, "You are Uncle Clare!"
"Uncle Clare?"
This name stunned Ivan, and then he smiled ironically and slowly said, "This title really surprised me."
He said, looking at Desmond's face, which was almost the same as Alston, and frowned.
"Boy, how do you know me?"
After all, when Desmond was born, he was already in prison. As Alston was missing, and Cynthia hated him so much, how could they let Desmond know of his existence?
"I saw your picture in the family portrait at home." Desmond replied honestly, "In that family portrait, there are many people I have never seen before, including my father and you. My mother told me that you are my Uncle Clare."
Ivan was really stunned.
When grandpa was still alive, they did take a family portrait, but since he left the Smith family, the one picture at his house has never been

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