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Having an extremely smart and brilliant kid as a child was really a headache for a single mother.
Yvonne had experienced this type of feeling more than once.
There was simply nothing that she could do with her daughter.
She would rather not say a word.
Halfway through the story Maria stopped what she was doing and looked at her mother with a curious look on her face, "Mommy, how can you stop with only half the story? Who is my dad? Just tell me the name. I'll look for him myself."
Yvonne began to wonder if this was the child she brought up and took care of.
After raising her for so many years, she was going to go to her father?
Was her father that interesting to her?
It seemed that the child's desire for her father was deep.
She said, "Don't ask anymore. When it's time to send you away, I'll send you away. It seems like you've made up your mind."
She did not want to say anything more and went to her room.