Chapter: 1202

Rachel told him before. Apparently, Victor had already known his true identity. At the same time, some memories flashed in his mind. He remembered how Victor tried to calm him down when he broke into that room to save him. With all his efforts, Victor was able to get the bomb off him. Then, grabbing him tightly in his arms, they jumped down the building.

"Da... Daddy," In a very stiff tone, Joey moved his lips and spoke in a soft voice. This was the very first time that he called Victor this way.

Victor's gaze shifted to Joey after hearing that.

Meanwhile, Rachel's gaze lingered on Victor's brow, as if she were attempting to decode his thoughts. Carson claimed that Victor lost his memories and could only recall her, implying that he had forgotten about Joey. She thought it was odd and couldn't believe that Victor had completely lost his memories. She searched for evidence that Victor was lying, but she came up empty-handed.

She watched him closely to see how he would react as Joey called him

Daddy.

Joey likewise stared at him uneasily, but Victor gave him barely a minute of his attention before looking away.

"Okay, you make the call," he said, looking back at Rachel.

He was disinterested in Joey.

Rachel was a bit stunned and reflexively glanced at Joey. She saw

Joey's frown and pursed lips as she looked at him. It dawned on him that maybe he was speaking too softly, so he lifted his voice and yelled out again.

"Daddy."

Victor re-examined him and inquired with a grimace, "Who are you?"

Joey was baffled by these three words.

What was he trying to say?

There were a number of things running through Joey's head in a matter of seconds. Could Victor be pretending to be unaware of his identity? Why would that be the case? Was it motivated by a reluctance to accept him as his son?

Joey's eyes clouded as he contemplated this.

Rachel, of course, knew exactly what was going through Joey's head.

She approached him, put a hand on his shoulder, and called him softly, "Joe..."

Because of Victor, she couldn't talk about it to him right there.

Joey forced a grin on her, but she could see it wasn't genuine.

“Mommy, I'm alright," he responded, his eyes somewhat crimson.

"Rachel, do you recognize this young man?" With Rachel putting her hand on Joey's shoulder, Victor's gaze became gloomy as he saw their contact.

"This is..."

"Her godson. I'm her godson." Joey intercepted Rachel just as she was about to complete her sentence.