"That's wonderful. Let me have a look!"
Jombo started inspecting the software for any flaws. In the end, he realized it was a mature piece of software. Its data encryption was comprehensive, and every aspect of the software was being taken care of in detail.
Although Randy's software was incomparable to other high-tech software, it was still impressive that a three-and-a-half-year-old boy could come up with such well-developed software.
"Daddy said he will register a patent for me. This software will be named after me as Randy. The marketing department will put it into testing before marketing it." Feeling proud, Randy held his head high. "Daddy also promised me that the profits made will go into my bank account. I can use the money whenever I want."
"You're amazing!" Jombo patted Randy's head while he remarked, "Now that's the child from the Giblo family!"
While tapping on the tablet, Randy stated, "Actually, I need to thank Mommy. She was the one who inspired me to develop this software. Back then, she gave me a lot of useful suggestions when I told her about my idea. It was only until we reunited with Daddy that I have the opportunity to turn my idea into reality."
Jombo paid attention as Randy was talking. He must admit that Carla was indeed a good mother. Although she was of humble birth, she had a positive influence on the kids.
Yet, that alone couldn't buy her the ticket into the Giblo family. She needed more than that to marry into the Giblo family.
Just then, Venus asked meekly, "Great-grandpa, I'm not as clever as Randy, and I don't know martial arts as Josh does. Will you still like me?"
The little girl wrung her hands unwittingly, nervously waiting for Jombo's answer.
"Oh, of course, I will love our little Venus." Jombo hugged the little girl. With his eyes full of affection, he reassured her, "You are the cutest angel—our little princess. You need not know how to develop software or do martial arts like your brothers. You need only to be happy."
Venus tilted her head while asking innocently, "You won't hate me even if I still don't know a lot when I grow up?"
Smiling gently, Jombo uttered, "Of course not! You are the Giblo family's precious little princess. All I hope is that you can live a happy life and always be healthy."
"Then I don't need to worry anymore." Venus patted her chest in relief, and a bright smile appeared on her face.
"Well, our grandpa told mommy the same thing as well. He only wanted mommy to be happy. Now that mommy has daddy and us, I think grandpa's wish has come true. Great-grandpa, I am happy to be with mommy and daddy."
Jombo was left dazed as Venus's words made him realize that Carla was also someone else's precious little princess, just like Venus was to him. When he looked down upon Carla because of her family background, he seemed to have forgotten that the young lady didn't deserve to be treated that way.
Just then, Mrs. Bolistin showed up in the living room. "Mr. Giblo, dinner is ready!"
Her voice brought Jombo back to his senses. The latter nodded absent-mindedly. "Mm."
"I'll go and call daddy and mommy!" Venus trotted upstairs in cheerful steps.
"Great-grandpa, let's go and wash our hands." Randy placed the tablet aside and then wheeled Jombo to the washroom.
Thompson offered to help, "Mr. Randuwell, let me take over. I'm afraid the wheelchair is too heavy for you and that you might accidentally hurt your feet."
Yet, Randy looked up at him and uttered seriously, "Mr. Thompson, although I'm still a kid, I can do what adults can do, and I can understand a lot of things that the adults know."
Jombo was proud of the little boy. He concurred with him, "That's true! Randy is the cleverest kid I've ever seen."
Thompson nodded in agreement. "Mr. Randuwell is a genius, just like his father."
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