America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“I understand, that’s what they taught you to say,” Wade said to Yelena.

"Frank's dad needs to work two jobs to support us."

"Let us in first. Leaving the door open will attract attention."

"Come in."

Wade and Natasha went inside, and the little girl standing at the end of the corridor screamed and ran upstairs, her shrill voice seeming to pierce through the roof.

“I’m sorry, Lisa is just afraid of strangers,” Yelena said, looking at Wade and Natasha.

“This guy named Frank is really bold; he knew Natasha was coming to meet you today,” Wade said.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Wade turned to look at Natasha, who had remained silent.

"Yelena, you've gone to great lengths to contact me, are you trying to get me to take you away?" Natasha asked Yelena.

"elder sister……"

“It’s time to end this. I want you to stay,” Yelena said.

"Wow~!" Wade glanced at Natasha's expression, then at Yelena's, and wisely walked away.

Wade hid himself in the corner of Frank's living room with the curtains, pretending he didn't exist, but his two shoes were half-peeked out from under the curtains.

"What made you fall for this man in the first place?" Yelena asked Natasha, puzzled.

"He's hilarious, isn't he? Seeing him makes me happy," Natasha said indifferently.

Chapter 224 The King of Children

The Frank family, who adopted Yelena, lived in an ordinary white neighborhood.

When Wade drove in, every house looked exactly the same, two-story buildings side by side, as if the real estate developer had lazily copied and pasted them onto a computer.

Wade stood behind the curtains, listening to Natasha and Yelena talk, but the two were communicating in their native Russian, and Wade couldn't understand a word they were saying.

Natasha has long red hair, while Yelena has blonde hair. Judging from their hair color alone, it is unlikely that Natasha and Yelena are blood-related sisters.

The curtains were by the window, and Wade, who was hiding behind them, turned around and looked out the window.

John Wick's car was parked in the driveway. Just by looking at it, the Ford Mustang gave off an unusual feeling. Wade needed to be careful about the safety of the Ford Mustang.

Cars and people passed by, and John's Ford Mustang always attracted attention, but no one stopped to make a move on it; the passing cars and people quickly moved on.

It's very difficult to keep Wade quiet in the corner.

Natasha tried to persuade Yelena to accept the status quo and not try to change anything. When she glanced instinctively at the curtains, Wade was no longer behind them.

"Where did he go?" Natasha switched back to English.

"Who?"

“Wade,” Natasha said to Yelena.

Yelena glanced at the curtains, walked over and lifted them; Wade was indeed gone.

"The window?" Yelena glanced out the window; Wade hadn't left through the window.

He's still inside.

“They might be upstairs,” Natasha said to Yelena after hearing noises upstairs.

"upstairs?"

Yelena turned and went upstairs.

She's an older sister now, and Frank Castle's daughter, Lisa Barbara Castle, is someone she needs to take good care of.

Upstairs in Lisa's room, Wade was reading fairy tales to her, holding dolls in his hands and vividly reenacting the stories.

Wade acted like a peer of his youngest daughter, Lisa, and played perfectly with her.

Yelena and Natasha stood in front of the room. Yelena looked up at her sister Natasha.

“I think I know why you’re getting a divorce,” Yelena said.

What nonsense are you making?

Natasha pressed down on Yelena's head, just like they used to when they were children playing around.

Natasha was forcibly sterilized at her assassin graduation ceremony, completely depriving her of her reproductive rights. This was the reason Yelena guessed.

Wade's looks naturally appeal to children under ten, and he enjoys playing with kids.

“Wade…” Natasha called softly.

"Look! The red-haired witch has spotted us! We'd better hide!"

Wade and Lisa looked towards the door, and the two of them instantly crawled under the bed.

Lisa hugged her teddy bear tightly. "Mr. Wilson, what should we do?"

“We’re in the safe zone. As long as we hold our breath and don’t make a sound, we’ll be safe,” Wade whispered to Lisa.

Lisa nodded earnestly to Wade, remembering everything he said.

"They've disappeared."

“Let’s look for them somewhere else,” Yelena said loudly to Natasha, who smiled and went downstairs.

Wade and Lisa, who were under the bed, watched as the four legs at the door walked away. Lisa wanted to get out from under the bed, but Wade put his finger to his lips, telling Lisa to wait a little longer and not to rush.

“Some bad guys just seem to have left, Lisa. We need to wait and make sure they’re really gone,” Wade said.

Lisa nodded to Wade.

In this house, the only person Wade could find to pass the time with was a little girl named Lisa Barbara Caster.

During their time together, Wade and Lisa became friends and learned some things about their families.

Lisa dislikes Yelena, the new family member. The little girl's dislike is obvious, and neither her father Frank nor her mother Maria can do anything about it.

To express her strong dissatisfaction, Lisa refused to go to school.

When Wade and Natasha, who were adults, visited, they didn't notice that Lisa hadn't gone to school. It wasn't until Lisa told Wade that he realized the child needed to go to school that day.

"They're really gone."

Lisa crawled out from under the bed and turned to Wade.

"Your head is covered in dust, let me blow it off for you."

“Mr. Wilson, you too.” Lisa laughed and blew the dust off Wade’s head.

“When your mother gets home, you have to tell her to clean under the bed properly too, not just the visible areas,” Wade said to Lisa.

“Now Yelena does the housework,” Lisa told Wade.

“That’s good. You’ll have to learn to do housework from now on,” Wade said.

"Lisa, do you know who the red-haired witch is to Yelena? Did your parents ever tell you?" Wade asked.

“She’s Yelena’s sister, but why does she have red hair?” Lisa asked.

“Lisa, you have blonde hair just like Yelena, you two are more like sisters,” Wade said.

“I want to dye my hair the color of a green ivy!” Lisa said.

"The red-haired witch and Yelena, just like Yelena and you now. The witch left home when she turned eighteen, and Yelena will also leave home when she turns eighteen."

“Lisa, you’re nine, and Yelena is fifteen. You only need to wait three years, and you won’t have to bother this older sister at home anymore,” Wade reassured her.

"Is it really only a three-year wait?"

“That’s right.” Wade nodded.

"OK then."

Nine-year-olds are in a wonderful stage. They are like serious little adults. Their nascent worldview makes them full of wild fantasies about the world and they firmly believe that the imagination in their minds is what is happening in the real world.

"I'll go see if they've finished talking."

“Mr. Wilson, my dad said Yelena’s sister will be spending Thanksgiving with us. Will you be spending Thanksgiving with us too?” Lisa asked Wade.

Wade looked into Lisa's eyes, which were filled with anticipation.

"Would you be sad if I said I wouldn't come?"

“I’ll be sad, and so will Teddy.” Lisa shook the teddy bear that she was choking, making it hard for it to breathe.

Chapter 225 Making the Police Lights Rotate

Wade got into the driver's seat, and Natasha opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

Wade turned to look at Natasha in the seat next to him.

“What are you looking at? Drive. Didn’t you want to be my driver?” Natasha said to Wade.

"I need to go to my apartment to move some things. Do you want to come?"

Wade was a little nervous, and Natasha nodded to him.

One day, when Wade realized that he was living alone in his apartment, that he was the master of the room, and that he was the one who set all the rules in this space, he began to do whatever he wanted in the apartment, and he enjoyed it immensely.

No one could see what Wade was doing in his apartment; Wade did a lot of crazy things.

“My place is a bit messy, you’ll have to stay in the car,” Wade told Natasha.

Natasha looked at Wade with suspicion. Did she look like someone who needed to hide in the car?

“Keep an eye on John’s car. A friend of mine had his car stolen in this area just the other day,” Wade explained.

Natasha nodded again, her expression somewhat languid.

Talking with her sister Yelena seemed to have taken a lot of her energy, and she wanted to rest.

When John Wick's Ford Mustang stopped near Wade's apartment building, Wade noticed that the car was being secretly watched by several groups of people.

Many people want to steal John's car.

Many people in the neighborhood knew Wade, and when they saw him get off John's limited edition Ford Mustang, no one thought the car belonged to Wade; they all assumed he had stolen it.

"Just knock them out later, don't let them call the police," Wade instructed Natasha before leaving.