Novel & Cerita Genius Baby

Looking at her lovely daughter, who had inherited the virtues of both Francis and herself, Scarlett couldn’t resist kissing her endlessly. Because of her kisses, Shannon giggled shyly, her bright eyes gleaming. Scarlett knew Shannon was different from Brittany and Carlos. They were clever, but Shannon was a genius; just like Skyler, she had an astronomically high IQ and could solve complex puzzles. At age 3, she had been able to memorize the value of pi to the 30th digit and had solved a Rubik’s Cube in under a minute. Scarlett and Francis had gotten her tested, and it was revealed that she was a prodigy.

After some deliberation, they decided to name the baby Omar Hardin. Omar was a brilliant child. He had inherited all of his parent's abilities. He could memorize poems by the age of three. He could play chess with his father when he was five years old. He would talk wonders and have his own personal thoughts. Nine Saint Spirit was initially concerned that her son was too extraordinary. Due to her position, she was concerned that the Godly Region would discover he was her son. However, Omar was so intelligent and endearing that Nine Saint Spirit could not help but teach him everything she knew.

He quickly took her hand and he was very happy. “Really?! You’re kidding, right? No? Wait, Min Dam! Really? Really?” “Mommy, Daddy Henrik’s fun. Will you give me a younger brother to bully?” She winced at Aerush's question. Why is it so advanced to speak always? She remembers, she was just watching Alphabet Songs and numbers when she was 2 years old and when she played alphabet songs again, her princess complained and said she memorized it all. She almost fainted when she spoke from A-Z with examples and numbers from 1-1000. Hera said that she would include her daughter in Baby Genius because it would be a mess but she just kicked the girl. Today, her daughter can read.

Tommy proudly gave his father the drawing book. "It's nice, who taught you how to draw this well?" Mark asked looking at the drawing. "My teacher taught me and mother said it's my talent, dad when I grow up I want to be an artist." They both laughed nodding their heads in support. "It's time for bed baby." Melissa told him when she saw him yarn. Walking into Tommy's room they found Betty running water in the bathtub ready to bathe Tommy. "Aunt, you don't have to do that. Let the maid handle it." Mark suggested, laying Tommy on the bed.

Cordy continued to teach Dicky patiently, having become much calmer after finding out about Dicky's IQ score. She had done some reading, and found out that geniuses tend to be more single-minded on things. In short, while they could score 120 out of a test with a full score of 100 points, they could also get a big fat zero in certain areas. Unfortunately, there was no chance of them improving on the latter. Dicky's greatest weakness was perhaps language. "Lee-id, lid," Dicky repeated after her, and suddenly pronounced another word,"Ree-id. Rid."

Today, the main floor of the modern architectural masterpiece echoed with the warm, vibrant sounds of a bustling, thriving household. In the sunlit kitchen, built around marble countertops and floor-to-ceiling glass windows that looked out over the private forest, Clara stood holding six-month-old baby Maya in her arms. The baby, boasting a head of thick dark hair and Damon’s sharp, striking grey eyes, babbled happily while reaching for a plush velvet toy. "Easy, little executive," Clara cooed softly, kissing Maya’s soft cheek. Nearby, Mrs. Gable was placing a platter of freshly baked pumpkin muffins on the breakfast bar while Toby—now six years old and dressed in his primary school uniform—

Usually, Eleana was very careful, she avoided showing her weak side to her children because she wants them to grow up, in childhood bliss, without any trauma or pain, unfortunately for her, she has a set of gifted children. _Isabelle with her enhanced hearing and Georgina, her IQ and EQ surpasses her age, almost on par with that of a teenager_. Georgina took out the picture, one at a time, pictures filled with her, Isabelle and her mom, some she remembers, others, she don't. She found nothing really special about the picture, other than the fact that her father wasn't in any one of them. "Hmm, why is the inside much shorter than the outside", she wondered, observing the cube - sized box, she

I finish my studies and return to the company, only to find my wife, Sophia Cooper, holding a wedding ceremony with her assistant, Robert Miller. Sophia asks me to give them a wedding gift. "It's our big day, so don't be a cheapskate. Give us at least ten grand." I stand rooted to the spot. If memory serves, it's actually our fifth wedding anniversary today. "Is this some kind of joke? Cut it out—" I force myself to come up with an excuse for them. Robert cuts me off contemptuously. "Ms. Cooper promised me that if I could provide the company with a new miracle drug, she'd put on a wedding gown and marry me. Now, place your wedding gift on the left, and help yourself to the divorce agr

"And this is Baby." Kiersey smiled at the baby, waving. "Hi. I'm Kiersey, it's nice to meet you, Kizza. And I like your name, Baby." Kizza threw her head back in a short laugh. "My bad. Her real name is Taliya, we all got used to calling her The Baby, then just Baby." Kiersey smiled. "Oh." "Yeah. Yours is a nice name as well. We both have names starting with K. Don't tell me you get called Key too."

Chapter 6:The baby contract BELLA’s POV My heart sank as I recognized the contract in his hands. “You were actually serious about this thing?” “Do I look like The Joker?” He asked back.”This is called The Baby Contract.Read through and sign in the appropriate places. You can read right?” I sat down uncomfortably on the couch, my skimpy rumpled nightgown clinging to me. He looked at me like he could see my panties. Wait could he? I quickly clamped my legs together and placed a pillow over my thick thighs he had been seeing for free.