It waste at night, and all was silent. Aiden made sure Renee was asleep before quietly peeking from


    under the covers.


    He hid in the bathroom with a walkie-talking in hand. His brows furrowed seriously as he whispered,


    “Emergency, emergency. Come in Q,e in Q.”


    Not long after, a response came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.


    “Roger. Q here. Please go ahead, Adie. I repeat, please go ahead.”


    “Come and meet me at Apartment XX right now. Immediately!”


    “Copy that!”


    After the exchange, Aiden put away the walkie-talkie and quietly left the house.


    At the apartment’s gazebo, Mr. Q was wearing a mask and a ck trench coat. The tall figure had


    already arrived as promised.


    At the same time, Aiden carried his small briefcase and walked briskly to the rendezvous point under


    the moonlight.


    “You’re right on the dot, Q. I knew I didn’t pick the wrong man! You get ten points for that,” Aiden


    generously praised the man who stood as tall as a mountain.


    “Did you bring the stuff I wanted?” Mr. Q turned and asked seriously, revealing his stern brows and


    eyes.


    “Don’t worry. It’s all good. Satisfaction guaranteed,” Aiden replied. In an equally serious manner, he


    asked in return, “Have you prepared what I asked for?”


    “Done, as you requested.”


    “Good. Let’s get on with the exchange!”


    The two held out their respective items and exchanged them under the nket of the night. The


    atmosphere was tense and solemn, and to outsiders, they may even look like some underworld deal


    being carried out.


    Aiden handed Mr. Q a stack of photos and a video.


    The subject of the photos and videos was none other than his mother, Renee.


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    “Not only did I get Mommy’s perfect side, but I took a picture of her drooling in her sleep and even


    vlogged it! How’s that? I’m good, right? I’m sure it’s worth every penny!” Aiden bragged as he raised his


    chin proudly like a little adult.


    Mr. Q flipped through the photos, and the stern look on his face unconsciously softened.


    He had to admit that the woman in the pictures really did seem to have a thousand faces. Sometimes it


    was cute, sometimes innocent, sometimes flirtatious, and sometimes even silly, especially with the


    sound of her snores. There was a kind of indescribable sense of cuteness, and all her angles spoke of


    nothing but pure beauty!


    “Not bad. Top quality stuff that’ll let me understand your mother better. I like them!”


    The man put away the photos carefully and was obviously in a good mood.


    “Your goods aren’t bad too. This game console has been out of the market for so long, yet you actually


    managed to get it for me. It looks like you put in a lot of effort too! Another ten points to you!”


    Aiden held the newly acquired game console as he yed with full concentration.


    Like Renee, the little boy was an avid video game enthusiast and collected all kinds of game consoles.


    Mr. Q’s pawnshop was literally a treasure house, so it was natural there were a variety of older game


    consoles that had long gone out of production. The two stroked a deal and would often carry out their


    “trades” at night like this.


    In general, ten beautiful photos of Renee could be exchanged for a game console.


    Every time Aiden got a new console, Mr. Q would patiently y it with him