Chapter 97
Schools in Ocpeace City reopened in session at the end of August.
Christopher''s mother could no longer keep stair and Adrienne at the Meyer family home as the
siblings had to attend school. Everleigh went to take the children back two days before school
reopened.
Vanessa was reluctant to part with them. She took a bunch of things and filled Everleigh''s car trunk.
Finally, before Everleigh left, sheined, "It''s not right for Christopher to let you pick up the
children alone. He actually did this?"
Everleigh exined on his behalf, "He has operations in the afternoon and his schedule is quite
packed. He has additional shifts at night too."
Vanessa took her hand and said, "You are just too considerate and take care of things all by
yourself. How can you speak up for him?"
"I''m not; I''m just telling the truth."
"By the way, you two are now living in the house in Yoreast Hills Garden, right?"
"Yes," Everleigh nodded, feeling sheepish, "I haven''t met Felicia too. I''ve yet to thank her."
"What''s there to thank when we''re family? I just feel that the house at Yoreast Hills Garden is a little
small, and the interior is quite old too. You live there first, then you should move to another house
after the renovation over there ispleted."
In a few casual words, another house would be given to her once again. Moreover, Vanessa would
definitely be more generous than Christopher''s sister, Felicia. Everleigh felt lightheaded and
speechless at the thought.
When you received a gift from someone, it was as if you would owe them a favor. How could she
just go with whatever Vanessa wished?
On the way back, Everleigh asked the two children about how they were in the Meyer family home.
Adrienne was sucking on the jelly in the back seat. Her short legs swung back and forth on the seat,
"Grandma was very kind to me. She gave me everything I asked for."
"What did you get from her?" Everleigh said earnestly while driving, "Didn''t I tell you that you can''t
simply ask others for things?"
"Grandma is not others, and I didn''t ask for anything much," Adrienne''s face was full of confidence.
Everleigh thought about it and realized that it was true. What could a child wish for other than
something to eat, drink and y with?
In the backseat, stair, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Mommy, have you
decided to live together with Christopher in the future?"
"What?" Everleigh was startled.
Adrienne also asked in confusion, her expression clueless, "Hasn''t Christopher always lived with
us? stair, what are you talking about?"
It was not a good thing for her son to mature too early. Either he did not speak, or he would shake
her to the core every time he did. It threw Everleigh off, leaving her uneasy every time.
She had never told the two children about the fake marriage between Christopher and her. Adrienne
was muddle- headed anyway. She would listen to everything you said if you gave her some ice
cream. She could not have cared less about the meaning of calling someone Grandpa or Grandma.
However, stair was different. He had his own thoughts, which made Everleigh suspect he had
already figured out that she and Christopher were putting on an act. At the thought of this, she felt a
little guilty.
She coughed to cover up her embarrassment and asked, "stair, why do you ask this suddenly?"
"Grandpa and Grandma treat Adrienne and I very well, and Christopher is also a good man.
Mommy, if you want to be together with Christopher, I feel that he will also take good care of you in
the future."
Hearing this, Everleigh was dumbstruck, "stair..."
She did not know how to exin to the children that she and Christopher were just friends. They
were mostly brought up by him. From the point of view of the children, Christopher was the kindest
and most caring person to them in this world. If he imed to be the second best, no one would
dare to be first. Everleigh had to admit that even she could notpare to him.
"But Christopher is a yboy." Before Everleigh could speak, Adrienne suddenly opened her mouth
and looked at her brother reluctantly, "stair, Christopher has too many girlfriends. I don''t want
Mommy to worry all day long."
A hesitant look grew on stair''s face.
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Adrienne said seriously, "Daddy also treats Mommy and us very well. I think it''s better to consider
Daddy rather than Christopher. Am I right, Mommy?"
Everleigh frowned, "Adrienne Trevino, he is not your Daddy. In the future, you can''t call anyone
Daddy except Christopher."
Ever since she and Christopher had found out that the incident in the past might have something to
do with the Godfrey family, the guilt she felt towards Theodore seemed to have vanished without a
trace.
If the Godfrey family was involved, if it was because of Theodore, even if he did not know, it would
not mean that he could stay out of it. How was it that her life deserved to be changedpletely
like this because of him?
Adrienne was spoiled by Christopher, but she was still a little afraid of Everleigh, especially when
she heard Everleigh calling her full name.
At this moment, Everleigh''s tone was stern. From the rearview mirror, it could be seen that she was
obviously unhappy.
Adrienne was a little frightened. She grasped the jelly in her hands for a long time. Then she finally
said in a meek voice, "I won''t call him that anymore. I just want you to be happy, Mommy."
Everleigh did not say anything. The atmosphere in the car became down and quiet.
The car drove past the bustling streets of Ocpeace City. Godfrey Group''s headquarters was visible
from the vehicle''s distance, at the left side of the windshield. The eye- catching sign of the building
shed through the car windows.
The man who kept questioning her why she left that year might be working in the office building at
that moment. Her departure did not leave any bad impact on his life. On the contrary, he enjoyed
glory and sess that ordinary people could never imagine.
For these past seven years, why should he hate her? She should be the one who hated him,
shouldn''t it?
The sunset glow shone on the city; the colors illuminated on the ss of the building. Through the
French windows, the glow fell on the gray carpet, warm and bright. The next second, a pair of red-
bottomed, ck high heels stepped on the light, and the warmth was shattered in that instant.
"Theodore, this is the suit you''re going to wear tomorrow. I brought it over for you to see if it fits you
well. If there''s anywhere that''s unsuitable, we still have time to make adjustments."
Josephine''s voice was elegant and sweet as usual, making one feel that she was a delicate and
gentle person.
Theodore''s thoughts were pulled back from the window. When he turned around, he saw Josephine
holding a suit in her hand. She looked at him expectantly, "The regr suits are too ordinary, I think
you would like this style."
"Mm." He merely nced at it, "It''s alright, there''s no need to try it on. Since you bought it, there
should be no problems."
He would never say the same things twice. He did not want to try it on, so Josephine put down the
suit without further persuasion. She kindly poured a cup of tea for him, "But you seem to have lost
weight recently. The designer wanted to re-measure your size and came three times. I heard that
she hasn''t gotten to meet you yet."
"I''ve been a bit busytely."
Was he busy? Theodore did not know why, but when he said this, he felt that it was quite ironic.
Since he took over Godfrey Group, he was somewhere in the middle; he could be busy, but he
could be free if he wanted. In fact, he could have a lot of time. The busyness, to put it simply, was
his choice.