Chapter 376


    Chapter 376 No Need To Stay


    “Ana, don’t cry. I’m sorry that I came homete.”


    She wrapped her arms around Damian’s neck and rested her face on his shoulder. She cried louder


    and louder, but the fear in her heart slowly disappeared.


    “Ana, my dear, don’t cry. I’m here now. Don’t be afraid.”


    That night, Damian held her in his arms and coaxed her for a long time. The next day, Damian got sick


    because the car broke downst night while he was on the way home. Although he held an umbre, it


    rained heavily and his body was still wet.


    Although it was not winter, the temperature dropped in those few days to only more than 50 degrees


    Fahrenheit.


    In fact, Damian didn’t spend much time with her because of his work, but he left a deep impression on


    Yuliana every time.


    Another time, was when Damian and Callie just got divorced.


    Yuliana refused to go to school and eat and locked herself in her room.


    The housekeeper was anxious, but she could not do anything. She had no choice but to call Damian.


    When Damian came back, it was already evening.


    He knocked on the door first, but Yuliana didn’t open it. Then he opened the door with the key.Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    She had rarely thrown a tantrum willfully since childhood. Even if she was unhappy, she would deal


    with it by herself and wouldn’t vent it on others.


    But after Damian opened the door and came in, she emerged from under the nket, jumped off the


    bed, and. began to smash the things in the room to vent her emotions.


    Damian was never a strict father to her.


    She even knew in her heart that no matter what she did, Damian would tolerate her infinitely.


    Damian let her smash all the things that could be smashed in the room. Then he asked her without


    scolding, “Are you hungry? Can I ask the housekeeper to make you something to eat?”


    “No! No! I don’t want the food she makes!”


    She uncontrobly lost her temper with him.


    Damian did not get impatient at all. He asked, “Can I make it for you?”


    Finally, Damian made her a ck egg casserole. It was added with eggs and chopped green onions. It


    did not taste good, was greasy, and a little salty, but she finished it probably because she was too


    hungry.


    In her impression, Damian had never cooked in the kitchen.


    That was the only time he did.


    The only time Damian lost his temper with her was when she told him that she was going to marry


    Harry. At that time, she had a fierce fight with Damian which ended up in a stalemate for a month or


    two.


    After some time, there was a knock on the door.


    Yuliana woke up from her dream and her eyes were wet.


    She stared at the ceiling for a few seconds and then looked at Rowan who was sleeping beside her.


    The little guy’s head was pillowed on her arm as he curled up next to her and slept soundly.


    She gently withdrew her arm and got up to open the door.


    It was Hailey who knocked on the door to say that Rowan’s teacher Mr. Henderson had arrived.


    Yuliana woke Rowan up and asked Hailey to take him downstairs to study with Mr. Henderson. Then


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    on the bed again. However, her eyes were sore and swollen, and she couldn’t fall asleep.


    After nine o’clock in the morning at Goodness Club, a ck Mercedes-Benz parked at the door of the


    clubhouse.


    A momentter, a man in a dark patterned shirt got out of the car. He closed the door behind him and


    looked around with his gray eyes. It was indeed an excellent ce with beautiful scenery and


    traditional retro buildings.


    The waiter at the door stepped forward and said, “Mr. Sce, pleasee in.”


    Christopher withdrew his gaze, nced at him, and walked in.


    Inside the clubhouse, the view was extremely broad, and theyout and design were exquisite and


    magnificent. Even a pot of flowers and grass was extraordinary.


    Christopher followed the waiter along the winding nk road to a pavilion in the middle of theke.


    At this time, there were two chairs on the side of the pavilion. The man in a gray polo shirt sat on one of


    the chairs, holding a fishing tackle in his hand, and was staring attentively at theke not far away.


    “Boss, Mr. Sce is here.” The waiter said.


    The man didn’t speak and didn’t even move.


    The waiter didn’t say anything and stood quietly.


    Christopher stared at the man’s side profile for a while and then looked at theke.


    About half a minuteter, the man finally moved. He pulled the fishing rod and lifted a fish out of the


    water. He took the fish off the hook skillfully and threw it into a barrel on the side.


    The fish jumped twice in the barrel and water was sshed around.


    The man put down the fishing rod and looked at Christopher, “Have a seat.”


    Christopher walked to the empty chair and sat down.


    The man nced at him and smiled, “You don’t seem surprised.”


    Christopher leaned against the back of the chair and straightened his legs to cross them. “What’s so


    surprised? Those who can destroy Sce Corporation are naturally not someone ipetent.”


    He tilted his head, looked at the man beside him, and smiled, “What should I call you? Mr. Xavier or


    Oliver, my


    cousin?”


    The man smiled and said, “Up to you.”


    Christopher looked down and said with a half-smile, “I’d better call you Mr. Xavier. Otherwise, some


    people will think I’m using the backdoor to get here.”


    “Some people?” The man turned to look at him. “Are you talking about ck Wolf?”


    Christopher shrugged.


    ck Wolf seemed to be Yahir’s subordinate, but in fact, there was someone behind Yahir, which was


    the man beside Christopher.


    His name was Oliver Sce, with Mr. Xavier as his code name.


    “You have done a good job this time. ck Wolf won’t dare to have a problem with it.” Oliver took the


    bait and hooked it to the fishing rod. “Can you fish?”


    “No.” Christopher was silent for a few seconds. “But Mr. Sce likes it.”


    Oliver didn’t say anything. He got up and threw the hook line hooking the bait into theke. Then he sat


    back in the chair.


    He said, “The grievances of the previous generation have ended on the day when Sce Corporation


    was destroyed. Since you choose to call me Mr. Xavier, you have to abide by my rules. I’ve always


    been focusing on the issues rather than the people. If you perform well, you will naturally get your


    benefits, but if you don’t, I won’t show mercy.”


    This was not only to state his stance but also to warn Christopher not to have any hidden agendas.


    Christopher sneered, “Mr. Xavier… Since you don’t trust me, why do you use me?”


    Oliver pulled the fishing rod and didn’t answer Christopher’s question. Instead, he picked up a ss on


    the side, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip. Then he looked at the buoy on theke.


    He asked, “Have you got the stuff?”


    Christopher put a small transparent box on the table, which was the memory card Yuliana gave himst


    night.


    Oliver nced at it and asked, “Is it from Terrence?”


    Christopher nodded calmly in agreement.


    “No backup?”


    “He said no.”


    “Do you trust him?”


    “Terrence just wants money, not risk his life.”


    Oliver was silent for a while. “Did he say anything else? Like who told him to keep an eye on Goodness


    Club?” Christopher changed his posture, bent his left leg, put his right leg over his left, and said


    casually, “No He said that he came here to try his luck after hearing some rumors. He nned to take


    some photos to make. some money.”


    Oliver didn’t was nomittal to his answer and didn’t speak for a long time.


    When he spoke again, his voice became extremely cold. “Since we have the things, there is no need to


    keep him. I’ll let you handle it. Make sure it’s taken care of nicely.”


    Christopher frowned slightly and didn’t answer.