David had a helpless look on his face.


    Arie smiled and did not make a sound.


    A staff member to the sideplimented, “Mr. Bergen has unintentionally spilled the beans again.”


    “That is, Ms. Arie and old Mr. Bergen are known in the circle as a loving couple, and today I have eaten another mouthful of dog food.”


    “Yes, old Mr. Bergen is a veteran actor, but always clean, so many years of debut, never rumored with anyone, really everyone’s model.”


    “That’s right, the family is good people.”


    “…”


    old Mr. Bergen, they are referring to David’s father.


    A group of people spared no effort inplimenting the family of three.


    Violet swept her eyes at Arie, but saw a self-deprecating smile emerge from the corner of her mouth, but it was fleeting.


    Does she disagree with everyone?


    Is it possible that she and David’s father are only superficially in love?


    Violet was thinking, and when she saw Arie’s brow knitted and coughing again, she got up and poured her a ss of warm water.


    “Ms. Arie, drink more hot water if you catch a cold, not cold water.”


    The staff poured everyone a ss of water, but at this moment the water in the ss was cold.This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.


    Violet took Arie’s cold water away and reced it with warm water for her.


    Arie looked at Violet’s slim back and something shed in her eyes.


    Is she Amalia’s daughter Violet?


    As good-looking as her mother.


    “Mom, Helena is considerate, isn’t she?”


    Seeing Arie sizing up Violet, Davides over and whispers to her.


    Arie gave him a look, “I have nothing to do with whether she’s considerate or not, David, you’re old enough to have a family. Nancy ising to thispetition, so let’s have dinner with herter.”


    “Mom, you know this is apetition. You’re a judge, she’s a contestant, so be careful to avoid suspicion.”


    David was not happy and hastily found an excuse to push back.


    “You kids …”


    “Shh, Mom, listen well to the director about the rules.”


    David hastily sat up straight and put on a straight face.


    Arie looked at him with a helpless look on her face.


    When my son was young, he yed with Nancy quite well, didn’t he?


    How did the two grow up instead of growing apart?


    Although she is a little bit disdainful of Nancy’s family background, Nancy is still very much to her liking.


    She was a good girl, and at a young age she would chatter patiently with her while she was sick and resting in bed.


    It is a good candidate for a daughter-inw.


    In the other room.


    All the contestants were gathered together and the same supervisors were ready to meet with them.


    Josie entered and scanned the room, spotting several familiar faces.


    The most familiar one is Ciara.


    At this moment, Ciara looked at herself like a sharp de, wanting to cut off a piece of her flesh.


    Josie ignored her gaze, and after greeting a few familiar faces politely, sat quietly in the corner.


    “Josie?”


    A surprised female voice came to my ears.


    Josie turned her head sideways and her face went a few degrees colder when she saw the visitor.


    The visitor, Matilda Servello, is one of the many underprivileged students her father supports.


    “Josie, it’s been a long time, how are you?”


    Matilda, with a smile on her face, sat down next to Josie.


    “Don’t bite your sister, my mother only had me as a daughter.”


    Josie spoke in a cold voice.


    Matilda choked, and her face duly showed resignation and tenderness.


    “Josie, I know you hate me and my mom, but Daddy misses you so much, he talks about you every day at dinner. You must go back to see him when you have time.”


    Ament that made Josie’s chest heave.


    “Matilda, don’t be a poseur here. Chanting about me every day at dinner? Are you reminding me that my house is now upied by you and that shameless mother of yours?”