Matthew lazily lifted his eyelids to lift a glance, “Your father’s phone?”
“Who have you ever seen me get angry with besides him?”
“That’s true.”
Matthew was noncommittal.
Matthew was very strict when he was young, with rules about when and how much to eat at each meal, but Charles was different, he was almost completely free-range.
Because Matthew’s father is also relatively busy, busy with work, busy … looking for a woman.
In the end Charles now this flamboyant nature is also partly inherited from his father.
“You’re short of money?”
Matthew had no intention of inquiring about Charles’ personal affairs, which he had just heard occasionally.
Charles raised his eyebrows and smiled, “What, is President Grant going to give me relief?”
“…” Matthew shoved the pool cue in Charles’ hand, while his voice was as cold as ever, “Giving you my money so you can take it to a young model, I’m not that generous. ”
“…”
Charles froze for two seconds, “Matthew where are you going!”
“Home.”
Matthew walked to the door of the billiard hall and took out his phone, on which still lay quietly the information that Blanca had returned.
Heh.
Having dinner with another man is fun, huh?
Matthew came out of the billiard hall and walked straight towards the door, the car he drove out today was a Porsche, very cool and stylish, he typed a line out, then threw the phone on the passenger side and started it.
…
Blanca ate a lot.
It’s really because she is not familiar with Wilson and has nothing to talk about, so she can only keep her head down and eat.
“Miss Blanca is very hungry?”
“Uh, a little …”
“Then let’s add another meal?”
“That’s not necessary!” Blanca looked at the time, now it is already eight o’clock, and then add a meal of also afraid to go back on ten o’clock. Inevitably by then Matthew will not be angry …
Blanca shivered.
“You are very afraid of me?” Wilson looked at Blanca with interest.
In fact, today is not at all a chance encounter, learning that Blanca has returned from the b city, Wilson has been looking for someone to keep an eye on Blanca’s whereabouts. After all, … himself was trying to get a firm foothold in Oakshire, and was bound to get entangled with Matthew.
And as far as he knows, Matthew’s lifeblood is Blanca.
So, how could Wilson let Blanca go?
“Afraid? Why should I be afraid of you, Young Master Wilson you are joking.”
“Oh? Is that so? I hope so then.” Wilson grinned.
Blanca looked down and held the lemonade in her hand and swallowed hard, joke, what to be afraid of! She hadn’t done anything wrong, so why should she be afraid!
Blanca finished the lemonade in one gulp, “Master Wilson, I’m full, I see it’s getting late, why don’t we go back early?”
“No rush.”
Wilson slowly smiled, his eyes seemed to shine with fine starlight, “Didn’t you say last time that you would promise me one thing?”
“Hmm?”
“In two days, it’s the anniversary of my mother’s death, would you like to go with me to pay respect to her?”
“…”
Blanca thinks Wilson is sick, and not very sick.
No, either that or she was sick herself.
She was not related to Wilson’s mother, so why should she go to pay her respects to his mother? Oh no, in other words, her relationship with Wilson is not so good as this?
“Master Wilson, I’m sorry …, I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to go to pay respect to your mother?” Blanca struggled to deliberate her words.
“Appropriate. Did I ever tell you that you and my mother looked a lot alike when you were young?”
“…”
Blanca was suddenly speechless.