Unlike usual, Hank is extraordinarily strong in front of his business partners, the atmosphere of the meeting room is completely in his control, the way he points and waved, I can’t help but think of Dennis.
Daily life is so unbeatable people, talking about business, only more aggressive.
Thinking about this, the movement of drinking coffee suddenly stopped, how can I think of that person.
Turned his head, looked carefully at the office hours of the decoration, the busy downtown business district of the lot, in Hank this age sitting here everything, although and the top rich some gap, but also counted among the people.
I remembered the crazy woman Olivia I met.
It was because Dennis and Little Ann suddenly appeared that we didn’t have time to pursue our feud with Folly.
Olivia, like Larry, is in the entertainment industry and her identity information should not be difficult to find out.
So I took out my phone and searched for the keyword “Olivia” in the browser that came with it.
“OliviaDennis goes on a high-profile trip …”
“… Daughter of Luna makes a high-profile return.”
“The Road to the Fall of a Former Millennial …”
“Olivia can’t beat drug addiction, kills herself in prison …”
Each article is accompanied by a large number of exaggerated photos.
Olivia’s life has taken a big turn for the worse and internet users are mostly bemoaning her downfall.
The woman’s appearance in the photo is far from what I saw in Kimdock that day. The entertainment industry has zero tolerance for unethical artists, and with the face of a drug addict and criminal, even if the background is hard, there is no chance of getting ahead.
As Folly said, Olivia has not only changed her face, but also her identity. The information released to the public now is almost no more real information except Vivi’s stage name.
There is just one thing I can’t understand, Folly said that it was Olivia who had wronged me, how come I haven’t bothered her for six years, but when she sees me, she is flapping her teeth and claws to seek justice?
After thinking about it, I feel a little helpless, now even I am not “Clara”, this matter can not be determined, why worry about “Clara” enemy.
With a long sigh of relief, I turned my head and saw Hank in the opposite room, and subconsciously filled in his name in the search field.
The search results took me by surprise.
“The Gibson Group’s successor,” “The son of a lifetime who returned from study abroad,” “Rumors of Hank’s disagreement with stepmother Yara.” “Edwin died and Hank took over the company” “Mother died in a fall and the Gibson family was left with empty rooms”.
His parents died one after another in such a short period of time, how should he spend such dark days …
Compared to Olivia, he seems to have had a more difficult life. Perhaps it was that obscure period that made him so deep-rooted in his mind.
Then came the news of Hank’s relationship with “Clara”.
When Hank mysteriously disappeared six years ago, the Gibson Group was left without a head and its shareholders were on the verge of a rebellion, and it was “Clara” who stepped in to hold the fort for Hank at that moment.
Perhaps because of “Clara” and Dennis’s relationship as a couple, “Clara” and Hank, although they have a good relationship, but there are no rumors of any ambiguity.
But from my perspective, it may not really be that pure.
Clicking on one of them, I finally saw a picture of the late Clara, as Dennis put it.
I have to say, and I really look too much like me, in addition to look much better than me, the body also looks more round and healthy, the features are simply identical.
I was a little lost in thought, and when I didn’t notice, Hank had finished the meeting and walked in, “What are you looking at so intensely?”
When he spoke, the person was standing right in front of me, he lowered his eyes, his eyes touched the browser display, then he smiled lightly and walked helplessly to his desk, “You think it’s the same person?”
In one word, my heart’s suspicion was broken.
I simply got up and walked over, sat down across from him, clicked on the picture and handed my phone over, “Don’t you think it looks like that?”
Six years, enough to change a person’s appearance, but can not erase the traces left on the body.
Hank folded his legs and leaned back in his swivel chair, staring longingly at my face for a few seconds before speaking lightly, “It does look like that.”
If he showed blinking words, I can still argue a bit, but he answered so sure, I suddenly do not know what to say.
Hank is affirming and denying at the same time.
I’m sure I look almost exactly like “Clara”, but only like her, not her after all, so he can comment so lightly.
Looking into his eyes, I suddenly realized that Hank had never mentioned his past life to me.
If he was so close to “Clara”, why did he get engaged to me, who looks exactly like her?
“It’s time to take you out to eat today.”
Before I could think clearly, Hank was already up and urging me to go outside.
I subconsciously picked up my phone and followed him out in a good manner.
At that moment I realized that when facing Hank, I had become accustomed to accepting and avoiding all the topics that he did not want to delve into.
When I got into Hank’s car and was about to leave, a black car suddenly braked sharply and blocked the way, but thanks to Hank’s timely reaction, I didn’t hit it.
“Drip-” Hank had the decency to honk the horn to signal the other side to move over.
After about two minutes, the other side neither rolled down the window to apologize, nor any action, Hank had to unbuckle his seat belt and go down to negotiate with the other side.
However, he just knocked on the other side of the window, but the black car suddenly accelerated and drove away with a whoosh.
This unqualified behavior, forgiving the good-tempered Hank could not help but frown, but he was finally unwilling to delay, watching the other car disappeared in the exit, then turned around and got into the car.
I was hiding something in my heart and didn’t ask too many questions, and the journey was uneventful, so I soon put this little episode behind me.
As soon as I sat down at the restaurant, Folly sent me a bunch of photos on Facebook.
They were taken when “Clara” was with her.
Of course, there are also mixed with some “Clara” holding two children, the photo, the woman’s face happy and contented, it can be seen that the family is very well loved.
“Still thinking about what you just did?” Hank tentatively observed my phone interface.
I simply handed the phone over some, “Folly said these might help me recover my memory.”
Hank handed over the phone, flipped around for a while, stopped at the “Clara” teasing the child when making a face on the photo, his eyes showed some delicate tenderness, “it seems, Clara finally and the child to spend that period of time very happy. ”
“Yeah.” I smiled lightly, “What mother and child are not happy together.”
Suddenly remembering something else, I asked Hank, “What about us, did we ever have kids?”
Hank froze and pushed the phone off the table and in front of me, “No, I tried, but you refused, maybe you don’t like kids.”
I don’t like children?
But how I feel, I still like to spend time with little Ann.
Children are much better, simple and innocent, no bad intentions, bye bye fat, just look at the mood will become good.
Is it true that I have changed my temperament after a trip to the ghost gate?
Looking at the photo of “Clara” with the child, I nodded absentmindedly, “Maybe … That’s right.”