The confusion under Bonnie’s eyes grew a few more points.
Did Zachary even come to the house yesterday, how come she didn’t know about it.
Just as she was thinking about it, Andrew appeared in the garden, “Uncle Dumoulin, you’re here so early, is something wrong?”
That tone of voice, it was obvious that they knew each other.
Bonnie then turned her gaze to Andrew and inquired in a low voice, “What’s going on, Zachary came by the house yesterday?”
“Eh, came over to see me about something, stayed for a while and then left.” Andrew replied.
This kid!
Why didn’t he leave Zachary at home for dinner when he was here!
Bonnie grumbled in her mind, but faced Honesiphore Dumoulin with a smile on her face, “Hello Mr. Dumoulin is it, I’m so sorry about just now, I don’t know which gift I put that brooch in, so please come in, and have a hard time finding it for yourself. ”
Honesiphore waited for this opportunity!
He wanted to follow Zachary in yesterday, but Zachary said nothing and refused to let him tag along.
It was only in desperation that Honesiphore came up with this excuse to run over early this morning.
As long as he can be invited in, he can get in touch with Sebastian.
This is the first step to making it big!
The more he thought about it, the more excited he got, the more Honesiphore’s walking motion became a little bit unstable.
Just as he stepped through the door, he heard Andrew say, “Uncle Dumoulin, is the brooch you’re looking for in the pile of gifts?”
“Yes, yes, yes, but I can’t remember which gift I put it in by hand, so I’d better find it myself.” Honesiphore said.
Andrew replied, “No need to look for it, all those gifts have been taken back by Zachary.”
What?
Taken back?
“Don’t you know Uncle Dumoulin, Zachary also said that there was a brooch you gave her mom in that pile of gifts, I told her to take it all back, didn’t Zachary tell you?”
How could she!
Honesiphore growled mentally.
How the hell did this dead Zachary know that he would use this trick and do it before him.
Bitchy girl, just knows how to get him into trouble things.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, Honesiphore couldn’t wait to kill Zachary right now.
“Mr. Dumoulin, you don’t look so good, are you mad at Zachary?” Bonnie asked.
Honesiphore returned to his senses and immediately denied it, “How could I be, I’m just depressed that the kid didn’t tell me, but she’s so sweet and knows to take it back and find it for me, she’s really too filial.”
Obviously smiling, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes in the slightest.
Bonnie caught this, and her eyes grew cold, “Really, that’s good, I really like Zachary as a child, and I was thinking of taking her out to play in the next few days, by then she must come in good health, otherwise I should be disappointed.”
Bonnie deliberately bit the accent on the words “healthy”.
But Honesiphore didn’t realize it at all, he was just engrossed in the fact that Bonnie said she liked Zachary very much.
If she likes Zachary a lot, does that mean that Zachary can be a stepping stone for him to work with the Jones Family?
Oops, suddenly felt this dead girl’s smooth eyes again.
“Don’t worry Mrs. Grant, I will definitely bring Zachary out when the time comes.” Honesiphore assured.
Bonnie nodded, “I have things to do today, so I won’t see Mr. Dumoulin off.”
Waiting for Honesiphore to leave reluctantly, she then turned her head to Andrew, “This father of Zachary’s is not a good person ah, Zachary is at home, the days must be very hard, right?”