When Estrella Berrocal arrived at Claudio Belles’ house, he was eating instant noodles.
“Claudio, why are you eating noodles alone, where is Angelo?”.
Claudio Belles said, somewhat morosely, “He was picked up by his grandfather.”
Estrella Berrocal was stunned: “Angelo’s grandfather, Montrelle Herran’s father, you hadn’t mentioned him before”.
Claudio Belles said with a smile on his face: “Yes, Montrelle Herran not only had a father, but also, this father, a very rich one. I still find him extraordinarily bitchy, Star, pinch me hard!”.
Estrella Berrocal laughed and sat down on the sofa: “Claudio, you’re not kidding?”.
“Today, Montrelle Herran’s father, gave me a check to fill out.”
Estrella Berrocal snorted and burst out laughing: “Is it ten million dollars to leave a posh play like my son?”.
Claudio Belles gave three fingers: “I’m sorry, it’s not 10 million for the people, it’s 30 million”.
“… Pfft, that’s very expensive.”
Claudio Belles looked crossly at Estrella Berrocal and sighed, “Stop laughing, now I’m really worried, how do you think Montrelle Herran can cheat on me? She is cheating on her marriage.”
“But isn’t it good that Montrelle Herran has suddenly become rich? You see, in the future, if you have a beautiful dress you want to buy, you can buy it without hesitation. Angelo’s school fees have always seemed expensive to you, and since Montrelle Herran is so rich, you won’t have to worry about Angelo’s school fees in the future. It’s a good thing.”
When Estrella Berrocal said this, Claudio Belles also thought it was a good thing, but when he thought about how Mr. Herran and I are so different, how am I going to face him in the future? It seems that he and I are not from the same world.”
“So you … really want to divorce Montrelle Herran, huh?”
Claudio Belles shook his head seriously, “I don’t know, I’m a mess, I really didn’t think Montrelle Herran had such an amazing track record. esrella, you’ve seen more of these señoritos than I have, do you know anything about the Imperial Capital group Grupo Herran? do you know anything about him?”
As La familia Berrocal was a small family, Estrella Berrocal knew a little about these people and groups of high society, besides, since she married Adán Rouco, although she didn’t care much about his work, she sometimes took a look and saw his contracts.
Estrella Berrocal had heard of Grupo Herran, such a large conglomerate.
“I’ve heard about him. It’s a big group, and he’s said to have a lot of companies, financial, oil, all that kind of stuff. But specifically, I don’t know much about him. We can look him up on the Internet.”
When Estrella Berrocal said that, Claudio Belles came up with the idea and searched the Internet with Estrella Berrocal.
As soon as Claudio Belles saw Mr. Herran in one of the few photos on the internet, he immediately said, “The Mr. Herran I saw today, that’s the man.”
Estrella Berrocal nodded and rubbed her chin, remembering that Adán Rouco seemed to have known Montrelle Herran from very early on, and now it seemed logical to explain.
They may have had business dealings before.
It was no wonder that Adam had asked him earlier to remind Claudio to pay more attention to Montrelle Herran’s strange behavior.
“But Claudio, I just don’t understand why Montrelle Herran pretends to be poor, in the Herran family they have money, it’s not something you see …”
Claudius Belles couldn’t understand it either, “I don’t understand it either, and I have already asked him many times and he has avoided it, now that I look at it, the man is an abomination and he has lied to me for so long!”
It is true that anyone would like to be rich overnight, but Claudio Belles did not want to be rich in this way.
“And have you called Montrelle Herran yet?”
“No, I haven’t thought about it yet.”
Claudius Belles had not dared to call since he knew what had happened, and with his eyes slightly lowered, he said, a little lost: “I thought I knew Montrelle Herran very well, but now I realize that I knew nothing of his world, that I was like a fool, saying those ignorant things in front of him. ”
He admonished him to be frugal, heh, he was the successor of the Herran Group, what need was there to be frugal, the last thing people needed was money.
He was upset that I rented a Rolls-Royce for $8, 000, but now it seemed that the car was his, Gu Shao’s, wasn’t it?
The shirts she wore were not from the street, but from a high-end custom brand she didn’t know.
Do you find it fun to play with her like this?
Claudio Belles was angry, upset and a little embarrassed.
I could not pour out these emotions to Estrella Berrocal because she would not understand.
Claudio Belles knew that his world was different from Estrella’s, and even more different from that of Adán Rouco and Montrelle Herran.
Such a difference makes it incredibly stripped down.
It is not that she has an inferiority complex, but that she is helpless. An ordinary citizen who has grown up in a family with a good standard of living thought that would be her whole life, but then along comes someone who has grown up in a privileged and wealthy family, and without comparison, every cloud has a silver lining, and anyone would be deeply disappointed.
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Vasconcellos Village.
Mr. Herran has just arrived home with Angelo Herran, who enters first with a small school bag on his back and looks particularly unafraid.
Mr. Herran looks at Angelo Herran with affection, the little boy is exactly like his father when he was a child, almost like a model, only the older one, the more he looked at him now, the more he disliked him, while the little boy, with his peculiar personality, was quite pleasant to him.
“Angelo, do you like this?”
Angelo Herran furrowed his brow and said in a small, adult voice, “Not bad, but is my dad really here?”
This big villa … it also seemed so big, much more spacious than his small shabby house, it was a mansion!
Angelo Herran sighed quietly in his mind.
But he had come, not for fun, he had come to help his mother find his father.
As he spoke, Montrelle Herran came down the stairs on his long legs.
“Dad, you’re really here!”
Montrelle Herran was stunned: “Angelo, what are you doing here?”.
Angelo Herran pointed to Mr. Herran, “Dad, this old grandpa says he’s my real grandpa, your dad, and he said he could bring me here to see you! Mom has missed you lately, so I thought I’d come see you!”
As soon as Montrelle Herran heard this, she immediately knew what was going on and her eyes grew cold: “Dad, why did you pick up Angelo without consulting me?”
In doing so, Mr. Herran had undoubtedly annoyed Claudio Belles, who was probably already aware of everything.
At the thought of Claudio Belles, Montrelle Herran’s heart fluttered and the anger in her heart grew even more.
Mr. Herran rightly said, “Is it wrong for me to pick up my grandson and bring him back to The Herran Family?”
“What about Claudio Belles, have you said hello to Claudio Belles?”
Mr. Herran pursed his lips and swallowed, a little embarrassed, averting his gaze, still unconcerned, “I warned him!”
“Notified? Does that seem to mean you snatched Angelo without his permission?”
“Montrelle Herran, what nonsense are you talking? I’m picking up my grandson and taking him home, how can I call that snatching?”
Montrelle Herran snorted, “Claudio Belles is Angelo’s real mother, and for you to pick up Angelo without greeting him is tantamount to theft.”
“You…”
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Montrelle Herran led Angelo Herran upstairs, never to speak to the old man again.
“Angelo, come upstairs with daddy.”