Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 642

Everleigh's gaze became gloomy. She had received a phone call from Missha before, but she didn't know how to talk with her, so she didn't pick up.

They had met that day, but she still felt a little awkward.

The performance ended and the parents beneath the stage applauded. Adrienne led her peers to take their bows, and then walked down the stage.

The performance ended rather quickly. Theodore and Everleigh told the teacher that they were going to take their children out for lunch.

The teacher agreed. It was mainly because during this event, many parents would want to take their children out for lunch, so it was nothing out of the ordinary.

Theodore booked a restaurant near the school. They were in a large private room. Everleigh received a call from Christopher, asking where they were.

She just remembered that Erine had said that she wanted to watch the performance. She was wondering why she didn't see her.

"We are at the restaurant. Do you want to come over?" "Of course, send me the address," he replied anxiously.

Everleigh hung up the phone and sent him the address.

"Who was it?" Cecil asked.

"It's Christopher and Erine. They said they wanted to watch Adrienne and Alastair's performance yesterday. They haven't come over until now. I thought they might have had something important to do, so I didn't call them."

Cecil sneered and said, "You don't even have to ask. Christopher must have overslept."

When Christopher and Erine came over, they walked in a hurry, and their faces were red.

"Christopher, why are you so late?" Adrienne questioned.

"I'm so sorry, my dear. I stayed up late last night and overslept," Christopher said apologetically.

Everleigh smirked. Apparently, Cecil had guessed it right.

Erine was also very embarrassed. Originally, she went to find Christopher, but seeing him sleeping so soundly, she didn't wake him up. Ironically, she overslept too as she stayed up late to read books.

As a result, both of them were late.

When Abraham and Saniogo heard them, they laughed out loud. All of them already knew Christopher's character.

Anyway, it is what it is.

"Alright, have a seat." Everleigh asked the waiter to bring them extra plates and cutleries.

The private room was filled with laughter. Everleigh had to go to the bathroom as she drank too much juice.

As she was washing her hands, she saw Missha.

"Aunt Missha, you're washing your hands too?"

"I was looking for you."

"What's the matter?" Everleigh turned her head and looked at her with a puzzled expression, but she knew very well why her aunt came to see her.

Missha looked at her and asked, "Everleigh, are you still angry with me for what happened before?"

"Aunt Missha of course not. How could I be angry with you? I only needed answers."

Missha was not a fool. How could she not read Everleigh's expression?

"Is that so?"

"Of course, don't overthink, Aunt Missha. Quickly, go back and have your meal." Everleigh said with a smile. It seemed that she was no different from usual, but Everleigh knew that she was estranged from her aunt. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

When they returned to the private room, everyone was laughing and talking, and the atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious.

At this time, outside the country, Wilson was sitting in a hotel room, reading the documents on the table; his face was dismal. Now he understood why Missha let him come abroad. It turned out that all this was planned by her.

At this time, Missha's secretary came in and saw that he was sitting in front of the window. She walked over and said, "Mr. Godfrey, this is a new project. Please sign it."

Wilson didn't even look at the documents and threw them aside. He said coldly, "Both of you have put on quite a show."

"Mr. Godfrey, you are being unreasonable. That was not what you said when you first arrived here. Miss Jenkins directed a clear path for you, and you stayed willingly didn't you?" The secretary said seriously, with a trace of contempt in her eyes.

He stood up and said angrily, "Shut up. Even if I stayed here, I didn't ask you to put Miss Jenkins' name on every contract. You people are trying to use me to achieve his dreams, am I right?"

He stared at her angrily. Ever since he came here, Missha did arrange a lot of things for him, but it turned out that her name would be included in every project, otherwise, she wouldn't pay.

His plan was to let Missha pay. When he had earned money in the future, he would return it slowly.

Seeing Wilson's frustrated appearance, the secretary just ignored him. She still smiled and said, "Mr. Godfrey, you don't need to put it that way. Money is earned through hard work and it won't disappear so easily. Miss Jenkins was only being cautious."

He kicked the chair and shouted, "Shut up."

"Alright, since you are so dissatisfied, Mr. Godfrey, you can just pay for the breach of contract. I assume you should be able to figure out the sum, right?" The secretary was calm. After saying this, she turned around and walked out.

Whatever decision he made, that was his business.

Wilson saw her leave, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He took out his mobile phone and called his secretary, telling her to book a flight ticket for him to return home.

The secretary didn't dare to hesitate and booked the ticket immediately.

When he left, Missha got the news right away.

"It seems that he came back to settle things with me."

"Miss Jenkins, you have to be careful. Wilson is cruel and merciless. We don't know what he'll do," the secretary reminded her worriedly.

Missha sneered, "From the moment I did this, I was not afraid that he would come for me. How has Cynthia been recently?"

"She was provoked in the country, and now, she's working hard to recover."

"It's best for things to be this way. It's a win-win situation to expand the Jenkins family," Missha said sentimentally. Her greatest wish was for the business of the Jenkins family to be expanded.

Cynthia's desire to advance herself was also a good thing.

Wilson returned to Ocpeace City, and Theodore also received the news. Moses could not help but ask, "Mr. Godfrey, will there be any trouble this time when he comes back?"

"Did you find anything abroad?"

"I checked, but I didn't find anything. I really wanted to go there in person, but I couldn't trust anyone here to hand over the business here to them. Hence, I didn't go." Moses' voice became softer. Even if the person overseas did it well, they couldn't have done better than him.

Theodore glanced at him from the corner of his eyes; his words made some sense.

"Now that Wilson's back, it's useless to talk about it anymore. Pay close attention to him and see who he gets in touch with."

"Yes," Moses replied, turned around, and went to further investigate the matter.

Theodore gazed at Wilson in the photo. He couldn't describe the complex emotions in his heart. He had no idea when their father and son relationship started to turn out like this.

He looked out of the window at the scenery outside. The setting sun shone in, and his figure looked taller and more slender under the sunlight.