At one o'clock in the afternoon, the French designer arrived. He was measuring everyone's size in the
room. Because Shirley was also there, the designer also measured Shirley's size and prepared a set
for her as well. The last step was for everyone to choose their own style and pattern. Enrique arrived
late at half past three in the afternoon. Teresa hid far away from him as soon as she saw him. How
dare she stay with him? But Shirley had been beside Enrique all the time.
Looking at Shirley with a sneer, Enrique thought, 'She is indeed coming here. But unfortunately, she
has ulterior motives. Teresa haven't you found that your so-called friend is coveting on the man who is
going to marry you?'
"Teresa."
Fiona pulled Teresa aside.
"What's wrong, Fiona?"
"Don't you think that the woman named Shirley Lin has a different look in her eyes on Enrique?"
"I can see that too."
Before Teresa answer Fiona's question, Ares came from nowhere and said. Fiona stiffened and
involuntarily stepped back. Seeing this, Ares smiled gently.
"Fiona I won't eat you. Why are you so afraid of me?"
"No, I didn't."
Fiona's face turned pale and she looked away awkwardly. Teresa also raised her head and saw Shirley
standing not far away from Enrique. But Shirley's sight was completely occupied by Enrique. She didn't
even notice that they were looking at her not far away.
"Little cutie, I think you should pay attention to Shirley. Obviously, the way she looked at Enrique is not
normal. Didn't she say that she is your friend and she came to see you? Why don't she stay with you?"
Teresa smiled faintly.
"She has been acting like this since she came to the company. She often covered her mouth and told
me that Enrique is so handsome. Don't mind."
Ares and Fiona cast a weird glance at Teresa. Didn't she notice that? Or she just say it on purpose?
Teresa turned around and left. She didn't even want to take one more look at Enrique. She even
thought that if Enrique had a crush on Shirley, could he let her go? Let go of her two children and the
Gu Family?
With a bitter smile at the corners of her mouth, the innocent Shirley in the past flashed through Teresa's
mind. Shirley always protected her with her weakest strength, and even was insulted and bullied by
Yilia because of her. But Shirley had always been on her side. Relying on her own strength, she had
settled down in the TH Group. She would rather believe that Shirley was just simply admiring Enrique,
than believe that the innocent Shirley would take advantage of her to get close to Enrique.
...
On the other side, Ares stood beside Fiona and put one of her arms on her shoulder.
"Fiona, you are little cutie's best friend. I don't think you will sit by and do nothing. Besides, I hate
Shirley very much. Why don't we form an alliance to expose her plot?"
Fiona's body stiffened and she quickly escaped from Ares, not even hearing what he said clearly. With
a smile, Ares looked at the place where she had left. If they had a deeper understanding of each other
earlier, that girl might not have suffered this. Ares turned around and saw the fake smile of Enrique. He
rolled his eyes, turned around and left. He'd better go to find little cutie. Enrique was nothing but a
smiling fox. He wanted to keep away from him as far as possible.
...
It was about half past four in the afternoon when the French designer finally recorded the clothes size
of every one and the other information well. Ares had already said that he was extremely hungry.
Shirley was also left to have dinner. There were many people at the dining table today. Harris raised his
glass.
He said, "Don't say anything. Let's have dinner first."
Ares thought that Harris might say thank you to Shirley and him for their today's help. He had already
been ready a speech in mind. What? They just started to eat directly? 'How could Mr. Harris just lift the
glass like this and then say nothing about the two of them?'
Ares could not help but say, "Mr. Harris, why don't you say a few opening words?"
Harris cast a glance at Ares. To be honest, he felt that the boy was easy to get along with, very friendly,
which was different from his own son's. Although Enrique was smiling all the time and he gave others a
gentle feeling, he was not easy to get close to. But Ares was different. Otherwise, with the character of
Albert, how could he treat Ares as close as a member of his family quickly and asked him to help him?
...
"Didn't you say you were hungry? If I make a long speech, can you still have dinner? You guys are
friends of Enrique and Teresa. We don't have so many rules in our house. Just enjoy yourself."
Harris raised his glass and took a sip. He was old and his stomach was not as good as before, so he'd
better not drink too much. However, Albert, who was standing next to him, also raised his own glass to
Harris and drank it up in one gulp. Harris lost his temper in an instant. What did Albert mean? He was
up against him again, wasn't he? Did he want to provoke him? In a fit of pique, Harris took the glass
beside him and drank it up.
...
"Dad, father, you two, don't drink too much."
Teresa said. If she didn't say anything, these two guys might drink much tonight.
"Well, Teresa, I'd like to propose a toast to you. Without you, I wouldn't have become today me."
With a red face, Shirley stood up and raise her glass. Teresa smiled faintly, stood up, and clinked
glasses with her.
"It's your own efforts. It has nothing to do with me. Just work hard."
Shirley nodded with a red face and drank it up. The servant beside her poured another glass of wine for
her and she turned her body slightly.
"I'd like to propose a toast to you, Mr. Enrique. Thank you for your care and help in the company. I
would drink it up first."
Shirley raised her head again and drank it up. However, Enrique just raised his hand slightly and took a
sip. The eyes of Ares and Fiona had fixed on Enrique and Shirley. However, when they saw that
Enrique still had no expression on his face, Ares smiled.
"Okay, okay. Let's eat."
Enrique kept picking up food for Teresa by his chopsticks. When Enrique saw the food he picked up for
Teresa was eaten up by Teresa little by little, Enrique felt happy in his heart. With a smile at the corners
of his mouth, the whole aura of Enrique became much gentler than ever before. Shirley, who was
sitting opposite to them, suddenly felt the food in her mouth was not as delicious as before when she
saw that Teresa was treated so gently. It was hard for her to swallow the food. What's wrong with her?
What happened? She remember she had told herself that she just needed to come here to have a look.
Why it had become like this. How could it be so uncomfortable?
Shirley drank too much. Harris asked the servant to spare a guest room for her. He couldn't let a drunk
girl go home so late.
Ares was shameless enough to stay here.
"Ah, ah, I'm drunk. I can't walk. Eh, where is this place?"
Fiona rolled her eyes.
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