"Then you guys talk. I'll go out first."
When Teresa left, the two people were talking happily. Teresa even felt that they didn't notice her
leaving. Well, it was quite embarrassing. When she left the room with the plate, she happened to meet
Albert who came back from outside.
"Dad. Where is Uncle Gavin?"
Albert took a look at the plate in the hand of Teresa. His face had been gloomy, but now it looked
better.
"Bring food to that woman?"
"Yes, dad."
"From now on, you'd better let the servants do this. You're the Mrs. Teresa of the Shen Family. You are
not married into the Shen Family to be a servant."
"Dad."
With a darkened face, Albert walked towards the guest room. Teresa shook her head. 'What's wrong?'
Since yesterday, she felt that her dad's attitude had changed very fast. She always felt as if someone
had offended him.
"Teresa, don't be so serious with your dad. He has something on his mind. Be considerate."
Gavin walked in slowly from the outside. Although he tried his best to adjust his breath, she could still
see his undulating chest and gasping heavily. She looked back at the direction her dad left. It must be
that he strode away regardless of his own health and let Uncle Gavin run after him. It was true that
even if his dad ignored his own health, he at least needed to take care of Uncle Gavin.
"Uncle Gavin, sit on the sofa first. I'll get you a glass of water."
"Okay."
Looking at Teresa's back, Gavin sighed. It was not that the elder generation was unwilling to tell her the
whole story. It was really unnecessary. There was no need to get the younger generation involved in
what had happened in the past, especially Teresa. Albert protected her very well and didn't want her to
have any trouble.
"Uncle Gavin, drink some water."
"Well, Teresa, you are so considerate."
Teresa sat beside Gavin, and the two of them chatted casually. For several times, Teresa wanted to get
to the point, but she was cleverly avoided by Gavin in the end. Teresa pouted. At last, Gavin found an
excuse to leave. At last Teresa could see nothing but the busy servants in the villa.
"Hello?"
When Teresa was sitting on the sofa in a daze, her cell phone rang. It was a call from a child
psychologist in the city yesterday. The doctor had asked her to meet at ten o'clock this morning, but it
was already past this time. She still wanted to call the doctor to apologize, but she did not expect that
the child psychologist would take the initiative to call her.
"Is that Ms. Teresa?"
"Yes. I'm sorry, doctor..."
"Oh, I'm already at the door of your house. The guard said he needed to inform you, so I called you
first."
"Okay, I'll call the doorman."
It was really strange that she was late, but the child expert come to her home. Why did the expert know
her address exactly? She remembered that she didn't tell her the address of their home at that time?
Ring, ring, ring. Her phone vibrated slightly. It was a text message from Enrique.
"Does the child psychologist arrive?"
"Okay. Thank you."
Teresa was very polite, even though he was Enrique, Teresa still said thank you to him. Enrique, who
had been in TH Group, frowned. How could she be so polite to him? Huh.
Knock! Knock! There was a knock on the office door. Tony, who was busy with something, stood up
and looked up.
"Come in."
The door was pushed open. It was Yilia. She stood in front of the desk of Enrique and wanted to say
something, but stopped on a second thought. Enrique raised his head and looked at her.
"Director Yan, what can I do for you?"
"Well, Mr. Enrique, I heard that our company is going to attend the yacht party held by Christopher."
Enrique nodded. It seemed that Christopher was so attractive to a designer?
"Mr. Enrique, can I apply for the admission to go to that party? After all, I am the jewelry director of the
company."
In the past few years, Enrique paid less and less attention to her. He would rather hire a new employee
than let her, the director, hand over the design draft. Some people even said in private that her real
power as the director had been sidelined. Whether Teresa was in the company or not, she had long lost
her position in Mr. Enrique's heart.
"Director Yan, do you want to attend?"
"Yes, I..."
"But I can only bring one female companion."
"Then, can I be Mr. Enrique's female companion? I really want to help the company. If I can see
Christopher, I will try my best."
"But my female companion is my wife now."
Yilia clenched her fists tightly and nodded slightly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Enrique. I'm leaving now."
Yilia turned around and walked out of the office. Enrique looked at Tony. Tony, who had been paying
attention to the direction of Enrique, immediately pretended to be busy when he saw his boss looking at
him.
"Tony, send this invitation to Director Yan before you get off work today."
Enrique took out a lavender invitation from the drawer. Tony stood up. Although he was a little
confused, his boss had made up his mind, so he'd better not ask too much. He always felt guilty during
these time, because he was not be with him here last time when Enrique was sick. He always felt that
he was not doing a good job as assistant to the CEO. Every time his boss smiled at him, he felt like he
was going to be replaced and fired.
Oh, no, he didn't want to resign yet. He had to earn a lot of money to marry a wife. Even Mr. Enrique
had a wife. He would have to work harder.
Looking at Tony who had become very obedient since he came back from his business trip, Enrique
smiled but didn't say anything. He knew why Tony would become like this, but he didn't break the
atmosphere. He really enjoyed Tony being busy with his work instead of asking many questions in his
ears like before.
When Enrique came back home from work, he saw that the people at the table were silent. Most
importantly, he didn't see his father.
"Where is dad?"
Albert glanced at Enrique and snorted. Yes, he was not his father. His father was only Harris. Teresa
lowered her head, so did Brain and Bruce. Forget it. They'd better learn from their mother. Otherwise,
they will die a horrible death. ...
"Your dad has been possessed."
Albert still answered impatiently. Enrique froze for a while and thought, 'What happened? How come so
many things have happened recently?'
"Where is dad?"
Enrique looked at Teresa. How could she not answer his question, when he directly asked her in this
way?
"Yesterday, they ran into a girl. Right now, dad is in the guest room."
"Girl? I'll go and have a look."
Enrique stood up and walked towards the guest room. 'Who was it? How could his father be
so?'
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