Queen Revenge

At the intersection a few hundred meters away from the silo, Martin Mo could be seen sitting inside a luxury car from the surveillance screen.

Isn’t he not going back to the Mo family, why is he sitting in a luxury car?

And it’s not him who’s driving the car, it’s the Mo family’s driver.

I’ve seen him at the Mo family before.

Did he go back to the Mo family?

Why is it so sudden?

Wang Yuan said, “Do you want to adjust another surveillance.”

“No need.”

Since I couldn’t contact him, I waited for Martin Mo to contact me.

Wang Yuan asked me, “Where are you going? I’ll give you a ride.”

“Thanks then.”

I told Wang Yuan about the neighborhood where Sweetheart lived.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Wang Yuan drove me, halfway, her phone rang, she looked at the caller ID, then looked at me and apologized, “Sorry, I can’t give you a ride.”

“That’s okay, I’ll just take a cab, you go ahead and do your thing.”

Wang Yuan parked the car on the side of the road, I opened the door and got out, didn’t walk out two steps, I heard Wang Yuan’s voice answering the phone, “Boss …”

I don’t know what was said afterward, I only heard those two words.

The phone call just now was made by Yao Mubai.

Wang Yuan drove the car away, I watched Wang Yuan’s car disappeared into the traffic before I took a taxi.

I just arrived at the downstairs of the neighborhood where sweetheart lives, I happened to meet Emily who came back from grocery shopping, she saw me and greeted me with a smile, “Ms. Alva, President Richter has just arrived too, it’s just right, I bought a lot of food, let’s stay and eat together at noon.”

Since knowing Emily’s heart towards Walker Richter, I came here to see sweetheart again, I have a feeling that I am a guest, and Emily’s words, isn’t it the tone of a host greeting a guest.

I smiled faintly and went upstairs into the elevator.

In the elevator, I ran into a neighbor on the same floor, an older woman, who saw Emily and chatted familiarly, “Your child looks so beautiful, just like the child star on TV.”

The neighbor complimented the sweetheart.

She also said: “What does your husband do, I look at the person is good, is to do great things, you are so lucky oh, looks beautiful, and such a lovely daughter and capable handsome husband.”

Emily looked at me and explained to the neighbor with a smile, “He is my boss, not husband.”

When the neighbor heard that, she smiled awkwardly, “Sorry, I thought you guys were a family.”

I said nothing from the sidelines, as if I were an outsider.

The elevator opened and the neighbor went in first.

Emily also took out her key and opened the door.

As soon as she opened the door, SWEETHEART jumped into my arms as soon as she saw me, “Mommy.”

I picked up sweetheart out of habit and kissed her cheek, Walker Richter was sitting on the couch working on paperwork.

“You’re here too.” I greeted with a smile.

It was a tone of voice between friends.

Walker Richter’s eyes were glued to his computer as if he hadn’t heard me, his bony hands tapping on the keyboard.

I wasn’t embarrassed, and since the last time, I’d only thought of him as sweetheart’s father and nothing more.

I sat down with sweetheart for a moment before Walker Richter looked up at me as if he’d just seen me coming, “Coming.”

“Uh-huh.”

I responded softly, “I’m going to take sweetheart to her room for a while.”

He didn’t say anything, so I didn’t say anything else and directly took sweetheart into the room.

As soon as I entered the room, sweetheart showed me her new drawing, a family portrait, the drawing was very abstract, she pointed at the drawing and told me, “This is mommy, this is daddy, and this is sweetheart.”

“That’s great, sweetheart did a great job.”

Children long for encouragement and affirmation from adults.

Sweetheart shyly hid in my arms, and then went to bring out the toys, telling me which ones were bought by Walker Richter and which ones were bought by Emily and Fin Wilson.

I asked sweetheart, “Do you like Auntie Em?”

“Yes.” sweetheart’s voice was childish.

Emily is nice to sweetheart, sweetheart naturally likes it, and a child that young can’t tell that there are different kinds of likes.

I realized my own jealousy just now, suddenly felt when I was so petty, Emily sincerely treat sweetheart, I should be happy.

sweetheart is my daughter, but at the same time she is also an independent individual, I am also first myself, before a mother, if necessary, I can give my life for the child, but it does not mean that the child is my only, I have to live for the child.

It is irresponsible and morally abducting a child.

I sat on the floor and played with sweetheart. sweetheart suddenly complained about Walker Richter, saying that Walker Richter had been ignoring her a lot lately, and that many times when she spoke, Walker Richter didn’t answer. sweetheart asked me, “Mommy, does Daddy not like sweetheart anymore.”

Children are very sensitive.

Walker Richter loves children, how could he ignore sweetheart.

I remembered the many times I talked to Walker Richter and he didn’t hear me.

Didn’t hear …

I suddenly thought of something and was mentally surprised by my own thoughts.

I told SWEETHEART to play by herself while I went out.

I opened the door to my room and Walker Richter was talking to Emily, the two didn’t look half bad.

Could it be that I’m thinking wrong?

Walker Richter turned his back to me and looked at Emily, they were talking about the company’s acquisition case.

Emily is a gold medal secretary, was Walker Richter big use, let her here to take care of sweetheart, but her ability has not regressed, now Qi Ben left the company, Walker Richter less concern, should soon pick up sweetheart back to the Richter family.

Emily looked up and saw me, got up and said, “Ms. Alva, the food is all ready, dinner will be served soon.”

“Uh-huh.”

I nodded.

Walker Richter looked back at me and said in a hushed voice, “Bring sweetheart out to dinner.”

It really seemed like I’d thought wrong.

How could I have thought Walker Richter couldn’t hear.

I went inside and brought sweetheart out for dinner, and sweetheart was understanding enough to give Walker Richter and me our food.

Luckily there was sweetheart on the table, so it wasn’t so cold. However, there were still a few times when I was talking to Walker Richter, he didn’t seem to hear me, and Emily was repeating herself, so he reacted.

Just after we finished eating, my cell phone rang, it was Martin Mo.

When I saw the caller ID, I was a little excited, so I didn’t care about Walker Richter, and directly slid the screen to connect: “Martin Mo, where are you?”

As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized that Walker Richter did not know that Martin Mo was still alive.

I immediately went to see Walker Richter’s reaction, he again as if he didn’t hear, just happened to peel shrimp for sweetheart, but it was Emily on the sidelines with a complicated look.

I got up in a hurry and went to the living room to answer the phone when Martin Mo’s voice came through the receiver, “Alva, what did you want to see me about?”

I wondered how he knew I’d reached out to him, but this wasn’t the time to ask about it, so I said, “There’s something I need to see you about.”

I need to ask him face to face about the baby.

Whether the resuscitation really didn’t work, or Martin Mo was playing a part in it.