Queen Revenge

As soon as I heard the word “Mr. Richter”, I almost reflexively looked outside, and through the window, I stood up from the couch in shock at the sight of the familiar tall figure.

Who is that if not Walker Richter.

A doubt popped into his head.

What’s Walker Richter doing here?

Did he come here to see me to meet that Polish client?

Dean Zheng heard the voice also looked towards the outside, his face suddenly flooded with smiles: “Alva, that’s Mr. Richter, now this orphanage is his sponsorship, Mr. Richter generous and caring, love the children, invested quite a lot of money it, those sick children’s medical expenses Mr. Richter also committed to all inclusive, specially from the Foreign experts were invited to consult.”

Walker Richter was talking to the vice president in the courtyard when a group of kids heard that Walker Richter was here and ran to gather around him.

Walker Richter, who is usually unsmiling and looks like he owes everyone 80 million dollars, actually squatted down and greeted the children casually, and even took a dirty little girl who was playing with mud in his arms and wiped the stains on her face personally.

This usual him was a different person.

I skimmed my lips with prejudice and muttered, “Rich people nowadays like to do charity for nothing more than fame and fortune, I don’t believe he’s that kind.”

“Mr. Richter is not one of those people, his donation to help the orphanage is just his personal behavior and has not been announced to the public.” Dean Zheng said, “I’ve seen quite a few that do charity, as you said, most of them are to use these children to gain fame, like Mr. Richter who doesn’t do it for fame and fortune, and almost comes to see the children after a month or two is rare, Alva, I’ll take you out to meet with Mr. Richter.”

See Walker Richter?

I can’t even hide.

Having Walker Richter know I’m here, in case I reveal my identity again, would be the end of it.

I shook my head and lied, “Dean, I’ll pass, you go about your business, I’m a little tired, I’ll borrow your lounge inside for a while.”

If I go out now, I’m sure I’ll run into Walker Richter, so I’ll just have to go inside and hide.

Inside the office was a very small lounge, usually Dean Zheng would rest in it when he was tired.

Well, Dean Zheng did not force it, said, “Look at your face is not good, then you go in to rest, I will go to entertain Mr. Richter, when the busyness is over, have a meal together in the evening, call Ulysses Will together, I will ask him properly what is going on with the two of you, you are all grown up under my watch, less to take the word friend to fool me. ”

Dean Jung is not easy to fool.

I barely managed to squeeze out a smile, and when Dean Zheng went out, I immediately went into the rest room inside.

I drew the curtains in the lounge closed, leaving only a gap to see into the courtyard.

I kept praying that Walker Richter would hurry up and leave, but instead he talked to Dean Jung in the courtyard.

It’s freezing cold. Why don’t you come inside?

Time passed by, Walker Richter seemed to notice my gaze and suddenly turned his head to look over, frightening me so much that I hurriedly hid behind the curtain, not daring to utter a breath.

Once a person has done something wrong, he is really weak at the slightest breeze.

After a few more moments, I heard Dean Jung talking as if he was going to show Walker Richter one of the orphans who had only just been operated on.

I waited to make sure the people were gone, didn’t even dare to go to the front door, left a note for Dean Zheng, and left directly through the window.

I was driving down the road, my nerves slowly easing, when just then Jane Hasis called.

Seeing the caller ID, I wrinkled my brow and waited for the phone to ring for a moment before stopping on the side of the road to answer it.

“Mom, what is it.”

Knowing that Jane Hasis doesn’t give a damn if I live or die as her daughter, I couldn’t have a good attitude towards her and my tone was a little bad.

Jane Hasis won’t care as long as I’m “Bella Hill.”

She was especially happy on the phone when she said, “Bella, Mom heard that Walker Richter brought you to the party, he’s recognizing you from the bottom of his heart, my daughter is awesome.”

So that’s what this is about.

I pursed my lips, “It’s no big deal.”

“Still my daughter is awesome.” Jane Hasis words can not hide the excitement, after all, once Bella Hill ate Walker Richter too much closed door, she has Ms. Richter title, seemingly enviable, Walker Richter but never take her in and out of public places, which is very strong vanity Bella Hill naturally can not stand.

Every point Walker Richter is kind to Bella Hill is one more point of benefit to THE Hill family.

Jane Hasis has bragging rights, too.

This is what is known as a one-man show.

I rubbed the corner of my forehead, “Mom, if you don’t have anything else I’ll hang up now.”

“Bella, something’s wrong with mom.” Jane Hasis was afraid that I hung up the phone, eagerly said: “Your father he seems to have doubts about Alva Hill’s matter, you say that this has been more than a year, your father how suddenly suspected that this matter, if I did not run into Forensic Lee, I still do not know that your father and he inquired about the appraisal results of the year, but you can rest assured, Forensic Lee’s side of the mom are hidden over, there will be no trouble, mom is a little worried, your sister should not really still alive. Forensic Lee side mom are concealed past, will not be what mess, mom is a little worried, your sister should not … really still alive.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

I heard a hint of fear in Jane Hasis’ tone.

Jane Hasis added, “Bella, come back and stay with mom when you have time, mom has been having nightmares lately about your sister standing in front of me in blood, questioning me.”

I have an indescribable feeling in my heart that my own mother is so afraid of her “coming back from the dead”.

“You’re overthinking it.” My tone cooled a few notches, “Alva Hill she’s dead.”

Died the moment you abandoned her.

Turns out I was resentful in my heart after all.

After hanging up the phone, I sat alone in my car, watching the streets colored with Christmas cheer everywhere, but I felt lonelier than I had ever felt before.

“Knock knock …”

Someone knocked on the car window.

I looked back up, caught a glimpse of my face reflected in the car window, and was too busy panicking to roll it down.

The traffic cop had a serious look on his face, “You can’t park here, please show your driver’s license.”

I handed the traffic cop the driver’s license belonging to Bella Hill in my car and smiled apologetically, “I’m sorry, I stopped for a while when I suddenly got a little sick, so don’t write me a ticket if I drive away right now.”

The traffic police did not give a face, and directly issued a ticket: “Remember to deliver the fine on time, and don’t park illegally in the future.”

It’s really been a bad day for everything.

After receiving the ticket, I started the car, only to be momentarily distracted at the intersection because Walker Richter suddenly called, and a sedan on the side came crashing into me, and even though I hit the steering wheel first to avoid it, I still didn’t make it in time.

I only heard a loud bang, the car suffered a violent impact, along with me also due to inertia hit the steering wheel, and finally only feel severe pain, consciousness slowly began to lax, completely plunged into the darkness before the fall in the corner of the car’s phone is still ringing.