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Acquaintances?
Bonnie and Sebastian almost spoke in unison, "Who are you calling an acquaintance?"
The old grandmother heard, wrinkled face bloomed into a kind and benevolent smile, "You two ah."
After a pause, he added, "Aren't you guys former students of the first middle school? I seem to have an impression
of you guys."
Without thinking, Bonnie denied, "Grandma, you're mistaken, I used to live abroad."
The grandmother scratched her head, "Really? But you sound like a Willisto native."
Bonnie: "!!!"
She could clearly feel the suspicious gaze of the man next to her.
"I'm a good learner, plus I lived in a Chinese street when I was abroad and came in contact with a lot of Willisto
people." Bonnie finally hurried to explain.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe grandmother then believed it.
Although she admitted that she was wrong, she still didn't receive the money.
"You look good together, consider this a gift to wish you a long life together."
After saying this, the grandmother pushed the cart and walked away trembling.
Only Bonnie and Sebastian were left standing in the same place, the atmosphere was more or less awkward.
"That ...... Mr. Grant," Bonnie tried to open her mouth to explain.
But Sebastian didn't give her a chance to explain, and simply turned away.
It looks like it is really not interested in her affairs in the slightest.
Also.
Why should Sebastian be interested in what she's up to? It's not like they have anything to do with each other.
Bonnie laughed at her own self-servingness in her mind before following her to the car.
When they got to the car, Sebastian took them back to the Sunshine Villa.
He had a bunch of things to take care of at work, so he dropped Bonnie and the kids off and just turned around and
drove away.
Bonnie didn't mind, leading the four little ones in the living room for a snack and watching TV, the atmosphere was
very cordial.
It just wasn't pleasant for long before an uninvited guest visited.
Spare Donna repeatedly blocked, the man still rushed straight in.
"Mrs. Randle, Mr. Grant is not in, so you'd better come back another time." Donna stretched out her arms and
stopped at the entrance door in a last-ditch pay-even resistance.
Yes, the person who came was Mrs. Randle, Charles.
Charles' green bean eyes darted around, glanced at Bonnie in the living room, and immediately exclaimed, "I'm not
here for Sebastian, I'm looking for my nephew-in-law Anna!"
Donna was full of breathlessness, "Mrs. Randle, Mrs. Grant is called Annie."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCome on, if you're going to use Mrs. Grant as an excuse, can you at least get the name right?
"I forgot in my excitement," Charles tapped his head, "Yes, I'm looking for Annie, my most beautiful niece-in-law
Annie."
"But Mrs. Grant she ......," Donna said, still trying to block.
Charles had already glared, "What, I can't even come to see my nephew-in-law as a cousin's uncle, aren't you just a
servant? How dare you meddle in the master's affairs?"
The more he talked, the more he got a hold of himself, and Charles even had to take on Donna.
"Donna," Bonnie hurried up to round up, "there must be a reason why cousin uncle came to see me, go cut some
fruit out."
Donna shook her head helplessly and turned to the kitchen.
Charles, on the other hand, was happy and strutted into the living room of the Sunshine Villa.
He was completely invisible and sat down directly on the sofa, his gaze was even more unrestrained as he glanced
at Bonnie, his voice kindly saying, "Annie, right, you married into our family, some time ago, right?"
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