“Don't come in anyway.” When she was speaking, something fell to the ground and made a loud sound. Matthew was worried about her and hurriedly pushed open the door. He then saw a pink toy dressing box and the things in the box scattered on the ground.
Flustered, Tiana stood aside with her head lowered, while Amanda, who was surrounded by the mess, wriggled her fingers and explained in a low voice, “Er… dad, we were playing a dressing game.”
Matthew touched his forehead speechlessly when seeing the green-and-red graffiti on her face.
“Dad…” Amanda didn't think she was wrong. It was just that she was afraid her dad would get angry.
Matthew took a deep breath, trying to calm down himself, and said, “Clean it and we will have dinner.”
After finishing the words, he turned around and found Coral was setting the table. He recalled that Theresa was also living in the house and Coral had to take care of the two children. Moreover, Dolores was pregnant. Apparently, Coral was so busy with all these things alone. He took out his phone and dialled Abbott.
Abbott answered the call soon.
He walked to the windows. Clenching his phone, he said, “Find a reliable maid to the villa tomorrow. The salary is not a problem. But remember to investigate her background in detail.”
“Okay. I see. It's just that one day is too short for me.” Abbott was worried that he couldn't find a suitable candidate in such a short period.
“Two days.” Matthew ended the call after finishing the words.
Abbott had been accustomed to it and prepared to go to find a maid after finishing the current tasks.
“Daddy, where’s mummy?” Andrew walked over, but he found Dolores neither in the kitchen nor in the living room.
Matthew put his phone into his pocket and said, “She’s upstairs.”
“I will call her to come downstairs and have dinner.” When speaking, he prepared to run upstairs. But Matthew reached out to grab his collar, “Don’t call her.”
Andrew turned around and looked at him in confusion, “Did you quarrel with mummy?”
Otherwise, why didn't he allow him to call her to have dinner?
“You two have made peace for only several days.” Why did they have to let him worry about them? Wait, didn't they show their affection in the mall today?
Matthew frowned and said, “Can't you think of some good things about your parents?”
Andrew pouted and then asked, “Is it because of the thing on the Internet?”
“Which thing?” Matthew immediately associated it with the question Dolores asked him today. He took out his phone, preparing to check it. Andrew handed the tablet computer to him, “See.”
Matthew scrolled the screen and saw various comments.
[Who’s this woman?]
Someone replied: [Contemporary, many female stars like to marry the rich. Maybe she’s an unpopular star.]
The commenter replied, “I think so. Haha, I can't find any information about this woman on the internet.”
[But I think they’re a good match.]
…
There were many comments. Matthew understood what was only going by some rough glances.
But how did these people know about him?
Although he had been to many activities, he didn't open a personal account on Weibo. How could he be so popular?
The likes and comments he got were comparable to those of first-class celebrities.
What was going on?
“Have you finished?” Andrew’s hand felt sore after holding the tablet computer high for a long while. He tossed the tablet computer aside and stroked his wrist, “Hold it by yourself.”
Matthew ignored it. He rubbed Andrew’s head and said, “Wash your hands and we will have dinner.”
“Daddy.” Amanda, who had cleaned her face, walked over with Tiana.
Tiana felt embarrassed and explained, “Amy insisted on let me draw it.”
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