Dauntless God Of War novel Chapter 216

As the company recruited quite a few new employees, Harold was tasked with bringing them around to get familiarized with everything.
As the company recruited quite a few new employees, Harold was tasked with bringing them around to get familiarized with everything.

“Come into my office for a moment, Harold!”

When Harold was getting ready to get off work, he was summoned by his beautiful yet apathetic supervisor to her office.

“Are you free tonight?” Wrenna queried, looking up at him with a hopeful look in her eyes no sooner had he stepped into her office.

“Tell me what it is first, and I'll decide whether I'm free.”

Harold's answer had Wrenna frowning with displeasure written all over her face.

“Char has been discharged from the hospital, but she has been asking for you these few days. She's even been refusing food. So, I'd like to invite you over to my house for dinner tonight and have you talk to her!”

Ultimately, she still relented for the sake of her daughter.

“Sure! It so happens that I've been planning to visit her!”

The two of them had little interaction as they both felt that their values were different, resulting in few topics in common.

If it weren't because of Charlotte, they wouldn't even be talking about anything unrelated to work.

After work, Wrenna specially waited for Harold in the parking lot.

“Let's go! We'll first go to the supermarket to buy some food Char likes.”

Having said that, she got into her luxurious Bentley. Harold wanted to go and retrieve his Mercedes-Benz, but she called out to him.

“Where are you going? Hurry up and get in the car! Leave your scooter here. I'll drive you back at night after Char has gone to bed.”

Her words stunned Harold for a moment. Glancing at his Mercedes-Benz, he noticed a scooter parked beside it.

Well, it looks like she misunderstood.

Nonetheless, he didn't bother explaining but slipped into her car since driving in the crowded city was a torment, especially during the evening rush hour.

It was already seven o'clock by the time they arrived at Wrenna's house.

“Daddy!”

No sooner had Harold and Wrenna alighted from the car than Charlotte, who stood by the window upstairs, spotted them and squealed loudly.

Her voice was resonant and carried great excitement.

When Wrenna heard that, her nose stung.

Meanwhile, a smile bloomed on Harold's face.

In no time, the two of them arrived in front of the house door. But the instant Wrenna laid eyes on the person who opened the door for them, her expression abruptly went chilly.

It wasn't the housekeeper, Francesca Fawkes, who opened the door for them. Instead, it was a young man who bore some resemblance to Wrenna and had a deep scar on his forehead.

Having said that, she got into her luxurious Bentley. Harold wanted to go and retrieve his Mercedes-Benz, but she called out to him.

The first thought that popped into Harold's mind was whether the man was Charlotte's father.

But soon, he nixed that idea since she had called him “Daddy” from the window earlier.

“Why are you here? You're not welcome here! Mdm. Fawkes, in the future, no one is allowed into the house unless it's someone I brought home.”

Wrenna coldly kicked the scarred young man out before turning and giving her instruction to Francesca, standing at the side.

Harold wasn't at all surprised at her tone as she was cold to everyone, acting as though all the men in the world owed her.

“You haven't been home for many years, Wrenny. As your brother, can't I come and visit you?”

Despite Wrenna's words, the young man didn't fly into a rage. Instead, he wore a smile throughout it all.

“I don't need you to come and visit me. Go home!” Wrenna's voice remained as icy as ever.

Just then, Charlotte sprinted out the door. At the sight of Harold, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Darting over to him, she threw herself into his arms and wailed, “You're finally home, Daddy! I thought you didn't want me anymore!”