"What if I say no?" asked Wendy with her arms crossed.
"You and Henson won't make it."
Balling her fist, Wendy said, "That is my problem, Mr. Nicholson just don't bother to worry for us."
Wendy said this and then picked up her bag to leave.
Bain walked to her, "Wendy."
As Wendy smiled to Bain, May strode to her with indignation. She pulled Bain aside and threatened, "Wendy sl*t! You should listen carefully to me now, If you dare…"
"Mom," Bain interrupted May. "Please just stop."
"Bain Nicholson. Oh, you think yo have grown up so that you can help this sl*t' to scold me? Are you really my son? Why are you always trying to piss me off? Huh?"
Wendy smile bitterly to Bain, "I'd better go back first."
Then she sidestepped him. Bain was about to blocked Wendy, but his mother suddenly grabbed his wrist." You are not allowed to meet this woman again."
Bain shook off May's hand and said, "You have meddled into too many things."
"Bain," May pulled him to stop. Then she said with a sincere face, "I know, you have long known the truth. And I will always support you, but about Wendy, you should remember that she doesn’t suit you."
Bain didn't say anything. He just took out his hand and left.
When he went out, Wendy had long gone.
He rubbed his hair with frustration. Da*n it! F*ck!
Wendy was a slight dazed in the cab.
The driver asking her for the destination many times, Wendy finally came to her senses, "Please just keep driving first."
After calming down, Wendy called Henson.
She had to know if Henson was really targeting the the Nicholson Group.
But Henson did not pick up.
Wendy then turned to the driver and said, "Let's go to the university road."
Then she called Judy. It went through quickly, "Are you busy now, Judy?"
"No, I’m watching TV."
"I'll go to see you now. Let's eat together tonight."
"Wow, how could you know I haven't eaten yet? Where do you want to eat?"
"It must have wine and meat."
"Hey, do you really want to drink with me? For real?"
"Sure, I will get pick you up soon."
Judy became excited, "Alright, then wait for me."
In the end, they chose to eat the hot pot.
Wendy asked for a private room for them. After ordering the food, Wendy added a dozen bottles of beer. She also asked the waiter to open them immediately.
Judy knew there must be something wrong with Wendy when she saw her.
But Wendy refused to say anything.
She just excused that she wanted to enjoy the final free time before graduation.
After an hour and a half, Henson returned to his office.
He then saw the flashing light of his cell phone on the table.
Unlocking the phone, he found that Wendy should have called him many times.
Henson smiled and dialed back.
No one answered.
So she was angry?
He was patient to call her again. Someone picked it up. But it was a strange voice from a woman.
"Hello, sorry to tell you that Wendy has get drunk, so please call her again tomorrow morning."
But fifteen minutes later, Henson arrived at the restaurant.
Wendy was standing shakily on a chair.
She was surrounded by four waiters and a stylish woman.
At first, Judy was in a daze. But after Henson walked out with Wendy, she suddenly realized that how could she just allow Henson to carried Wendy away?
She then chased after him.
Henson walking very fast, he had reached the door. And Wendy had been shoved into the carriage.
Judy just stepped forward and shouted, "Wait a minute, sir! We don't know each other. How could you just bring my friend away?"
"According to this rule, I don't know you either. Then I can't leave her to you either."
"We're roommates."
Henson then said confidently, "But Wendy and I have a closer relationship."
Hearing this, Judy was really startled for a moment. But then she found a pen in his coat pocket.
Judy's mouth was almost arched for seeing this.
Wendy had once told her that her identity was not that graceful.
So Judy once jokingly asked her, "So are you an illegitimate daughter of a crazy rich family?"
Wendy did not reply at that time. She just lowered her sad eyes.
Judy then believed that she had guessed right.
Now seeing this pen, she was even more certain that her guess was right.
"Are …You... Her brother?"
Henson raised his eyebrows with a little surprise, "How do you know that she has a brother?"
Judy pointed to the pen. "We went to the shop to pick this together. She said it was for her brother and had it curved. But she didn’t let me see the words."
Henson lowering his head, he looked at the pen and asked, "Then, can I take her away now?"
Judy nodded to him, "Then please take good care of Wendy."
Henson turned around to look at Wendy with a playful look.
"Of course."
What a rare opportunity it was! He definitely would take good care of her.
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