Clarence propped his arm on her shoulders and took her out of the apartment building. “What if she was invited to dinner at a friend’s house? Would you still make a fuss?”
“It’s not just a simple dinner,” Shirley anxiously emphasized, “I believe my tuition.”
“What’s the time now? Are you sure she won’t go home tonight?” Clarence trusted his daughter and knew she wasn’t an open girl.
Shirley couldn’t be confident, so she kept silent.
Clarence added, “Didn’t Mr. Marsh tell us Mya stayed in Emerald Bay?” He didn’t think Ivan would have lied to them.
Shirley calmed down slightly.
“So, we must trust Mr. Marsh,” Clarence emphasized.
Shirley couldn’t utter a retort but was unwilling to leave. She insisted on waiting downstairs.
“OK, OK, OK.” Clarence couldn’t change her mind, so he decided to accompany her. “Shall we wait in the car?”
Shirley didn’t answer, gazing at the elevator.
Clarence squeezed her aside, taking her to his car parked nearby, but Shirley still looked at the elevator.
“I don’t think she’ll come downstairs so soon. They bought ingredients, didn’t they?” Clarence opened the door of the passenger’s seat. “Sit in. At least she’ll finish dinner first.”
Shirley had to sit in the car and muttered, “Back your car into the shadow. Let me see the entrance, but you cannot let them see you.”
“All right.”
Therefore, Clarence waited with his wife and called the takeout for dinner.
Although hungry, Shirley had no appetite.
“What if Mya really has a boyfriend? Why didn’t she tell us? She even moved into his house...” Shirley was distraught.
“Let’s have dinner, Honey. Probably, they are also eating.”
The night was out.
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