At 6:00 pm, the sun had set, and the sky was overcast.
A tall man with a handsome face had been standing under the tree for half an hour. He seemed to hesitate, looking at the independent villa opposite the Dickens family.
At this moment, a woman's back suddenly appeared at the gate of the Dickens family.
Patrick paused for a moment, but soon he realized that it was not the person he was looking for.
At this moment, Betty also felt the strange look from the big tree. She turned around and was immediately surprised.
In a custom-made expensive black suit, Patrick stood under the century-old tree in an outstanding posture. The dim light in the dusk set his facial features and temperament off to advantage.
Betty thought it was an illusion.
Patrick strode towards the door of the Dickens family with a cold face.
Perhaps because Patrick's visit was too sudden, Betty, who had seen much of the world, was a little nervous looking at him.
"Well, why are you here?"
Patrick stopped a meter in front of her. He didn't seem to have any intention of entering the house.
"Hello."
He greeted in a calm voice.
In fact, Patrick had tried his best not to be so distant and cold, and his tone was more respectful. Compared to his aunts, Betty had been treated better.
He didn't know why he suddenly came to the Dickens family. He felt well disposed towards her because she was Christina's aunt.
But his phone in his coat pocket suddenly beeped and a new text message came.
He glanced at the text message. His face grew serious and when he looked up at Betty again, he couldn't calm down.
He asked impatiently, "Has Christina gone abroad?"
Just now, he received a text message that Christina had gone abroad.
Probably because of Patrick's cold and arrogant temperament, Betty was shocked and immediately replied to him, "Yes, she went to Switzerland with Charles and the others this morning."
When Patrick heard her mention Charles's name, the aura around him faded a little. He was silent as if he was thinking about something.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Betty added, "Crystal and his wife, as well as the little boy from the Stephenson family, all went skiing in Switzerland."
Christina wanted to spice up the new year, so Charles specially gathered a group of people to travel abroad with her.
Patrick, as a man of few words, glanced at Betty and was about to say goodbye to her.
Unexpectedly, Donald suddenly called him in.
At 6:00 pm, it was time to prepare dinner, but now an uninvited guest came. Betty stopped what she was doing, and entertained Patrick, the "distinguished guest", together with Donald and Mrs. Dickens.
They sat opposite each other in the Dickens family living room, looking at each other in an awkward atmosphere.
Betty served them a cup of black tea, and Patrick took a sip.
Donald said in a deep voice, "Sorry to bother you when I was in the hospital a while ago."
Donald was a sensible person. Although Patrick did not appear in his ward during his serious cerebral hemorrhage, he was aware that Patrick was probably the one who could push Charles around.
Patrick did not have much enthusiasm for Donald, his father-in-law, and said politely, "How are you doing?"
Donald's health condition had been seriously depleted after the operation, but he looked much better recently. He slid an appraising eye over Patrick.
He suddenly cursed, "I won't die right now. My daughter has always been concerned about when my bald head grows hair. She pissed me off when she was a little girl. I've long been used to it. And it brings with me the power of great endurance."
Patrick looked at him with a serious expression.
Donald said directly, "She shouldn't have been with you."
Patrick put on a sulking look instantly.
Betty and Mrs. Dickens got nervous as the atmosphere crackled with tension.
Patrick seemed to be holding back. He didn't say anything.
Donald continued, "In this situation, it won't work if you threaten my company's interests. As for the children... They're yours and have nothing to do with us."
"I know my daughter very well. She has no plans for life, self-willed, doted on by her grandfather. She doesn't care about anything. You forced her to get pregnant by accident. She didn't do it voluntarily."
"Don't try to control her anymore!"
Patrick was a little shocked. He held the exquisite porcelain teacup tightly in his right hand and put it on the table with great force.
He wanted to speak, but Donald obviously didn't give him a chance.
Donald's face was livid and he shouted at him, "Get out!"
He actually kicked him out.
Betty and Mrs. Dickens were flustered.
They also did not expect that Donald, who had been much calmer recently after recuperating, would suddenly lose his temper. They were worried that Patrick would have a heated argument with him.
"Young Master Hopkins was chased out of the door by Donald."
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