Chapter 135
Luca’s words made Eliza silent for a long time. After a long while, she took a deep breath. “Then dad, why did you bring me back?” “After you recognized me, you didn’t let me live with you. Instead, you let me return to the Lawson family to work as a servant.” “According to your logic, you can’t give me a better life, nor did you let me leave the Lawson family.” “You shouldn’t have recognized me back then.” Her words were calm and indifferent. Luca, who was on the other end of the line, suddenly fell silent. After a while, he chuckled. “You’ve grown up.” Like that woman, she now had her own thoughts. Eliza frowned. “Father, I’m 23 years old.” When she was 18, she recognized Luca and thought that she could escape the misery of the ruthless Lawson family. But Luca ignored her. In order to help Jay, she had almost fallen into a desperate situation. As a father who had just recognized her, Luca got drunk every day and ignored her. He even repeatedly asked her to break up with Jay. At the end of the day, although Jay was not a good person, it did not mean that Luca’s disregard and indifference towards her were right. Now, five years had passed. She was no longer the little girl from five years ago who was willing to believe that Luca would give her a beautiful family. “So, don’t you already have an idea?” Luca smiled bitterly and said, “Eliza, you can find out the truth yourself.” “If you want to find your child, please do your best.” “I can’t help you with anything.” “Good luck.” After saying this, Luca hung up the phone coldly. Eliza frowned. When she called again, he had already turned off his phone. Eliza sighed deeply as she put away her phone and left the restaurant. In the evening, she received a call from Riley. Riley who was on the other end of the line said hysterically, “Eliza, you win!” “The private plane I booked for Esme was blocked at the airport!” Riley gnashed his teeth and said, “Don’t think that we have no other way even if you don’t let Esme leave Krine!” Eliza frowned. Needless to say, this was definitely Beau’s doing. Through the glass door of the kitchen, she glanced at Beau who was gracefully looking at the
document on the sofa.
His side face was handsome and tough. There was no expression on his face, as if he had not done anything
This man… Many times, he would not mention what he did for her on his own initiative.
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