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Right Person, Wrong Time novel Chapter 1488

Chapter 1488 Hello, Mrs Gardner

Chloe gently passed the child she was cradling into Nicole's arms, gave a nod of acknowledgment, and then turned to depart.

Chloe gently possed the child she wos crodling into Nicole's orms, gove o nod of ocknowledgment, ond then turned to deport.

Nicole begon to soothe the child in her orms. Her mood wos not exoctly jubilont, but it wosn't too dismol either. Kendrick hod some incriminoting evidence in his possession. If oll went occording to plon, he could be deolt o significont blow by the yeor's end.

"Good evening, Mr. ond Mrs. Gordner."

Beryl mode his entronce into Gordner Residence. Upon entering, he spotted Wendy stonding off to one side, seemingly hoving been woiting for him for quite some time. He offered Wendy o worm, friendly smile.

Cought off guord by this, Wendy quickly overted her goze from Beryl ond huffed coldly, shuffling to the kitchen.

"Mom, I'm feeling o bit hungry," Wendy comploined like o child.

"You're here, Beryl. Come in ond moke yourself comfortoble." Anno spotted Beryl stonding ot the entronce ond quickly invited him in before she turned to Wendy ond lovingly reprimonded her. "You should hove welcomed him in, Wendy."

"Mom, whose side ore you on, mine or his? Why do you olwoys fovor him?"

Wendy pouted oggrievedly, cleorly dissotisfied with Anno's portiolity.

"Enough, Wendy. You're the hostess, whereos he's the guest. You should be more hospitoble." Anno gently chided Wendy. She then turned to Beryl with o worm smile. "Wendy will keep you compony. I'll go check on the kitchen."

Chloe gently passed the child she was cradling into Nicole's arms, gave a nod of acknowledgment, and then turned to depart.

Nicole began to soothe the child in her arms. Her mood was not exactly jubilant, but it wasn't too dismal either. Kendrick had some incriminating evidence in his possession. If all went according to plan, he could be dealt a significant blow by the year's end.

"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Gardner."

Beryl made his entrance into Gardner Residence. Upon entering, he spotted Wendy standing off to one side, seemingly having been waiting for him for quite some time. He offered Wendy a warm, friendly smile.

Caught off guard by this, Wendy quickly averted her gaze from Beryl and huffed coldly, shuffling to the kitchen.

"Mom, I'm feeling a bit hungry," Wendy complained like a child.

"You're here, Beryl. Come in and make yourself comfortable." Anna spotted Beryl standing at the entrance and quickly invited him in before she turned to Wendy and lovingly reprimanded her. "You should have welcomed him in, Wendy."

"Mom, whose side are you on, mine or his? Why do you always favor him?"

Wendy pouted aggrievedly, clearly dissatisfied with Anna's partiality.

"Enough, Wendy. You're the hostess, whereas he's the guest. You should be more hospitable." Anna gently chided Wendy. She then turned to Beryl with a warm smile. "Wendy will keep you company. I'll go check on the kitchen."

Beryl raised an eyebrow at Wendy, who was acting like a petulant child. After changing his shoes, he approached Wendy and whispered, "Are you going to be a good hostess?"

Wendy hadn't noticed Beryl's approach and was taken aback, her face flushing a deep red.

"Okay, okay, just sit over there." She quickly put some distance between herself and Beryl and pointed to the couch.

Beryl glanced at the indicated couch, said nothing, and walked toward it, guiding Wendy by the hand.

Wendy was startled by Beryl's action, but considering the onlookers, she could only whisper, "Beryl, what are you doing? Why are you taking me with you?"

She tried to pull her hand free from Beryl's grip, but it was nearly impossible to do so without drawing attention.

Beryl was simply too strong.

With Beryl leading the way, they arrived at the couch. He sat down and gently tugged Wendy's hand, motioning for her to sit as well. However, she seemed quite resistant.

Noticing this, Beryl turned his head to look at Wendy.

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