Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband novel Chapter 230

When Lottie left the DS Group, the staff at the front desk of the group warmly sent her to the gate and even arranged a special car to send her away.

"Miss Green, Mr. Gibbons said that you are an honored guest."

When the car arrived at the entrance of the villa, the driver took out a business card and stuffed it into Lottie's hand. "This is my contact information. Take it. Call me next time you arrive at DS Group. I'll pick you up myself."

After that, the driver looked up and gave her a deep look. "Miss Green, remember to contact me next time!"

The driver's enthusiasm made Lottie feel a little flattered.

She put the business card away, "Thank you."

The driver smiled, "With your status, you don't have to thank me. That's what I should do."

Lottie frowned.

"May I ask why you are so enthusiastic and polite to me...? Is it because I am the eldest daughter of the Bells?"

The driver was stunned. "Are you still from the Bells?"

Lottie bit her lip, "They used to say that I was from the family."

"But they said that was wrong."

"But I still think I should be."

The driver：“……”

He looked at her as if she was a psycho, "I'm being so polite to you because of Mr. Gibbons himself."

"Mr. Gibbons said that you are very important to the DS Group. We shall treat you very well!"

Lottie looked at the driver in confusion. Before she could say anything, the driver had already gotten into the car and drove away.

She stood where she was, frowned in confusion, and then walked into the villa.

"Mr. Bartons, have a try. I made it myself."

"You please wait for a moment. Lottie will be back soon."

"Yes, I live with Lottie here."

As soon as she entered, she heard Connie's flattering voice.

She frowned. Just as she was about to walk inside, she was pulled into the porch at the entrance.

It was none other than her youngest daughter, Stella.

"Mommy."

The little girl blinked her big eyes and looked at her, "The situation is urgent now. I have something to tell you."

"Uncle Bartons is my adoptive father. He treats me very well and is a good person."

"But he likes you too much to listen to any advice."

"He didn't know that you lost your memory, so he came here to find you."

"Aunt Connie likes him very much."

"Mommy, you didn't like him before. You only like Daddy."

The little girl explained her past with Alfreds in a few words, "Mommy, you'd better not let Uncle Bartons know about your amnesia."

"Uncle Bartons is plotting against you. If he knows that you have lost your memory, he will definitely think that he has another chance."

"Daddy is so busy now that he has no time to deal with his rival in love."

"Besides, Uncle Bartons is so handsome. Mommy, you can't remember your feelings for Daddy. It's not good for you to love Uncle Bartons when you lose your memory!"

Lottie paused.

She lowered her head, glanced at the little fellow in front of her, who was only a little taller than her knees, she couldn't help squatting down.

She put her eyes on the same level as Stella and looked at her clear eyes seriously, "It's too thoughtful of you! Honey."

"Are you worried that I'll be separated from your daddy?"

Stella bit her lip and nodded silently.

"But your Uncle Bartons, didn't you also say that he is your adoptive father? Is he very bad to you?"

Stella shook her head.

After a while, the little girl sighed, "I've always liked Uncle Bartons and Mommy."

"Honest speaking, when I didn't know that I was Mommy's child... I also encouraged Uncle Bartons to chase after you."

"Lottie."

Alfred stood up excitedly from the sofa and looked her up and down, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine."

She coughed lightly and sat down beside the sofa.

"You two talk first. I'm going to serve tea."

Connie bit her lip when she saw that Alfred only had Lottie in his eyes. She lost her balance and turned around, walking towards the kitchen.

"Connie."

Lottie frowned and stopped her, "Come and chat with me for a while."

"We haven't seen each other for so long."

After that, she looked at Alfred with a smile. "Do you mind if we talk with her about the old days?"

Alfred paused, "Never mind."

Connie furrowed her brows. Just as she was about to reject him, Lottie chuckled, "Since Mr. Barton said that he didn't mind. Why aren't you here yet? Are you not ready to come?"

"You're still his fan for seven years."

"Didn't you remember you entered the filming town to do extra performance for him?"

"Don't you give me any face now?"

Connie blushed at Lottie's words.

She bit her lips and sat down silently beside Lottie.

Alfred, who was standing to the side, only raised an eyebrow when he heard this. He glanced in the direction of Connie and asked, "So this friend of yours has so much to do with me?"

With this, he glanced at Connie with a chuckle, "Why didn't you say it before?"

Connie bit her lips closely. After a while, she carefully squeezed out a few words, "I'm nothing at all."

Even though she had saved him at the gate of the filming town seven years ago, he did not remember her.

For him, she was nothing.