Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 581

Chapter 581 

If it wasn’t for Conrad telling her, Fia wouldn’t have dared believe that they were from such a powerful background. 

Mary laughed and said, “We’re at the beach today, so let’s dress a little more casually to be safe, okay?” 

Fia was a little confused. 

Conrad leaned in and whispered, “The Lane family is from Oceania, and they have always been low- key. Tyler’s wife didn’t come from a prominent family, so staying low key is safer.” 

“Oh, I see,” Fia replied, and her impression of Tyler, who was wearing his floral shirt and white shorts, improved instantly. 

Tyler looked like a typical flamboyant, wealthy playboy, but he married a woman who came from a completely opposite background. She really admired his courage! 

Mary reached out to hold Fia’s hand and asked, “Why don’t you come over to our place for dinner?” Fia looked at their half-built sandcastle. Tyler’s daughter noted her gaze and said, “We can also build a sandcastle at our house! My brother and I will take you along to play together later!” 

Fia turned her questioning gaze to Conrad, who glanced at Tyler’s daughter in his lap and said, Going for a bit shouldn’t be a problem.” 

Tyler was delighted by Conrad’s answer, and he had Mary call ahead to inform their servants to prepare everything. 

As they walked, Tyler said to Fia, “You don’t have to worry, Mrs. Maxwell. Mr. Maxwell saved my life four years ago. Even if you freeload off me for the rest of my life, I can afford it!” 

Fia was speechless. Though his words sounded good, it was a little strange. After all, her husband was also wealthy enough for them to live off his wealth for the rest of their lives without working. 

“Dream on! ” Conrad shot back sarcastically. 

Tyler didn’t mind the tone, and he burst out laughing as he patted his son’s bottom and said, “This is your Uncle Conrad, okay?” 

The little boy shook his head rapidly and laid his head on Tyler’s shoulder, refusing to spare Conrad even a glance. 

“Ah… This kid is really shy.” Mary awkwardly explained the previous misunderstanding. 

Tyler didn’t want to scold his wife again, so he patted his son’s bottom again. 

“You ungrateful brat. If it wasn’t for Uncle Conrad saving me, you and your sister wouldn’t have a daddy anymore!” 

His daughter, who had been taking care of Tyler tirelessly, tugged on his shirt and asked, “Daddy, is that really true?” 

“Absolutely!” Tyler said, giving his daughter a loving look. 

Conrad had been observing Tyler’s interaction with his children and had a somewhat envious gaze in his eyes. 

“Okay then,” the little girl said, then turned around and bowed deeply to Conrad. “Sir, I apologize on behalf of my brother, my mommy, and me.” 

The corner of Conrad’s lips twitched as he suddenly realized where the little girl had inherited her slick silver-tongue from, 

After walking for about ten minutes and leaving the beach, Tyler led them into a small community area. They arrived at a villa which had a waist-high fence and some seasonal flowers. 

Pushing open the gate, Tyler let his daughter down, patted her head before instructing, “Go and get them to bring us some food.” 

“Okay!” the little girl replied happily and ran into the villa. 

“You should sit on that side so you can see the view of the beach,” Mary said as she pointed somewhere not too far off. 

Fia followed where Mary had pointed and saw a large parasol with a big glass round table with a vase with white roses on it. The chairs were made of woven wood and looked very delicate.