Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 108

At the end of August, it had rained several times, and the summer heat was not over yet. The chirping of cicadas was dragging the tail of summer, refusing to let it leave. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

At nine in the morning, under the shade of the green trees along the street, the gates of the international school were filled with the cars from parents who had come to enroll their children. Everleigh expected this to happen at the entrance, thus she was wise enough to call a cab early in the morning, saving the trouble to find a parking space.

After getting out of the cab, Everleigh took the two children into the school. When they were about to reach the teaching building, she suddenly stopped and asked, "Adrienne, which class are you two in again?"

Adrienne, who was on the left, was carrying a small, ladybug- style backpack while eating candy. She shook her head, "I don't know."

Alastair, who was on the right, had a look of disdain on his face. "Mommy, you shouldn't have asked us about this, right? Don't you know?"

As a mother, she didn't even know which class her children were in. Isn't it ridiculous?

"Who says that I don't?" Everleigh hurriedly denied.

Unfortunately, her body stood still honestly and she didn't know where to go for a while.

"Second floor, Class 2C."

A clear voice, with obvious teasing, came from behind.

"Christopher!" Adrienne had already run over.

Everleigh looked back and saw Christopher walking over with his arms folded under the sun. He wore a pair of sunglasses narcissistically as if he was treating the school as his fashion show.

Christopher picked up Adrienne from the ground and held her in his arms. He handed her the ice cream he had just bought and then ridiculed Everleigh. "Awesome! You didn't look at the huge bulletin at the entrance. I even thought that you were a prophet and knew which class they were in."

Everleigh rolled her eyes at him, "Why are you here? Don't you have an operation?"

"I switched operations with Director Wood."

"Why all of a sudden? Aren't you afraid that something might happen and you can't explain to the patient?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor operation. I've discussed it with the patient's family." Christopher raised his chin toward the stairs. "I'm afraid that if I don't come, you would hang around here for an entire morning and fail to enroll them." 'What's the big deal? I have a mouth. I can ask someone for help."

"And let the parents of Adrienne and Alastair's classmates know that their mother is a fool? This is bad for their relationship with classmates."

"Christopher, do you need a beating?"

"Adrienne, your mother can't catch up with us. Let's run..."

Christopher easily ran up the stairs with Adrienne in his arms. Everleigh was still holding Alastair's hand. No matter how much she wanted to punch him, she couldn't just ignore her child.

Over the past seven years, Christopher had taken care of the children most of the time. They had married each other for different purposes, where she wanted to settle down with her children abroad

and Christopher just wanted to please his family. However, Everleigh thought that as a mother, she was not as good as a cheap father like Christopher.

At the same time, in the president's office of the Godfrey Group.

The blinds were pulled tightly, and the lights were turned on in the spacious office; it was so bright that it dazzled people's eyes.

The secretary came in with coffee. Seeing that the blinds were tightly closed, she asked with concern, "Mr. Godfrey, did you sleep in the company again?"

Theodore replied with a hum, and he didn't say anything else.

The secretary said helplessly, "Mr. Godfrey, despite how busy your work is, you'd better pay more attention to your health."

While speaking, the secretary walked around the desk to open the blinds. Rays of sunshine shone in through the windows, overshadowing the light of the incandescent lamp above her head.

Moses knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Godfrey."

He entered the room after Theodore nodded.

"Mr. Godfrey, I'll leave first." The secretary's voice came from behind him. She left the office tactfully and turned off the lights. The room became slightly darker, but the gloomy and depressing feeling was greatly reduced.

After the secretary left, closing the door behind her, Moses placed a document on Theodore's office table.

"Mr. Godfrey, this is the information of Dr. Trevino and Mr. Meyer that you asked me to investigate when they were abroad."

The document was very thin, which did not look like Moses's usual meticulous style.

In this regard, Moses explained, "Mr. Meyer has been well protected by the Meyer family. His whereabouts have always been kept secret, and there are many bodyguards around him. It's not easy to investigate his private life."

If it wasn't for that, Moses should have found out the children's father when he investigated the background of the two children previously. However, at that time, except for finding out their birthday, he couldn't obtain any other information. He didn't even find any information about the schools they went to.

Although the Meyer family didn't attach much importance to this son of theirs, it was true that they had done a great job in protecting his privacy.

"Thank you for your hard work."

As his simple words fell, Moses said in a hurry, "It's no trouble at all. It's my duty."

He observed Theodore's cold expression. After flipping through the pages, his eyes turned even colder. It was as if the surrounding air had frozen. The only sound left in the large office was the clock in the display cabinet, which was vibrating with a 'gong' sound.

The man's long and slender fingers gripped the edge of the thin piece of paper tightly, staring closely at the words on it.

Everleigh and Christopher got married officially five years ago. However, seven years ago, when Everleigh went abroad, they began to live together. No one would believe that she was not going after Christopher.

There was no doubt who the real father of the two children was.

Theodore's fingers, which held the edge of the paper tightly, were about to crush the papers into pieces. His face was as dark as a piece of iron, and it was covered with gloomy clouds.

Moses stood in front of the desk for a long time.

The information was investigated by him, thus he naturally knew what was inside. Before he came in, he knew that a storm was about to come. At this time, he was about to break out in a cold sweat. "Mr. Godfrey, if there is nothing else, I'll get going."

Under such a situation, fleeing was still the best policy. Otherwise, it would bring disaster to the bystander.

Theodore didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear his voice at all. Moses stood for a while and left quietly. When he went out, he met the vice president of the finance department who had come to hand over some documents. He quickly pulled him over, "Mr. Quelch, now is not a suitable time."

James Quelch was in a daze, and a crashing sound could be heard from the office. Something had fallen to the ground with a crash.

"What's the matter?" James asked in a low voice.

Moses shook his head with an expression that could only be understood without words.

James held a stack of documents in his arms, "Then, when can I send this document? Mr. Godfrey said at the meeting to send it to him as soon as possible."

"Mr. Quelch, if you want to go in, I won't stop you. But if you went in now, you will be made a punchbag. Why don't you have a try?"

Hearing this, James' face turned pale. It was not as if he never saw Theodore when he was mad. Several executives were even fired recently, and he didn't want to lose his job.

"I understand. Thank you, Mr. Lawson." James held the documents and was about to flee. "I'll wait until it's convenient for Mr. Godfrey. Please tell me by that time."

Moses's face was gloomy. "I'm afraid it's not going to be convenient for a period of time."

Separated by a wall, in the office, all the documents that were originally piled up on the desk were swept to the floor, along with a coffee mug. The floor was a mess...