President's Substitute Wife

Chapter 269 You are my daughter. How could I not know you?

I turned around and recognized the guest as Marlin!

We hadn’t seen each other for five years. Marlin had changed a lot.

He lost a lot of weight. He was only wearing a long sleeved sweater and it was clearly pilling.

He was wearing ordinary jeans and leather shoes.

I felt incredible.

Carter Family was acquired when it went bankrupt. They had at least 10 million dollars.

Although they were not as rich as they used to be, they didn’t have to worry about food and clothing.

The waiter saw me and said, “wait a moment, lady.”

“It’s OK.”

I lowered my voice.

Marlin turned to look at me. He was stunned for a moment, then his face was a little frightened. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

When I was surprised that he recognized me, he quickly turned around and put some cash on the counter and paid.

Then Marlin took those things and went out.

I bought something at the shop assistant’s recommendation and left.

“June.”

I wanted to call Ming when I got out of the store. I was called behind me.

Although I changed my name, I used it for more than 20 years. I turn around subconsciously.

It was Marlin who called me.

He stood at the door of the shop with what he had just bought. He smiled awkwardly when I looked back. “I’m afraid I’ve made a mistake. I didn’t expect it is you.”

I remembered Ming saying to me don’t be kind to the enemy.

I hesitated and said, “uncle, you’ve got the wrong person.”

Then I was going to take a taxi.

Marlin chased me and grabbed me and said, “June, you’re my daughter. How could I not know you?”

I looked at marlin and was in a mixed mood.

Daughter?

Marlin didn’t think of me as his daughter before.

If he was not poor now, he would certainly ignore me.

Now he talked to me because I had more money than him. He just wanted me to help them.

“I’m sorry, uncle. I’m not your daughter.”

I turned around and stopped a taxi and got on directly.

When Marlin came after me, I had closed the door. I said to the driver, “drive.”

The driver drove away.

I saw Marlin staggering in the rearview mirror.

The autumn wind was cold. He only wore a thin sweater. He stood there and looked very cold.

I couldn’t help but sympathize with him.

I wondered if I did it wrong.

David called me when I was about to call Ming.

He seemed to know that I was going back to Sceaux. He wanted to treat me to dinner.

I refused again and again, but he insisted.

I had no choice but to agree.

At this time, Ming called me and asked me, “is your work finished? What would you like to eat at night?”

During this period, Ming and I met frequently, so he knew my work progress very well.

“Sorry. David invited me to dinner. I may not be able to have dinner with you.”

I apologize to him.

After listening, he was silent for a while and said, “well, tell me the address. I’ll wait for you after work. I‘ll take you home.”

“No, I’ll take a taxi myself after that.”

We were going to drink a lot, so this dinner would last a long time.

I didn’t know when it would end.

I couldn’t let Ming wait for me.

He disagreed. He said, “I’m worried about my girlfriend going home alone in the middle of the night.”

The word surprised me a little.

Thinking about what happened before, I hesitated for a moment and said, “OK, I’ll send you the address. Don’t go there too early. I’ll tell you when it’s almost over.”

“OK.”

He answered.

The taxi arrived at the studio. I changed clothes and had a rest and read a book.

If I had something to do, I had to finish it. I couldn’t relax at all.

Only when I had no work at all could I relax and do other things.

It was almost time for the party. I changed clothes and put on light makeup and went out.

This time, David ordered a restaurant called Tang Time.

I heard it was new.

I knew it for the first time and I was here for the first time.

I took a taxi to the door. As soon as I got out of the car, I saw the decoration of the restaurant door. I knew why it was called Tang Time.

It was a restaurant designed to imitate the ancient architecture.

I was attracted to it as soon as I went in. The design of the hall was very elegant. The interior designer knew a lot about ancient architecture.

She studied it in depth.

More importantly, this designer perfectly integrated ancient design and modern design. It was not only not abrupt but also harmonious.

I had to know this designer!

I went in and went straight to the manager and asked, “who’s your boss? I want to know him.”

“Boss?”

The manager looked at me, puzzled.

“Yes.” I pointed to the surrounding buildings and said, “I want to know who did the interior design.”

I would leave York in a few days. If I didn’t know the designer, I was afraid I couldn’t fall asleep.

The manager hesitated for a moment before he said, “please wait a moment.”

He didn’t give me contact information but asked me to wait.

Was the boss in the restaurant?

The manager was about to go upstairs when two men came down. The manager made way. One of the men left before the manager spoke to the other.

I couldn’t be more familiar with the person talking to the manager!

“Uncle Richards.”

It was Jonas.

Murray’s friend.

When I was in Sceaux, he often went to Murray, and I had a good relationship with him.

Jonas looked up at me and asked the manager, “you mean her?”

“Yes.” The manager nodded. At this point he realized that Jonas and I knew each other. He said, “I’ll go first.”

“Uncle Richards, who made this design? Can you introduce her to me?”

I asked Jonas directly.

Jonas thought for a moment, “she’s an independent designer like you, but she’s not in York.”

“It doesn’t matter. Can you give me her contact information? I’ll find her myself.”

“Yes, but her information is on my computer. I’ll send it to you when I get back.”

Jonas said.

“OK.”

I nodded.

When it was settled, Jonas asked me, “June, why don’t you tell me you’re in York?”

“It’s a provisional decision. I’ve been busy designing. I’m sorry.”

I apologized to Jonas. I shouldn’t have not contacted him.

Jonas didn’t mind and asked me, “where’s Lester? Have you brought him here?”