The alarm bell rang non-stop but Mei kept rolling back and forth in bed. This summer was the most boring season for her.
For several days, Henry's phone kept saying that the subscriber was unreachable. She went to his house to ask and found out that he had gone to the mountain to study and had even brought his older wife with him.
At first, Mei was very worried, but after bribing the youngest maid and understanding Hubert's plan, she felt reassured. It seems that Erina did not lie about her feelings for Henry because at least up to this point, she still tried to find a way to escape from his hands.
Mei believed that in the two years that Erina was away from Henry, she would easily seduce him. If necessary, she would use the same method that her classmates often used.
Based on the relationship between the two families, if she and Henry had slept together, he would have to agree to marry her, otherwise, how could the two fathers look at each other?
More than once, because she missed Henry, she drove to the foot of the mountain but didn't dare to climb up there.  She didn't know where he was up there, and besides, every time she heard the rustling of leaves in the wind, she shivered, not to mention if there were snakes.
She couldn't invite her female friends to go with her because she was afraid they would seduce Henry, and she couldn't invite her male friends to go with her because she was afraid they would rape her. So, she could only wait and hope that time would pass quickly.
At exactly ten o'clock, Mei had just finished brushing her teeth and washing her face when she heard Rowena's shrill voice calling from downstairs.
She quickly combed her hair and hurriedly ran downstairs. When she saw Charles, she immediately smiled and spoke softly.
“Dad just got home.”
“Uh. Why wake up so late?” Charles frowned slightly as he looked at his daughter.
“Yesterday I went out with some classmates and came back late.  I have nothing to do during summer break. So boring.” She yawned and sat down on the sofa.
After asking Charles a few questions, Rowena returned to the kitchen to prepare lunch, leaving space for the father and daughter to talk.
Rowena was a rather docile woman, she only focused on the kitchen, cooking, cleaning, and depending on her husband's finances. Charles is responsible for educating and shaping the future of his children.
“If only you had agreed to attend the Marketing course in the city last week, you wouldn't be bored now.” Charles took a sip of tea and complained.
“What do girls study so much for? After getting married, they will be housewives like their mothers.” Mei said while looking towards the kitchen.
“If you want to stay in the kitchen like your mother, you have to marry a husband who can make money, otherwise, you will starve to death.”
Looking at her father's face, which was as long as a bicycle pump, Mei was so bored. It seemed that in his eyes, his only daughter would never be able to touch the rich guys.
Therefore, from the moment she entered first grade, he always whispered in her ear, forcing her to study hard. As a result, for more than ten years, she was always at the top of her class and her certificates of merit were hung all over the house.
“Brian's daughter, Mabel, is flirting with Clement, you know that?” Charles continued to speak.
“You know Mabel? You just said she likes Clement, right?” Mei's eyes suddenly lit up like stars, happily asking.
“Why are you so happy?” Charles' face turned pale.
“Before, I thought Mabel liked Henry, which made me extremely worried. It seems like now I no longer have to face a serious opponent.”
“Daughter, how many times have I told you? His wife is still alive. Don't you understand?”
“You are the one who doesn't understand anything. The person Erina likes is Clement, she won't agree to marry Henry.”
After saying that, she stood up and returned to her room. Charles angrily pulled out the tie from his neck and threw it on the floor.
Just at this moment, the phone in his pocket rang. Seeing Hubert's name on the screen, he quickly put his anger aside and softened his voice.
“I'm listening, Chairman.”
“Let's go to Kingdom restaurant for lunch. The kids are all gone, and I feel sad when I eat alone.” Hubert's voice rang out.
“Yes, I'm going there now.”
Charles hung up the phone in a hurry, picked up his tie and put it back on, then stretched his neck to the kitchen to inform his wife that he would not be eating at home for lunch.
Rowena nodded and hurriedly ran to the living room and saw her husband already in the car. So, she hurriedly carried her plump body to the yard to open the gate for him.
Although her family was well-off, she was afraid of losing her husband, so she didn't dare hire a servant and did everything herself. But she was still fat, not losing any weight. Every time she was with Charles, they both looked like number ten. It wasn't that he was too thin, it was that she was too fat.
The Kingdom restaurant was always crowded at noon and in the evening. The female receptionists were constantly busy welcoming guests, giving directions, and answering questions.
Seeing Hubert and the strange man just passing through the door, Isa immediately left the counter, approached them, and bowed politely.
“Hello Mr. Chairman, you want to make a reservation for two people, right?”
“Yes. Please give me a room.”
“Yes, please follow me.” Isa smiled and quickly led the way.
Hubert was fascinated by the girl's perfect figure. For many years, he traveled here and there, interacting with countless women at home and abroad, but no one gave him the same feeling.
“What is your name?” Hubert asked as soon as he sat down on the chair.
“My name is Isa.” She replied gently.
“Have you worked here long?”
“Almost a month. The day I met you and Mr. Richard was the first day I started working.”
Hubert nodded and asked Isa to help him choose a few dishes so that he could both eat rice and drink wine.
Her gentle voice, polite and warm demeanor, agile and serious working style, and noble temperament exuding from her made Hubert extremely satisfied.
After writing down all the guests' requests in the notebook, she bowed again and left.
Waiting for the door to close, Charles slowly spoke.
“I've never seen you care about the receptionist so much before.”
“How do you rate that girl?” Hubert relaxed his body and looked intently at his partner.
“Beautiful appearance, nice voice, and most importantly, she has good skills. She must have been an excellent student when she was in college.”
Charles smiled, picked up his glass of water, and took a sip, worry visible on his face. He wondered if the chairman was planning to remarry after so many years of being alone.
Although he felt uneasy, he did not dare to ask because it was a private matter, a personal need. He could only reassure himself that Hubert would know how to consider it.
The clock hands inched closer to three o'clock in the afternoon. After finishing the second bottle of wine, Hubert told Charles to ring the bell to call the waiter to pay. While Charles was fumbling with his wallet, he staggered out of the room.
From afar, seeing Hubert walking unsteadily, Isa hurriedly handed the notebook to the waiter and ran to his side.
“Do you need any help from me?”
“Is it you, Isa? Please take me to the car.”
“Yes.” Isa replied softly and took Hubert's arm.
Charles had just left the room, and when he saw this, he deliberately turned back in. As someone who had fought alongside Hubert at the banquet table for so many years, he had never seen the chairman drunk. That's why he understood that Hubert was just pretending, trying to find a way to approach that girl.
After passing through the revolving door, Isa slowly helped Hubert down the steps, her mouth constantly reminding him to be careful.
At this time, Arlo also quickly ran over, helped her help Hubert into the car, then he thanked her and hurriedly returned to the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and drove away.
Isa raised her hand to brush her loose hair and let out a sigh. She understood that people in the position of the boss like Hubert always had to face countless pressures and the fastest way to relieve their stress was to find beer and wine. She wondered what Henry would be like after inheriting his father's business.
“Miss Isa.”
The sudden call made Isa startled and turned her head. Seeing Venn standing there waving, she quickly ran over.
“What did you buy again?” She took the bag from him and smiled.
“This is the cake my mother made, not bought.” He said shyly.
“Thank you, but Venn, you keep giving me food like that, it makes me feel uncomfortable.”
“It's nothing. The young master has been studying martial arts in the mountains lately, and I'm also unemployed, so I'm looking for an excuse to go out for fun.”
“Then when Henry comes back, I'll invite you two to dinner.”
Hearing Isa's suggestion, Venn's eyes lit up like a flashlight, he grinned happily, nodding repeatedly. She also smiled, said goodbye to him, and went back inside.
Venn craned his neck to watch her until her figure disappeared before slowly turning around. Just now, he saw her helping Hubert. Although he knew that she was a receptionist and had to be flexible in this matter, he still felt a little sad.
Ever since the day he visited her house with Henry, he suddenly had very different feelings for her. Every two or three days without seeing her, he would miss her terribly. He didn't dare call or text her, so he had no choice but to use food as an excuse to meet her.