Chapter 617 Being Angry

"I see."

Austin said these words indifferently, without any emotion. His tone was as usual as if he was talking about the weather. His bony fingers were slightly tightened, revealing a faint cyan color.

"Since you haven't thought about it, why don't you think it over during this period of time? After all, your previous focus of work is all in the United States, and even the legal documents are all inherited from the West. Do you want to give up like this?"

The last thing she wanted to face finally came. The light in Hester's eyes gradually dimmed. She looked at the milk in her hand with an unreadable expression.

During this period of time, she had been forcing herself to work hard to avoid thinking about those realistic problems. But now she was awakened by Austin's words, and could not help but feel a little embarrassed.

"I don't know!"

Austin held her in his arms, with a gleam shining in his eyes. He could do nothing about her answer.

There was no way to hide the sadness between his eyebrows, but with an irresistible fate.

"Since you don't know, don't think about it for the time being. When you have an answer, remember to tell me. No matter what the result will be, I will still be on your side and never change!"

Warm currents surged in her heart. Hester slowly closed her eyes, and her eyelashes swept across the fabric of his clothes with a faint sound.

"Thank you, Brother Austin!"

Hearing her whisper, Austin's body trembled slightly. 'The most ruthless words are not that I don't love you, but that you love that person deeply, and she just takes you as her brother.'

Although he knew that it was just a name and it didn't mean anything, there was always a trace of obvious sarcasm in his ears. Maybe it was because he cared too much that he became particularly sensitive.

Standing there dejectedly, Hester clenched her fists and sighed angrily. She lowered her head, as if she had made a mistake.

"Hester, are you serious?" Austin saw Hester wandering by t

Lisa sighed, stepped aside and nodded slightly. "Sir is not here!"

Hester stopped for a moment and covered her face with her hand. Was her intention so obvious that it was easy to see through? However, she was really afraid of Terence.

"Thank you!"

Looking at Hester, who was walking slowly in, Thomas' heart suddenly rose to his throat. He held his breath and stared at Hester without blinking, afraid that it was his illusion.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Don't you know me?"

With a gentle smile, Hester felt a little scared. He looked more and more like Terence, even staring at people with the same feeling.

If it weren't for his petite age, for a moment, she would have thought that Terence was staring at her!

Thomas lowered his head in a hurry, twisting his fingers at a loss as if he had done something wrong. Sure enough, was he hated?

He just wanted to have a look, but he lost his sense of propriety unconsciously, which really annoyed him.

Hester rubbed his head. The soft touch was just like his appearance. She was always soft-hearted to him. She knew that he had lost his mother at such a young age, and was so obedient and sensible.

"Thomas, aren't you happy that I come to see you?"

"No, I am very happy, but I'm afraid that you will be angry!" Thomas shook his head and said softly.