Chapter 243 Woolgathering (2)

In the villa.

Being dejected, Consuela leaned against a desk and silently rested her phone on the table, about ten centimeters away from her eyes.

She sighed with profound resignation. Men were more ruthless than women. Some women were really losers, like her.

She turned her head and avoided seeing them. The sky was overcast with clouds, but the city seemed to be overcast and hazy all year round.

The moment she lowered her head, he was right in the direction of the garden. The flowers inside were all blooming, red, yellow, and purple, creating a magnificent scenery.

The flowers and other green plants had been taken good care of by Miranda and others. Obviously, Richie didn't like flowers, but he had spent a lot of money buying them and hired some people to take care of them.

It was good that he spent so much money in constructing things, and finally waited for the original owner, Angie.

Why was her nose so sour? Raising her hand and pinching the tip of her nose. Her vision was blurred by transparent liquid. All of a sudden, she was unable to see anything clearly.

With a wry smile, she leaned her head again on the cold table. She could even smell the fragrance of flowers.

It was like, annoying and helpless.

All of a sudden, Miranda knocked on the wooden window behind her. "Mrs. Richie, Mr. Richie said that he won't come back for dinner today. He asked you to have dinner as usual."

"When did he say that?" Consuela raised her hand and wiped the tears off her face. Then she turned her head to look at the embarrassed Miranda, with a gloomy face.

"Just now, Mr. Richie said that he would come back late today and asked you not to wait too long. If you feel tired, you can go to bed first."

Daring not meet Consuela's gaze, Miranda lowered her head and told Consuela about Richie's intention in a trembling voice.

When she received the phone call just now, she felt a little puzzled. All the things were ready, and Mrs. Richie returned

? Harry and I want to have a dinner with you alone. We want to make an apology to you for the matter we had last time."

Rich? She was stunned for a few seconds, but soon she realized that she had made a mistake. It took Consuela two seconds to match the name with the big ice face of Richie, which made her colder at the bottom of her heart.

She couldn't get used to this kind of nickname.

Sheryl kept saying the words, while Consuela got distracted. All of a sudden, Sheryl got impatient and raised her voice. "Consuela, are you there?"

"Yes, I'm listening. Sorry, sister. I was somewhat absent-minded just now."

Despite her unwillingness, Sheryl continued with a smile, "It doesn't matter. I'm just worried that something might happen to you. What do you think of my proposal?"

She didn't want to waste such an excuse for her personal emotions. Inviting someone to dinner was just a small thing, but if it was kept to be mentioned, it would be very suspicious.

It would be better if she could get it all done at once.

Last time when the two people fought, she seemed to stand beside Harry. It was uncertain if the two people would bear grudges.

No matter what, she couldn't leave any negative evidence in his eyes. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to take everything away from this disgusting woman.