Chapter 577 Her Family Did It (5)

The smile on Tristan's face turned stiff all of a sudden. He could only squeeze a word from his teeth.

"Heartless woman."

"You really don't know how to swear. It should be said that you... You are an unworldly bitch."

Consuela pretended to laugh at herself, but Tristan restrained the expression on his face. He propped his head against his hand and surveyed Consuela from head to toe. "You can't say that."

He just felt that what he had said was the most terrible curse to others. When he heard her self mockery, his face suddenly became a little pale.

Although it was not a big deal for her to scold herself, he didn't like to hear it.

Consuela was stunned for a moment, but then she smiled and said, "You're so annoying."

As she looked up at the roof, she suddenly found a secret that the roof of the villa where the Xia Clan and the man lived next to them was connected. If she had a better fighting skill, she could directly go back and forth from it.

Consuela was rendered speechless. "Why didn't I find that before?"

Following the woman's eyes, Tristan looked up. But soon his eyes got smug. "You may not believe it. When I bought this house, I took a fancy to it because the owner of the house is closely related to your family..."

So, after returning to the country, under some pretext of getting along well with her, he directly let the owner build a device on it. Until he paid the remaining payment, the device hadn't been removed.

Consuela was rendered speechless.

She really didn't know what to say at the moment. She drooped her head and put her hand on the golden retriever. Her expression was not as vivid as that at the beginning.

Tristan got closer to her and lifted her chin. His eyes were clear and there was no dodge in them. "Why are you having a long face like this? No one will find out, right?"

"But..." Consuela gritted her teeth, unable to say a word. But Tristan thought that the woman was merely trying to avoid eye contact with him to hide something. Instantly, his face darkened. "Consuela, you're such an ungrateful person!"

After he finished speaking, he put his hands on the golden retriever, hel

den armrest firmly with desperation in her eyes. "No one told me about it," she added.

No one had explained the reason to her, and they had even deliberately taken her to a wrong place, so she had a lot of complaints in her heart.

"Mr. Richie..." She was afraid that Consuela might think that she was telling a lie, which might tarnish the impression of others in her mind. Thus, she said, "What I said is true. I don't mean to hide anything!"

Consuela lowered her eyes to look at the glaze lights hanging on the wall of the living room. "Why did you come back now?" she asked quietly.

"Mr. Ronald woke up, but he forgot everything, even his intelligence degenerates to the school age, and Mr. Hawk suddenly ceased to participate in it..." That was to say, before things got any clue, the people who had previously insisted on had unexpectedly yielded.

Consuela snorted and didn't say anything.

She was just like a clay Buddha fording the river, hardly able to save herself. She could not think about anything else.

After Miranda heard Consuela sigh, she stopped speaking and cautiously said, "Mrs. Richie are you used to living here? Someone who can serve you..."

"We have stayed here for too long. It's time to go down and have a look."

"OK, Mr. Richie," she answered sullenly.

The only thing Consuela wanted to do now was to see how embarrassed or how impatient they would be when she interrupted their chatting.