Chapter 710 No Coercion (1)

It was supposed to be easy to solve, but now it became a little difficult because of Richelle's waking up. She was forced to sit at the table in the villa and pretend to be Richie's good old friends.

The man also looked at her and smiled at the little girl kindly. "If you want to eat anything else, just tell me. I'll ask the servant to make it for you right away."

Next to the little girl sat Lethe with a strange look on his face. Richelle only felt that the handsome uncle was very kind to her. When she heard this, she shook her head with a smile and said a few flattering words.

But she called the man uncle all the time.

Richie smiled but said nothing. He didn't want to be her uncle. He wanted to be her father.

With a knife and fork in her hand, Consuela felt a sense of crisis. She and Lethe sat next to the little girl, not next to him.

In fact, this seat was chosen by her after thinking for a while. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for her to sit next to Lethe and she might be sensed that something was wrong, but...

Consuela rolled her eyes and looked at the boy who had good manners. Bitterness could be seen in her eyes.

It seemed that Richie had really taught the boy well, but everything seemed to have nothing to do with her.

After dinner, Richelle was taken by Lethe to the back garden for a walk. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect that we two would be so destined. Our parents are old friends!"

The expression was lively and interesting, like specially spread expressions on the Internet, which could always make people have no temper and even want to laugh.

"Yes, I didn't expect that we would be so destined," Lethe said in a hoarse voice, forcing a smile.

He really didn't expect that fate would be so intricate, and he didn't expect that the person he had been jealous of was her.

After thinking it over, he suddenly felt a little tired.

What on earth was he jea

share her or not.

"Are you going to be my backer?" The little girl looked expectant, as if she could be so happy as long as he said the word yes.

"……"

Although she was suspicious of being out of the way, it wouldn't delay too much of the correct path. So he nodded coldly. He really didn't know what to say, so he kept silent.

"Answer my question again."

"Okay."

Lethe repeated the question again. Then he saw the little girl gritting her teeth and say, "My mother didn't mention anything about my father to me..."

Didn't she mention anything about her father?

"Is it because your mother doesn't take your father seriously? Or does she hate your father, so she wants you to... "

Richelle frowned and shook her head repeatedly. "No, of course not!"

If that was not the case, then things would be much easier.

Pretending to be annoyed, Lethe said, "You always say no. Are you lying? How could you not know your father?"

"Because every time my mother thought of my father, she would cry. I really don't want her to be so sad, so I never mentioned my father."

And Uncle Terence was so excellent. She felt that he must be better than her father. Otherwise, why did her mother cry every time she thought of her father and laugh when she saw Uncle Terence?