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Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 130

"How do I know?"

Using her as an excuse to do that.

He was truly… shameless.

Yes, she was very angry now.

"Two reasons for that. First, I had made a deal with Moishe. He could take advantage of my identity to advertise Elizabeth. As a return, Elizabeth will be the spokesperson of all of our products for free."

"Second, I really enjoy seeing your jealous face. After all, this's the only evidence to show that I am important to you."

 "Now you can stop worrying about our relationship. In fact, Elizabeth and I did not know each other at all before."

"Why did two strange people have to spend a vocation together in Bali together?"

"You said you weren't jealous. Then how can you notice this news? Okay, since you care this so much, I can explain it to you now. In a word, I haven't gone to Bali with Elizabeth."

"I did often go to Bali to have a vacation alone. But I did not know Elizabeth at all before. I also knew from the news that she also took the same flight to Bali and lived in the same hotel with me."

"But from the beginning to the end, we hadn't met at all. It's just a coincidence."

Hearing Henson's explanation, Wendy knew the whole story about the rumors. But she still refused to admitted defeated and said, "I'm not jealous at all. This is my last explanation to you about your relationship with her. I just like reading news like others."

"Fine, you are not jealous. But I am jealous of the boy in your school. Even you don't like him, I am still unhappy for his confession to you, so… Should I ruin your face? Anyway, I still want you even if you're not pretty anymore."

Wendy rolled her eyes at him and got up. "I want to eat dinner. I'm starving now."

Henson laughed to called Donald back.

Donald have the table set and prepared dinner for them soon.

"Is Wendy's room ready?"

"Yes, Mr. Charles."

"Miss Evans, we have already cleaned up your room and prepare some clothes in your coatroom according to Mr. Charles's instructions.

"Besides, if you also need anything from your house in Big City, you can give me a list later. I will send someone to fetch them fro you."

"All my deposits and other certificates are in the drawer. They are my most important items. Please bring them to me." said Wendy after thinking for a while.

"You have deposits ?"

"Why? Can't poor people have some money?"

"You have deposits, so you can be seen a real poor man."

"I won't bother to argue with you on that. I need to change my clothes now."

"Okay."

Wendy was about to enter the old room in which she lived before on the first floor.

But Henson said unhurriedly to her, "Your room are now on the second floor."

 "Why?"

"You can have a guess," Henson said as he walked upstairs first.

Wendy followed him upstairs, feeling depressed.

Henson finally stopped before a room next to. He then knocked on the door with a finger and said, "This is your room now."

Wendy pushed the door open and walked inside.

Henson was trying to follow her in, but Wendy turned around and said, "I want to change clothes now."

Henson smiled and replied, "Okay, then, in ten minutes, let's meet at the dinner table. My new neighbor."

Wendy closed the door and smiled. "New neighbor..."

Clothes prepared by Donald were too expensive for Wendy.

She didn't dare to wear them to school in case of unnecessary trouble caused by them.

So during the dinner, she asked Donald to pack up some clothes for her too.

Soon after the dinner, they were all taken here. And Wendy carried them to her room.

Henson followed her in her room. He hugged his arms and said, "You are a really strange woman. The cloakroom is every woman's dream. Aren't you attracted by it at all?"

"No. I just do'n't need that expensive clothes right now." Wendy hung her own clothes one by one in the closet.

"I'm a teacher now. I don't need those fancy clothes to attract young boys."

 "Um, that’s right." Henson smiled.

Wendy rolled her eyes at him. After walking out of the cloakroom, she picked up her passbook and checked it. She was planing to hide it in her graduation certificate.

Henson happened to see the numbers on it. He then became a little surprised.

"You actually have 200,000 dollars now? Wow, your jobs really get you some money."

"I did not earn them all.

Some of them are from my mom. She saved that for my college. The rest are mine. But to me, this is really a huge money."

"Do you need me to make an investment for you with it?"

"No, everyone knows your capitalists are scheming. What if you take my money away, I would like to keep it myself."

Henson was speechless.

Wendy was stupid.

"No matter how vile I might be, I won't pay attention to such a small amount of money of yours. Are you sure you don't need me to make an investment for you? I can guarantee you that, in the entire San Diego, you won't find a man who knows better than me in investment."

"Really?"

"Are you questioning about me or my ability now?"

Wendy also heard that investing was a better way to make money.

She couldn’t afford buy a house as an investment.

And she really didn't know financial investment at all.

So... Wendy looked down at her passbook for a while, then she handed it to Henson. ""This's my whole security.""

"You should rely on me. Not it."

Henson got it with a smile. She began to trust him more now. Very good.

At the next noon, Ken called her.

Wendy could imagine his purpose to call her. 

But it would be useless to hide from the problems.

So she picked up the phone.

"Come to see me in the company at noon."

"Why would I do that?"

"If you don't want me to send people to pull me to here. Then you'd better come here yourself.  After all, you are my daughter. I don't want you to lose face in the school either."

Wendy clenched her fist. But her voice were still calm. "I won't expect a despicable person like you will do any good things anymore. I'm too lazy to go on this useless and boring tug of war with you. Okay, I'll go to see you. I also have something to say to you."lightnoveldaily.com

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