Evan Palr still sat casually in the main seat of the living room sofa, his fingers absentmindedly rubbing the rim of the teacup, looking every bit like the master of the house.
Mrs. Carter saw this posture and imdiately felt a rush of anger, her chest heaving slightly as she stepped forward and said coldly, "Who invited you here? You’re not welco."
"Don’t be so fiery."
Evan Palr leisurely raised his eyes, spread his hands, and spoke with a feigned concern,
"I heard you ran into so trouble today, so I specially ca by to check on you and the child."
Though he said this, there was not a hint of worry in his eyes. The couple’s divorce case had been dragging on for years without a result, mainly because the Carter Family’s old lady was protecting Evan Palr, making it impossible for Mrs. Carter to get a smooth divorce.
"Stop pretending to cry for rcy like a cat that cries for a mouse!"
Mrs. Carter rcilessly exposed him, pointing a finger toward the door, her tone firm, "You’ve seen enough, now leave. We don’t need your ’concern’ here."
But Evan Palr acted like he hadn’t heard, his gaze passing over Mrs. Carter, landing on Little Evelyn hiding behind her.
That gaze was as cold as ice, carrying undisguised disdain. He curled his lips and sarcastically said, "Do you think I want to be here? I’m here for the sake of the child. I’ve heard that she knows how to ’ask for help’ at such a young age, such deep thoughts—like mother, like daughter."
The look he gave Little Evelyn was exactly the sa as the one he used to give Sophie Parker, full of contempt.
"Evan Palr!" Mrs. Carter was both anxious and angry, crouching down to cover Little Evelyn’s ears, shielding her granddaughter in her arms, "Shut up! The child is still young, don’t talk nonsense in front of her!"
", talking nonsense?"
Evan Palr let out a mocking laugh, leaning forward slightly, his tone sarcastic, "I ca today to tell you, Evelyn’s education needs to be handled by soone else. A doting mother spoils the child; if you keep indulging her, you’ll ruin her sooner or later!"
He paused, deliberately raising his voice, "I think it would be better to let Rainny White take charge. Look how well-behaved Sebastian Carter turned out under her guidance. So talented in kindergarten, always polite and greeting people. Unlike..."
Saying this, he gave a aningful glance at Little Evelyn, who was being protected by Mrs. Carter, unable to hide the sarcasm in his words.
"I don’t want her! I don’t want that Secretary White!" Little Evelyn poked her head out from Mrs. Carter’s embrace, her small face flushed, tightening her grip on Mrs. Carter’s sleeve, her eyes full of resistance. She hated Rainny White, who always looked at her with disdain, and she didn’t like her at all.
"Did you hear that? Even the child herself doesn’t want it!" Mrs. Carter stood up, angrily glaring at Evan Palr, "You’d better leave now, or I’ll call security to throw you out!"
Evan Palr was about to refute when footsteps suddenly ca from the door, Maria Carter stepped in with her bag, and seeing the tension, her face instantly darkened: "Evan Palr? What are you doing here? Who let you in?"
She had long found Rainny White’s pretentious attitude unpleasant, so she walked over to Mrs. Carter’s side and gave a cold smile to Evan Palr, "You want Rainny White to teach Evelyn? Dream on! What is she, just a secretary climbing up the ranks by having kids, does she really think she’s the mistress of the Carter Family? And her son Sebastian, cut from the sa cloth, obedient on the surface, who knows what he’s scheming behind the scenes!"
Maria Carter patted Little Evelyn’s head, her tone firm, "Evelyn, don’t be afraid, you have your aunt supporting you.
No one else counts! Besides, your mother is an internationally renowned Deity Owen, who is Rainny White to compete with her?"
Talking about Rainny White and her son made Maria Carter angry, still unsure of what her brother was thinking.
"Deity Owen?"
Evan Palr acted as if he had heard a joke, leaning back on the sofa with a hearty laugh, "Is Sophie Parker really Deity Owen?
I bet she’s a fake.
Even if she was, that’s all in the past.
It’s been years, and she hasn’t co up with any new work, the international racing world already buzzes with rumors that Deity Owen’s talent has run dry, and she’s struggling to maintain her standing!
The first legendary master of the racing world is no longer her."
Even now, Evan Palr couldn’t believe that Sophie Parker was Deity Owen.
"You’re talking nonsense!"
Maria Carter’s eyes widened with anger, then she cald down, a confident smile appearing on her lips,
"Just you wait and see! Evelyn’s education isn’t your concern; I’ve already found the most suitable person, Heavenly King!
Not only is he of good character, but he also has a knack for teaching children, he will definitely teach Evelyn to be understanding and outstanding!"
At the ntion of "Heavenly King," Evan Palr, who had been leaning back on the sofa with a smug smile, suddenly looked as if he’d been pricked by a needle, his smile instantly freezing, and his expression visibly darkened.
How could he forget that Maria Carter got into the top rank in her college entrance exams thanks to this teacher, whose connections and reputation in the education world were incomparable to his.
"And my brother has already agreed." Maria Carter emphasized the word "agreed," having rushed back from out of town upon hearing about her mother and niece’s incident, she had already settled the matter with her brother over the phone.
She crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow at Evan Palr, her eyes full of expectation, "Evan Palr, do tell, isn’t a teacher who could produce a top student in literature more than qualified to teach Evelyn? Rainny White isn’t even fit to carry Heavenly King’s shoes, yet you dare to compare her?"
Evan Palr’s face alternated between pale and flushed as he struggled to retort: "He... even if he’s an ace tutor, he only ever taught college students, what does he know about teaching a four-year-old? Besides, Heavenly King is in high demand, do you think you can just invite him as you please? Don’t end up slapping yourself in the face!"
"Matters concerning the Carter Family don’t require your involvent."
Mrs. Carter, who had been silent, spoke with a voice as cold as ice, "Security! Escort Mr. Palr out, and without my permission, he’s not allowed to step foot in Cloud Lake Villa again!"
The security guards imdiately stepped forward, standing on either side of Evan Palr. Filled with anger, unable to confront Mrs. Carter, Evan Palr could only give Maria Carter and her mother a stony glare before leaving Cloud Lake Villa in a huff.
Sitting in the car, Evan Palr was still seething, but his mind drifted back to events from a few years ago.
Of his two sons and two daughters, he was most proud of the Willow Family’s children, but who knew Alia Willow would be so disappointing, not only failing to help him but also causing a lot of trouble. If it weren’t for Sophie Parker, his daughter-in-law, the Willow Family wouldn’t be as prominent as it is today.
At this thought, Evan Palr imdiately made a call to Adam Willow, instructing him to bring Sophie Parker ho for dinner tonight. After all, the couple had been married for years, and it was high ti they had a child.
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