Chapter 259: Chapter 255: You’re just a freeloader too, who’s more noble than whom!?
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Roy Lewis was helping out in the kitchen, and to be honest, Richelle Dunn was a bit uneasy.
But she also knew Roy’s temperant. As long as he wanted to, no matter how you refused, he could always wear you down calmly and persistently.
So, she simply didn’t talk, letting him busy himself on the side. Occasionally, he would probe her with a few questions. If she wanted to respond, she would casually brush it off, and if not, she would remain silent. Until Roy asked her, “Do you rember anything about your parents?” Hearing this, Richelle guessed that he might have had soone look into so old matters.
Since it involved her parents and old enemies, she temporarily set aside her personal “grievance” with him and replied seriously.
“When they died, I was too young. I only rember so things about them spending ti with , but as for their interactions or career, I know nothing.” Roy had no intention of hiding it from her. It was mainly because it wouldn’t be easy to keep it from her anyway, so it was better to be forthright and frank, to avoid any potential misunderstandings later on.
His current identity as an outsider couldn’t afford too many misunderstandings.
“I had soone look into their past, you don’t mind, do you?”
Richelle, of course, didn’t mind. She had even specifically asked Hugo Camrey to look into it before, but after all the ti that had passed, there wasn’t much useful information.
“Well, thank you!”
Richelle was very polite, keeping things separate.
Roy, who had been suddenly treated as an outsider by her, was a little unused to it. He was silent for a mont before replying.
“They are the grandparents of the children, and I should do my best to find the truth for them and seek justice that is owed.
Implicitly, he was saying that he would be involved in dealing with the Dunns. Richelle didn’t expect his approach to appeasing her was so unconventional, not relying on roses, sweet words, but doing practical things to win her favor, indeed, the man she had her eye on was different from those frivolous n who only knew how to sweet talk!
Richelle felt comforted and her tone ward up a little.
“I thank you on behalf of the three children!”
Her words were still reserved and polite, but Roy could sense sothing
different.
“You’re welco! I’ll let you know if there’s any progress.”
He said, placing the three cups of milk into the microwave, “How many minutes should I heat it?”
“Three minutes.”
Roy set the tir and turned to Richelle.
“Last ti you said the children had no clothes for the change of seasons, so I had soone pick a few sets each and brought them over. You can see if it’s suitable. If not enough, I can have more sent over.”
As a father, Roy wished he could bring all the best things to his three little darlings.
However, considering Richelie’s relatively frugal consumption habits, he restrained himself from being too extravagant.
Richelle responded with a nod and did not object.
“As long as they like it, a few sets should be enough. They grow fast and will outgrow them soon.”
Indeed, Roy understood Richelle. As long as the issue was not about him and her, but about the children or her parents, she would have a response. What Roy wanted to know most now was whether Richelle would naturally stay in Kindur after the children’s exposure.
However, this question was too sensitive, and their relationship was still delicate, so it was not the right ti to ask.
Besides, Roy had already made plans. If Richelle insisted on staying in South Asia, he could also shift his life and work focus here.
After all, as she had said, in the internet age, one can command thousands of troops from anywhere.
Richelle was unaware that Roy had already made several future plans, which revolved around her and the children, and these plans would adapt to her, making random changes as needed.
“Mr. Lewis, please bring the stuffed buns and dumplings out for the children’s breakfast.”
Roy Lewis did as he was told, and as he carried the dumplings in his left hand and the buns in his right to the dining room, Nathan Caroule, who was in the living room, caught sight of him and let out a surprised “Wow”.
“Timmy, am I seeing things, or is that really Master Lewis? Timmy rolled his eyes at him, “He’s Master Lewis at the company, but at ho, he’s our dad. Mom works so hard in the kitchen, so what’s wrong with him carrying the buns and dumplings? Is it really beneath him?” Nathan Caroule looked at his little master as if he were a strange creature, then bent down and pinched his cheeks.
“Timmy, you’ve changed, your heart is only with Dr. Dunn and not your dad anymore.”
Timmy disdainfully slapped his hand away, “Nonsense, without my mom, where would I be? Of course, I’m more on mom’s side!”
Tifanny also chid in, asking Nathan Caroule, “Uncle Caroule, don’t you favor your own mom more too?”
Nathan Caroule being an orphan was unknown to Tifanny and Timothy, but Timmy knew about it. However, it was too late for him to stop his siblings from saying it.
Before he could comfort Nathan Caroule, Nathan already laughed and nodded.
“Seems like it!”
Although Nathan Caroule grew up in an orphanage, Kennedy Green’s couple and their family had given him a lot of care and attention. In his heart, he had already attached the roles of parents to them.
So, naturally, Maggie Mitchell’s image appeared in his mind.
Fearing that his siblings might accidentally dig up so sad mories of Uncle Caroule, Timmy heard his father calling them to wash their hands and hurriedly ran away with Tifanny and Timothy in tow.
Nathan Caroule had ntioned wanting to eat at Richelle Dunn’s house several tis before, but each ti, he was turned down by Roy Lewis.
This ti, he finally got to taste the addictive breakfast relished by both Master Lewis and the little master, and couldn’t help but exclaim. “Mmm… It’s really delicious! Dr. Dunn, can I co to your house for als from now on?”
Roy Lewis was the first to reply, “If you do the things I asked you to do last night well, we can discuss that.
Nathan Caroule glared at him, “Master, I’m mooching off Dr. Dunn’s house, not yours. Besides, you’re mooching too, so who’s more noble here?!
Nathan Caroule had been speaking his mind these last two days as if he had eaten a leopard’s gallbladder.
Roy Lewis, feeling his sore spot poked, glanced at him coldly and said.
“I may not be more noble than you, but I have the power to deduct your salary.” Nathan Caroule had grown rather arrogant now. Before, he could only cozy up to Master Lewis.
Now, he could also cozy up to the little master, the little lady, and Dr. Dunn too.
-Go ahead and deduct! From now on, I’m hanging out with Dr. Dunn, the little master, and the little lady! I won’t starve, I promise!” Timothy and Tifanny had beco quite familiar with Nathan Caroule after spending a day or two getting acquainted. Hearing him say that, they playfully teased him.
-Uncle Caroule, mooching isn’t allowed. Our mom works hard to support us!” Tifanny chid in, “That’s right. It’s okay to mooch for a few als, but if it’s long-term, you have to pay for the food!” Nathan Caroule hurriedly said, “Just food expenses? I’ll pay!” As he said this, he looked mockingly at Roy Lewis.
“Master, you’ve been mooching for free before, haven’t you?” Surprisingly, Roy Lewis didn’t deny it and nodded.
“Yes, I’ll turn in the childcare expenses and food expenses later.” Before he always heard Timothy and Tifanny talk about how hard their mom worked to make money, and how Richelle Dunn lived frugally. He even misunderstood that she was using the money she earned to subsidize her “ex-husband”.
Now that he knew the truth, he could guess that most of the money Richelle Dunn earned was probably used to buy Dunn Group stocks.
With this thought, he felt even more obliged to make up for the children’s maintenance fees over the past few years.
Roy Lewis secretly thought of ways to stuff as much money as possible into her hands, forgetting that just a couple of days ago, Richelle Dunn had taken five hundred million (US$ 68,340,550) from him!
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