My Wife Had My Baby In Secret

Chapter 6 I want this sister

The sugar cube choked in my throat. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Reece a small face immediately red and bloodshot, eyes turned restlessly.

Evan pulls Reece out of the hidden bush and rests him on the ground.

"Cough ......" Reece coughed violently, taking a big breath for a while before swallowing the sugar cube

in his throat.

As soon as he looked up, he met Evan's gloomy, cold face.

Reece put away his childish innocence and hung his head in restraint.

"Father."

Evan, who has never bothered with Reece, has been more of a liability to Reece, and he raised his

eyebrows coldly: "Do you know how much time and energy I've wasted trying to find you?"

Reece's head dropped even lower: "I'm sorry."

"I came to you, not to hear you say you're sorry, why did you sneak out?"

The tall figure stands in front of Reece, who bites his lower lip and does not speak.

"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you're greedy, but no next time."

"......" remains silent.

Evan looked at Reece's downcast look and frowned slightly, tugging at his tie.

He couldn't stand the sight of Reece's head hanging down in a dull manner.

Not at all like his bloodline.

"What are you still standing here for? Don't you know how to get back?"

"I know ......" Reece tightened his little fist, then silently headed in the direction where the Bentley was

parked, and as he got in, he stole another glance in the direction of Sunshine Kindergarten.

He remembered the place and will find the opportunity to come back.

Once in the car, the little one sat in the back car seat in a disciplined manner, maintaining a full

aristocratic air.

Hugh saw that the atmosphere was not very cordial, his eyes turned, took out the tablet and handed it

to the little one.

"young master , Old Barron gave you that villa ready for renovation, here, these are the designers and

good at the style, you see what you like."

Reece picked up the tablet with some boredom, and his eyes glowed when he saw a picture of the

designer.

"Uncle Hugh, are all the designers in here available?" He bent his big eyes with unmistakable

seriousness.

Hugh nods, "Right."

"Then I want this sister!" Reece handed the tablet over, her pink little finger landing on a picture of a

beautiful woman.

Hugh saw the designer's resume on the introduction page and asked Evan for advice: "Master Evan,

the designer appointed by young master seems to be quite young in qualifications ......"

"Do what he wants." Evan indifferently answered, the original villa decoration into what, he did not care

so much, as to train the little one independent thinking ability.

......

At the Neptune Group, when Evelyn was informed that the young master of the Barron family had

appointed her as the chief architect of the villa, a firework exploded in her ears and she wondered if

she had heard it wrong.

"Me?" Her eyes opened round incredulously, "Emmy, don't make me laugh ......"

"Who has the heart to tease you? Here's the contact information of the person in charge of the other

party. Starting tomorrow, you'll be in charge of this project and I'll give you a hand." Supervisor Emmy

Robbin said bashfully, not angry at Evelyn for stealing the lead designer's position.

Evelyn saw that she wasn't joking and stopped pushing back.

She has always been very confident in her design abilities.

But there are also individual staff members who are jealous at heart.

"How many years has she been with Neptune Group before she took the position of the main designer

without saying a word?"

"Maybe young master doesn't know anything and just chose a picture that barely caught the eye in a

pile of photos?"

"Cut, that's also because Evelyn is pretty, otherwise how come young master didn't choose you?"

"Well, we'll see! Who knows if there will be any mistakes in the design, don't ask Ms. Robbin to wipe

her ass again, not to steal the chicken but to lose the rice!"

Evelyn didn't give a damn about the disgruntled chatter among her cynical colleagues.

The Barron family, for one, represents Ansburg's top billionaires.

The design fee for the interior of the villawas definitely not low, and if shecould get it right, she and Mike

wouldn't have to worry about it for the next year.