I stopped and looked at Evan seriously. "Your boss really doesn't remember anything?"
Evan knew that I was suspicious of him, so he quickly tried to prove his innocence. He bowed his head and said, "No, he really doesn't. Mrs. Reid, I have only explained the basic situation of things to him in the past two days. Nothing more."
After Aaron moved in, Evan knew that I was pretending to have amnesia. He was respectful to be just as before, and didn't seem to be lying.
It seems I wouldn't be getting anything out of him.
I sighed as I walked inside. I cursed at Hendrix in my mind, "That cunning fox!"
When I entered through the door, I didn't see Aaron around. Hendrix was standing next to the sofa in the living room, patiently listening to the conversation between the children.
Every day, Wynn would learn about the economic activities of various countries through his tablet. There would be professional lecturers who would teach him about this online. When Hendrix wasn't around, he would secretly use the computer to do this. This made him particularly keen on this subject.
I've seen it several times before. When Wynn was in class, he would split the screen in half, with the lecturer's class on top and a programming window below. He didn't pay any attention to me when he was doing this.
But women were all the same. They had the habit of competing for attention. Aurelia and Wynn were twins, so she just kept clinging on to her brother.
Wynn was concentrating deeply while Aurelia was hugging her doll, looking quite bored. She couldn't sit still, so she began to fidget, "Brother, how much longer will it take for you to play with me?"
"Brother, can we buy some new clothes for my doll?"
"Brother, why are you ignoring me?"
Wynn replied gently, "Just wait a little longer."
Aurelia looked unhappy when she heard that. She propped her chubby little hands on top of her head and pouted.
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