"Did you see that? That's my grandson Larry, she gave birth to Larry for my son!" Gilbert pointed at Larry with a sense of superiority in his look.
Hearing this, Chase followed Gilbert's finger and looked over, but his expression did not change. He said without thinking, "It's okay! Francis studied abroad for several years before and received a lot of western cultures, so he is very open-minded. He doesn't care about this kind of thing at all!"
"..." Gilbert had no more words to refute.
By the time Wendy came back with Larry from the bathroom, Gilbert had already caught a fish but he still looked upset.
On the other hand, Chase, who hadn't yet caught a single fish next to Gilbert, looked happy.
It was almost evening, and the battlefield between Gilbert and Chase was transferred to the dining room in the park.
The waiter served tea, and they were in a private room with a round dining table in the middle. Chase and his grandson Francis sat on one side, while Larry was sitting next to Gilbert. It seemed that they had formed two camps and she was sitting alone in the middle.
Wendy sat up straight and somehow felt a little uneasy.
She picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip, then lowered her eyes, and out of the corner of her eye, she skimmed from Francis, who was staring at her all the time, and Chase, who was also drinking tea, one by one, and finally landed on Gilbert.
Wendy could feel that Gilbert's mood had not been very good ever since he had been fishing.
His originally serious face looked more serious at this time, which was a clear contrast with Chase, who had always been happy.
When she accidentally met Gilbert's eyes, she felt the back of her spine tighten and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She didn't think she pissed him off in any way. Besides, she was here because he had asked her to come...
Gilbert moved his hand away from his grandson's head and suddenly asked her, "Didn't you call Charlie? Why haven't he come yet?"
"Uh..." Wendy was at a loss for words.
An hour ago, she did talk to Charlie on the phone, but it was not she who called him, but he called her after seeing her message. After learning about the situation here, there's no way for Charlie to stay in the company anymore.
Talk of the devil and he was sure to appear. Before Wendy could answer Gilbert, the door of the private room was pushed open.
In addition to the waiter who served the dishes, there was a tall figure behind them. It was Charlie, who they had just mentioned. He was in a black hand-made suit and wore a tight tie. Counting the time, he should have hung up the phone and driven over immediately!
After coming in, Charlie walked straight to Wendy and held her shoulder naturally.
Wendy raised her head and placed her hand gently on the back of his hand.
"Daddy..."
Larry softly called out.
Charlie curled his lips and said hello to Chase and Francis. Then he pulled out a chair and sat next to Wendy
When Gilbert saw the disappointment that flashed across the faces of Chase and Francis, his face suddenly warmed up and he felt much better. He said to the waiter pleasantly, "Please add another set of tableware!"
"Okay, wait a minute!" The waitress replied with a smile.
Wendy once again glanced at the people on the table. She knew that Charlie and Larry were on the same side in such a situation, but she didn't know if it was her hallucination that Gilbert was included in the same team...
When this dinner finally ended, they walked out of the fishing park one after another.
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