The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 204

Donald was speechless at her praise.

The next moment, Beatrice caught up because she was worried about her daughter. Her face darkened when she saw Ysabel hugging Donald's right arm. “Ysabel, please leave. I have something to say to Donald.”

After eyeing her mother fearfully, Ysabel shook her head.

“Go on,” Donald urged her along.

Obediently, Ysabel released her hold on his arm.

Beatrice sighed inwardly. She clearly values Donald over me.

“Let's find a place to chat,” Beatrice said.

Although she was forty years old, she had taken great care of herself physically. She had neat short hair and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses giving her an intelligent charm. Her skin was fair, and her every move exuded elegance and maturity.

“Okay,” said Donald as he nodded.

Then, he returned to Rivebale Hotel and booked a private room.

“Ysabel is only twenty this year.” Beatrice started the conversation.

“I know,” Donald answered.

“You are a divorcee, and you are currently a security guard. On the other hand, Ysabel will have her postgraduate entrance exam soon. Initially, I wanted her to study arts so that she could be a piano teacher in the future. However, she had chosen to be an architectural designer, which is different from what I envisioned her to be. Her father passed away when she was twelve, and I am the one who raised her to be what she is now. I never remarried because I want Ysabel to grow up in a good

environment.’

Donald stared intently at Beatrice. “Why do you think Ysabel likes to be around me so much? That's because she lacks fatherly love. I’m older than her by seven years. When I first met her, she was seventeen. She was at an age where one's concept about love had just formed. So, I think you don't need to be worried about this. After a few years, her criteria for choosing a partner will change. Also...”

Pausing, a hint of ridicule crept up Donald's face as he continued, “Why do you think I will like her? You don't have the right to question me.” After finishing his sentence, he got up and left, not feeling the need to entertain her any longer.

After Donald left, Beatrice was left stunned for some time. Then, she came to her senses and slammed the table in anger. “How arrogant!”

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