Chapter 4 Father Of The Child.

Clara was eating when she suddenly remembered something, immediately ran into the bedroom, searched for a piece of paper in the drawer, then handed it to Mandy, saying:

"Have you ever seen this tattoo before?"

He held a piece of paper, inside which was a quite sophisticated tattoo design, though only half-completed, but he was sure it would be beautiful when finished. Mandy looked at her suspiciously and said:

"Clara, do you want to get a tattoo?"

"No, see if anyone in Harborview has this tattoo."

"Clara, you're making this difficult for me. Harborview is crowded and complicated, how am I supposed to know who has this tattoo."

Clara found his point valid. Although in theory, she didn't want to meet that man again, that night still haunted her life. If she couldn't find him one day, she would struggle to open her heart to new love. If it continued like this, Weston would never have a complete family.

"Alright, I'll investigate myself."

"But I see the pattern is very intricate, to get this tattoo you must be highly skilled. And in Harborview, there are only two or three people with such expertise. Do you want their information? I'll find it and give it to you."

"Yes, send me the information."

Mandy obediently nodded, intending to go out to gather intelligence, but then he suddenly stopped, looked at her, and said:

"Clara, could he be Weston's father?"

"Do you think so?"

"I don't know, but if you're looking for him, it must be related to Weston. Everything you've done has been for Ms. Moore or for Weston."

"Smart."

[...]

At lunchtime, Clara was prepared not to meet Raymond here, discussing cooperation with his subordinates would suffice. If Raymond recognized her as Weston's mother, it would be too embarrassing.

Then, the door opened, and a tall man with a very harmonious face entered the room. He was exactly Clara's type, very handsome, and tall as well.

Clara's eyes were glued to the man, and when he saw her, he cleared his throat, knocked on the table, and coldly said:

"Hello, President Lawson, I'm Raymond, your company's partner this time."

Not only Clara was surprised, but even Mandy beside her was gaping. The project wasn't big; Raymond didn't need to personally discuss the cooperation, did he? Why... Why was he here?

Clara smiled and stood in front of him, saying:

"President McDaniel, nice to meet you, I'm Clara, the General Director of the Parks Corporation in Harborview."

"Nice to meet you?"

Raymond's eyebrows furrowed, clearly unhappy. She was puzzled for a moment... Well, nice to meet? Is there something strange?

Seeing Raymond's face becoming more displeased, Clara looked at Mandy for help, whispering:

"Hey, is my face that unlikable?"

Mandy shook her head, then whispered softly:

"Could it be that I accidentally stole his household registration book or the red book of his house? That's not right... It was clearly our first meeting... What have I possibly done to offend his ancestors?"

Don't tell me Clara doesn't understand, even Mandy couldn't figure out why Raymond's attitude was so strange. But then they just chalked it up to "personality." deluding themselves that it was just his character.

She no longer wanted to embarrass herself, directly asking him to sit down, but his face, already unhappy, turned even gloomier. Clara's inner self began to scream.

"Oh my God, please save me, I didn't do anything to him, did I? Why does he look at me so terrifyingly?", followed by an inner scream was a tearless cry, her face showing despair while her heart felt ten times more helpless.

However, what made Raymond unhappy was not that she didn't remember him, but that she dared to whisper back and forth with another man right in front of him. Currently, Raymond was "jealous"! This damn woman is driving me crazy, she completely cleaned me out six years ago, and now she doesn't even remember who I am! After all these years, how could Clara be so heartless? Aaa! Raymond furious!

"That... President McDaniel..."

"What is it."

A sentence of two words, neither more nor less, spoken with an extremely cold tone, filled Clara's heart with tears..: "Huhu, I can't do this anymore, I quit! I can't take this anymore... This man is too scary! He scared the baby to death!"

"About... our cooperation, can we discuss it now?"

"Aren't we discussing it? Go on."

If there were a punching bag here right now, it would be great, Clara really wanted to hit someone. How could this stinky man have such an annoying attitude? He's even worse than little Milu at home, at least Milu listens more obediently. Hmph, I'm angry now, I won't talk anymore.

"Mandy, you say it."

Just mentioning the name of another man made Raymond unhappy, his face, already gloomy, now became slightly more somber than before, his heart also started to churn, constantly scolding her for being heartless and even for being flirtatious.

Mandy, seeing the terrifying look in him eyes, whispered into her ear:

"Clara, you say it... He... He's looking at me with such scary eyes."

Clara was stunned, what on earth was this situation? Clearly, they came here today to discuss a contract, but why does Raymond act as if she stole his household registration book?

And looking at her as if he wanted to devour her alive, what on earth was this ancestor thinking?

"President McDaniel, about the cooperation..."

"I'm hungry now, order some food."

Clara really had to hold back a lot, her inner self began to write, the main content was "I want to resign!". This damned man must be doing this on purpose! Definitely messing with her! She really wanted to hit someone so bad... Wanted to hit someone!

"So... President McDaniel, what would you like to eat?"

"Whatever you like, I'll like that."

"Huh?"

His words left Clara stunned, her eyes wide open as if she couldn't believe her ears. Suddenly, she thought of a highly "embarrassing" possibility – could it be that Raymond knew she was Weston's mother? Did he come here to play her because she had refused him yesterday?

How could this man be so petty? Indeed, not meeting him yesterday was the wisest decision of her life.