"......"Heloise's eyes widened in shock.What did that mean?She didn't think the woman in his mouth was Harriet and Jane, was she?But she was just a replacement for his deceased sister. How could he have such a desire......Ben, who was sitting in the car, was also shocked when he heard this, and sat in his seat for a while to slow down before he said embarrassedly, "Mr. Wordsworth's taste is really different."He likes psychotics?Well done.At those words, Reginald let out a low laugh, "Do you think I should get her? But if I do, I won't be able to keep taking on her as a substitute for my sis.""Huh?"Ben was a little confused. When had Mr. Wordsworth ever been so indecisive?"......"Heloise perked up her ears to hear Reginald's decision, only to wait and hear nothing.Reginald didn't speak again.That left a breath hanging in the back of her throat, not going up or down.Heloise curled up in the trunk and didn't move.She murmured in her heart.Reginald, please be a human. Don

She had too much barbecue at the snack market, and now she couldn’t have any more.However, it was a good opportunity.After being pushed several times by Jane, Heloise picked up the silver spoon in the way that a child would hold it, and scooped up a huge spoonful from the bowl into her mouth, filling her entire mouth and making her cheeks bulge.She did not swallow it, but chewed it, and the grains of rice fell out of her mouth, onto the table and her clothes.Reginald liked mentally challenged people, didn't he?"......"Ben stood looking on with his face trembling, wanting to grab a tissue and go up to cover her bloody mouth for her.She was quite a pretty girl, but what a shame.Reginald sat across from her, one eye staring at her with interest, his thin lips holding an arc, his fingertips nimbly and handsomely twirling the fork twice, "That's cute.""Pfft..."Heloise didn't strain herself and spewed out a mouthful of rice.Some of the rice grains were even sprayed onto the dinne

Upon hearing Jane’s words, Harriet sighed and put down the soup bowl on the table, "The old master is too ignorant and immature even at his age; He still indulges in hanging out a lot in brothels without caring about business, so that the young master has become so angry. The Wordsworth’s tragedy was not unrelated to him.""That's true. The old master married the bosom friend of the young master's mother as his new wife as soon as the madam passed away, and he drove the teenage miss and the newborn young master to live in Hyacinth Garden without mercy."Jane sat down and picked up the bowl to feed Heloise as she said.Had Reginald's mother passed away?So, his mother and his sister were all no longer alive, weren’t they?Heloise mechanically chewed the rice Jane fed her, thinking of Reginald's childish gestures towards her while they were lying in bed.Every family had its own pain.However, Reginald's family had nothing to do with her. She was now trying to find a way to leave Hyacin

"Young master." The butler squatted down on the ground to put on his shoes for him, and while putting them on, he said stiffly, "Old master asked me to tell you that he promised not to hook whores any more, so please give him another chance and don't deduct his living expenses please."At that, Reginald kicked him to the ground, with a bad face towards him.Ben watched in silence.The butler, well knowing Reginald's unkind temper, quickly stood up and retreated to the side, lowering his head, not daring to say anything.When he was working in this mansion, he was disappointed at himself having to deal with the old and the young master. After all, he was forced to convey what the old master said.Reginald stood there, a pair of eyes turned a little grayer from anger, looking at him grimly and coldly, almost gritting his teeth, "You tell him: it was my mother who established the Wordsworth's, and if he dares to lead another woman back here again, I'll personally castrate him! ""Yes, ye

Grace sat on the couch, looking at the pair of father and daughter, her face pale as a sheet, and she said weakly, "Brady, Coral, don't you think it's Heloise's spirit that's haunting us? We're holding a ritual at home. How did we suddenly draw on so much media? It was impossible we had leaked the news out ourselves. Why don't we give some underworld currency to Heloise and ask her to spare us?""We are not going to give any underworld currency to her, unless over my dead body."Coral was getting annoyed and couldn't help but give her mother a blank look when she heard this."Alright, now it is not the time to talk about this, it's time about how to solve the problems."Brady sat there, his finger wearing a big ring tapping on the armrest of the sofa.After thinking about it, he looked at Coral with a grave face, "Coral, now it has to be up to you, your image has always been pleasant before. I'll give you a press conference. Go and cry in front of the public that this is really just a