NovelEnglishMy Dad Please C393 Chapter 393 The two "golden girls", Jessica and Trish, were left speechless.
They didn't dare to say a word in response.
At that moment, the villa's door creaked open. Samuel's handsome, refined figure appeared in the doorway.
Edith's face lit up with relief. "Mr. Samuel, hello! We're so glad to finally see you." Samuel stood at the door, looking at them with aslight frown. "Mrs. Edith, what's going on here?" Jessica noticed that Samuel seemed to be in a good mood, and she couldn't help but suspect that he had deliberately made them wait out in the cold drizzle for almost half an hour. She had a strong feeling that he had been inside, probably watching them struggle from the window, maybe even enjoying their discomfort.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEdith quickly explained, "Mr. Samuel, we've been swindled by that fake Dr. Ceylan. He took all our money, and now we're desperate. We have nowhere else to turn but to ask for your help." "The last twe met, you said you knew Dr. Ceylan very well. Is that true?" Trish added.
Samuel smiled, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "I told you before that you'd been tricked. Dr. Ceylan is a woman, not a man. And yes, I know her very well." Jessica's eyes lit up with hope. "Can you help us? Please, help us find the fake Dr. Ceylan and recover our lost money?" Samuel looked at the Crone family, amused by their desperate expressions. He had been standing upstairs earlier, watching them struggle in the cold. Now, seeing the way they were looking at him, he smiled and said, "Beggingwon't do any good. You'll need to go ask someone else for help." "Who?" Trish asked, confused.
Samuel answered, "Wendy." What? Not Wendy again! Cyril had told them to go find Wendy, and now Samuel was telling them the sthing. What was going on? "Mr. Samuel, please don't joke around! This isn't funny. Wendy can't help us." Samuel raised an eyebrow. "I've said what I needed to say. Whether you listen or not is up to you." With that, he turned and walked back inside.
"Mr. Samuel...
Jessica started to speak, but before she could finish, the maid slammed the door shut with a loud bang They were left standing outside, once again shut out.
Edith, bewildered, asked, "Why would both Professor Lincoln and Mr. Samuel tell us to go find Wendy?" "Don't let them fool you! They're probably just making fun of us. We're not going to beg Wendy for help!" Lilian quickly said.
Lilian didn't want to go to Wendy, and neither did anyone else.
Edith, Jessica, and Trish had always looked down on Wendy treating her like she was beneath them. Now they were expected to swallow their pride, go to Wendy, and begher for help? It felt impossible.
Chapter 393
"If neither Professor Lincoln nor Mr.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSamuel can help us, what should we da?" ?" Edith asked, her voice tinged with desperation. The group fell silent. None of them knew what to do.
"It's getting dark. Are we really going on the street tonight?" Edith asked anxiously.
This entire scene played out before Samuel, who stood on the om cond-floor balcony, watching them.
He pulled out his phone, snapped a photo with a soft click, and sent it to Wendy. After the photo was sent, Samuel dialed Wendy's number.
The phone rang once, then was picked up. Wendy's clear, melodious voice cthrough the receiver. "Hey."
Samuel smiled slightly. "Did you see the photo I sent you? The Cronem family is arguing among themselves. They're about to spend the night on the streets." Wendy, who was at Royale Residences, had taken the day off and was currently arranging flowers in a vase.
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