A family…
Cecilia's heart suddenly shivered, her eyes were complicated, and she was in a trance for a while.
"Come on, let's go home."
Sean Mason took Cecilia away and walked to the lobby door, leaving a word without looking back, "If you don't like it, come to me. Anyone who touches my wife and daughter will die."
Loud and deafening!
The atmosphere in the hotel lobby was extremely subdued. Sean Mason ruined the dinner party. Seeing the situation, the guests took their leave.
They spread out like birds and beasts.
Soon there were only Carter Moore, Dylan Moore, Isaac Moore, and Lucas Moore in the lobby.
"Dad, this is…"
Dylan Moore's face looked furious.
"Losers!"
Carter Moore took up the crutch and slapped Dylan Moore several times, swearing as she did so, "You guys did this! This is the man you got. Hum, you're inviting the Wolf into your house, you're asking for it!"
Carter Moore usually treasured his reputation, and now he was disgraced!
"Dad, don't worry."
Dylan Moore said quickly, "He's a rough guy with a rough disposition, which is consistent with our findings. We just didn't expect him to be so savage. Like a mad dog, he bites everyone he sees."
"Cecilia brought him home with her as a ticking time bomb. If it goes off, it will be the end of them."
That was what Dylan Moore would love to see.
"He was defending Cecilia. Didn't you see that?" Carter Moore said angrily.
"It was all an illusion."
Dylan Moore said with confidence, "Men, when they try to play the game, they just want to get into a woman's bed. Dad, don't forget he's a rapist out of prison. When the time comes, if Cecilia doesn't want to, can he stand it?"
"That's true…"
Carter Moore thought about it and snorted, "As for the company, several large orders in Cecilia's hand are very important. Hurry up and contact the customer as soon as possible to sign the contract."
"Okay!"
Dylan Moore was thrilled.
Carter Moore didn't say it explicitly, but any fool could tell that telling them to reach out to Cecilia's clients was an attempt to cut Cecilia short. Wouldn't it be easy to kick Cecilia out of the Moore Group, or even the Moore Family, once she lost her clients?
It seems that today's drama had only deepened Carter Moore's hatred of Cecilia and made him more determined to kick Cecilia out of the company!
After Carter Moore left.
Isaac Moore said coldly, "That violent man Mason really got the prize. Cecilia's body and looks are among the top three in Hilshire. If she wasn't my cousin, I'd sleep with her."
"Me, too."
Said the tearful Lucas Moore. "When I grow up, I'm gonna sleep with that bastard Phyllis, too!"
"Shut up!"
Dylan Moore scowled, "You worthless creatures. Your grandfather's not dead yet. He values his reputation more than his life, so if you have any thoughts, hold them!"
The implication was that when the Old Mr. Moore died, they could do whatever they wanted?
Isaac Moore was so pleased, he couldn't wait to say, "I have already prepared the contact information of those major clients. Without further delay, I will call them right now and discuss signing a contract with them to replace Cecilia."
"Smart boy."
Dylan Moore nodded and felt relieved…
…
While at the same time.
Sean Mason had returned home with Cecilia.
Garden Community.
It had a house age of 25 years. It was the same house where Matthew Moore and Marcia were married, and it looked a little shabby now. It looked out of place next to the new upscale neighborhood.
A house with two bedrooms and one living room was only eighty square meters.
"Uncle, this is my home."
As soon as they walked in, Phyllis pulled Sean Mason around and introduced him, "This is the kitchen, this is the toilet, this is the room of grandma and grandpa. And here. This is my room with mom. Those are the toys mom bought for me…"
The little girl looked excited.
Cecilia had mixed feelings when she saw it.
She was touched that Sean Mason stood up for her at the risk of offending the Moore family. But touching was not love. Was she really going to resign herself to being Sean Mason's wife?
To be honest, she was reluctant.
But what else could she do? If she forced Sean Mason to leave at this point, he would surely face retaliation from the Moore family. How could Sean Mason bear the wrath of the Moore family alone?
She couldn't bear it!
Cecilia was in a state of confusion when Phyllis's voice came down from the bedroom, "Uncle, you really won't bully my mother and insist on being my father, will you?"
"No, I won't." Sean Mason said with a smile.
"So… Is it okay for you to sleep on the floor at night? Grandma said that besides me, only my father could sleep with my mother."
"Okay!"
"Then let's give it a high five."
Phyllis said happily, "High five…"
The voice was small and weak, but in Cecilia's ear, it was like a gentle little hand, plucking the most sensitive string in her heart. Before she knew it, she was in tears.
"Cecilia, why are you crying?"
Marcia wheeled Matthew Moore through the door and saw Cecilia in tears. Her face suddenly changed and she said angrily, "Did that violent guy bully you and Phyllis?"
The thought of Sean Mason's criminal record chilled Marcia's heart.
"No."
Cecilia reached over to dry her tears and forced a smile, "He and Phyllis get along very well, and she doesn't seem to hate him."
"That's no good either!"
Marcia said with concern, "After all, he is a …"
Rapist, she didn't dare say it.
Along the way, Marcia worried that since Sean Mason and Cecilia were now engaged and living together, what if he forced Cecilia to do that thing?
"Mom, he is my husband now, and as long as he's being nice to Phyllis with all his heart, I… I'm fine."
"But…"
"I'm going to cook for dinner."
Cecilia turned to leave when her cell phone rang.
"Are you home by now, cousin?"
It was Isaac Moore, speaking in a strange voice, "As a newlywed, your husband is so strong and looks like a tiger, isn't he in a hurry to do something with you?"
His voice was full of sarcasm!