Queen Revenge

Walker Richter’s offhanded comment left me reeling for a long time.

Pressing his hand against his chest, he could clearly feel the strength of his heart beating.

I’m being Walker Richterized into the ranks of his women.

I don’t know how many people in the North Side want to be Walker Richter’s woman.

“Why don’t you talk again?” Walker Richter’s voice was low, “Something wrong this late?”

I quickly snapped back to my senses, my brain spinning, and made an excuse, “I’ve read all the information you gave me.”

I can’t say that I suddenly remembered him and then my hand was not under the control of my brain to make the call.

The words were followed by a muted tone on Walker Richter’s end, “Uh-huh.”

After that I heard a doorbell ringing, I thought he should be busy with something and was about to say hang up when a woman’s clear voice came from the other end of the cell phone, “Riri, my back is a little itchy, help me look at it.”

It was an unfamiliar voice, but judging from the name alone, the two people had an extraordinary relationship.

I should have known that Walker Richter would not be short of women wherever he went, and as a man with normal biological needs, there is no one who can hold his hand when a woman throws herself at him on the outside.

Without waiting for another voice from Walker Richter’s side, I hung up the phone.

He didn’t call again either, looking out into the endless blackness of the night, a sense of loss bubbled up in his heart, and despite the tranquilizing flowers Sunny had prepared, he still lost sleep this night.

It was almost dawn before I slept for a while, and I even had a bizarre dream about Walker Richter rolling around with another woman, passionate, explosive, and hearty as hell.

When I woke up, I sat on my bed and fumed for a while, knocking my head and smiling helplessly before getting up and washing up.

Today, Saturday, instead of going to the office, I had a date with Fiona Croix to see a painting show.

Just getting changed and ready to go out, Mr. Richter’s mother and Fin Wilson suddenly arrived.

I asked Kelly Zex to make tea and serve it.

After the sweetheart one, Mr. Richter’s mother and Fin Wilson suddenly came, there must be something wrong, the old lady didn’t say it clearly, I wouldn’t ask, smiling, I handed the tea to the old lady, “Grandma, are you feeling better?”

I haven’t been to the old mansion these days, yet I know that the old lady has long been discharged from the hospital.

“Uh-huh.” Mr. Richter’s mother looked serious and gave Fin Wilson a dark wink.

Fin Wilson immediately asked me, “Is sweetheart awake yet?”

“Not yet.”

“I’ll go upstairs then.”

With that, Fin Wilson went upstairs, the nursery she knew by heart, and headed directly in the direction of the baby’s room.

Fin Wilson and the old lady this stance makes my heart drumming, very uneasy, got up and said, “Grandma, I’ll also go and take a look, sweetheart this girl has been making a lot of noise lately, in case she wakes up, I’m afraid that mom won’t be able to cope with it.”

“Isn’t there a babysitter here, sit down and talk to Grandma.”

Mr. Richter’s mother apparently didn’t want me to go upstairs.

This reinforces my suspicions, but I don’t know exactly what Fin Wilson will do to sweetheart.

I looked upstairs and had no choice but to sit down.

I saw Sunny taking fresh flowers and getting ready to go upstairs to change them, I gave Sunny a wink, hoping she’d understand what I meant.

Mr. Richter’s mother narrowed her eyes slightly and said, “Bella, it’s been a year and a half since you married into the the Richter family, grandma is step by step watching you and Walker not get along with each other to the couple’s harmony, it’s strange to say that, how did Walker suddenly open up his mind and know how to cherish you. ”

Mr. Richter’s mother Although she is old, those eyes are sharp as a tack, so you can imagine how the old lady was a thunderous person in her youth.

I tugged at the corner of my mouth and smiled lightly, “I don’t know.”

Though chatting with Mr. Richter’s mother, my mind was always upstairs and my ears were always listening to the movement upstairs.

Suddenly, sweetheart’s cries came from upstairs, tearing my heart out, I reflexively clenched my hand, wanting to go upstairs to take a look, Mr. Richter’s mother pulled my hand and said with a smile, “Grandma will be relieved when you are in harmony as husband and wife, if you could add another son or daughter, that would be even better.”

Mr. Richter’s mother still suspected the birth of sweetheart, but now she asked me to have another one, which is a puzzling intention.

I pushed down the urge to go upstairs and check it out and smiled, “Having a baby is a two-person thing, and if Walker’s okay with it, I’d be happy to give SWEETHEART a brother or sister.”

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Mr. Richter’s mother looked at me with a deep smile and patted the back of my hand, “That’s good.”

As we were talking, the crying upstairs gradually stopped, and then there were footsteps, and it was Fin Wilson coming downstairs.

“I haven’t seen you for a few days, sweetheart this girl’s appearance has changed a little bit more, this little kid is really different from one day to the next.”

Did the mold change, did it become unlike Walker Richter?

That’s a profound statement from Fin Wilson.

Ever since I realized that sweetheart is not Walker Richter’s daughter, maybe it’s a psychological thing, I myself look at sweetheart not so much like Walker Richter, but more like Ulysses Will.

Mr. Richter’s mother laughed and said, “Sweetheart is going to grow up to be just as beautiful as her mother.”

I also smiled and deliberately said, “Walker’s genes are so good, sweetheart’s eyebrows look like Walker’s, so she’s naturally pretty when she grows up.”

As soon as my words came out, Mr. Richter’s mother and Fin Wilson’s gazes both looked over, and then Mr. Richter’s mother smiled with a not-so-natural look on her face and said, “The genes of the Richter family are all good.”

I heard the chord and made no further comment.

Mr. Richter’s mother added as she left, “When you and Walker have another child, preferably a boy, then the ten percent Grandma promised you earlier will be given to you as a couple.”

That ten percent share was originally Mr. Richter’s mother’s ace in the hole for Bella Hill, but now it’s changed.

If you don’t have a boy, the ten percent is null and void.

Even if a boy does turn out to be born, the shares belong to Bella Hill and Walker Richter jointly.

Mr. Richter’s mother is a calculating and far-reaching one.

In her mind, she no longer trusts Bella Hill.

After Mr. Richter’s mother and Fin Wilson left, I immediately went upstairs, sweetheart was holding a bottle and was drinking milk, there was no sign of abuse on her body, so it seems that I thought too much.

And yeah, the Richter family shouldn’t be able to do something like hurt a little kid under a year old.

I called Sunny aside and asked her what Fin Wilson had just done in the nursery.

Sunny’s words made my heart sink.

She said, “I saw Auntie Lau pull a fistful of SWEETHEART’s hair.”

Hair?

Fin Wilson took sweetheart’s hair for what else but a paternity test.

The old mansion side was really uneasy about SWEETHEART’s identity and wanted to verify it again.

And once the results are in, I’m afraid sweetheart and I will be swept off our feet by then, even with Walker Richter protecting us.

I’m fine with that, but sweetheart …

I told Sunny to keep this quiet.

The results of the appraisal won’t be out for a few days at any rate, so I’ll have to take a few days to think of a plan to deal with it.

It’s also something that can’t be told to Ulysses Will, or with his temper, he’ll take sweetheart away immediately and things will get even worse.

While I was having a headache, Walker Richter’s phone call suddenly came through.