Chapter 1285 - 672: Extra Story: She Proposed a Reconciliation Condition_2

Chapter 1285: Chapter 672: Extra Story: She Proposed a Reconciliation Condition_2

Chester Robinson glanced at the secretary who was watching the drama.

The secretary immediately returned to a respectful demeanor, "Boss, I’ll get back to work now."

Chester waved a hand.

After the secretary left, Chester picked up his phone and couldn’t help but dial Alice Robinson’s number again.

However, Alice still refused to answer his call.

Chester dejectedly tossed the phone aside, opened a few unfinished documents on his desk, and tried to bury his worries in work.

Shopping is indeed a woman’s favorite pastime. When Alice returned to the villa with big and small bags, she felt much better.

Since Rachel didn’t come home from kindergarten at noon, Alice was the only one eating in the spacious dining room at lunch.

Although she wasn’t in a good mood, her appetite wasn’t as bad as she imagined.

After dinner, she rubbed her full stomach, sat on the sofa in the living room, and idly turned on the TV.

The news broadcast on the TV was about when she and he moved to New York together, and the footage at the airport showed them looking very affectionate.

She stared blankly at the TV, gradually losing focus.

She missed him.

She was really useless...

He had just moved to sleep at the office last night, and after just one day of not seeing him, she already missed him this much.

But now, was he thinking about her too, or was he thinking about someone else?

Chester came out of the meeting room with a gloomy face, "Not one of them is using their brain to think things through. Everything has to be solved by me, so why am I paying them such high salaries?"

Because there was a problem with the design draft of a construction project, Chester had scolded all the company’s executives mercilessly ten minutes ago.

Ada followed quietly behind Chester, thinking, Miss Robinson, please bring the boss back. If this continues, the boss will go crazy.

Chester threw the file onto the table with a livid expression on his face.

Ada stood to the side, not daring to take a deep breath.

Chester suddenly grabbed the suit jacket on his chair, "Aside from these documents, is there anything else?"

Ada was overjoyed to see Chester about to leave the company and quickly replied respectfully, "No, boss."

Chester walked out of the office coldly.

But just as Chester was about to leave the office, Ada suddenly remembered another business matter and quickly said, "Uh, BOSS."

Chester did not stop walking.

Ada hurried to catch up, "BOSS, Basha Charity Institution called you this morning, inviting you to attend an event tonight..."

"Even this trivial matter bothers me?"

"..." Ada, innocently berated by the boss, muttered softly, "I don’t want to bother you either, but this charity institution had already called Miss Robinson, and Miss Robinson said she would attend, so they called to invite you..."

Chester’s keen ears caught Ada’s muttering, and he suddenly stopped walking, raised an eyebrow, "You mean Alice had already agreed with the charity institution to attend tonight’s charity dinner?"

Ada nodded fearfully.

Chester suddenly smiled, "Immediately reply to Basha, tell them I will accompany Alice and be there on time tonight."

Ada, who had just been innocently scolded, "..."

Villa.

Alice Robinson stood in front of the mirror, matching dresses for tonight’s event.

Rachel sat on the bed, leisurely swinging her legs.

"Rachel, does this one look good?"

"Looks good."

"What about this one?"

"Also looks good."

Alice couldn’t help but turn around, her delicate eyebrows frowning, "Sweetheart, are you sure every single one looks good? This one is obviously ugly."

Rachel mumbled, "Mommy, I’m a child, I don’t know how to judge... If you want to look pretty, you can ask Daddy to help you decide, Daddy has the best taste."

Alice picked another dress to compare in front of the mirror, muttering, "Didn’t I tell you? Your daddy is very busy recently."

"Then will Daddy come back for dinner tonight?"

"No, he won’t."

Rachel immediately slid off the bed.

Alice hurriedly asked, "Hey, where are you going?"

Rachel stood at the door, "I want to call Daddy. How can Daddy be busy with work and not have dinner with Mommy and me?"

Alice glared at her daughter, "You’re not allowed to call your daddy. I said he’s busy."

Rachel sullenly returned to the bedside.

Alice turned around and walked to her daughter, squatted down to look her in the eye, and asked, "Are you upset now?"

Rachel’s innocent little face looked dejected, and she pouted, "I know Daddy and Mommy have been arguing."

"No, you’ve got it wrong, Daddy and Mommy aren’t arguing."

Rachel turned her back, "I don’t believe it... Last night, I heard Daddy tell Aunt Elsa that he would stay out for a few days and asked Aunt Elsa to take good care of us."

"You little rascal, even if Daddy and Mommy quarrel, it’s perfectly normal!"

Rachel pouted even higher, saying unhappily, "Why do you have to argue?"

"Two people living together will surely have friction!"

"But Mommy doesn’t answer Daddy’s calls, and Daddy doesn’t come home, that doesn’t seem like small friction," Rachel insightfully pointed out.

Alice chuckled and hugged her daughter, "Adult matters are beyond your understanding... Don’t worry, Mommy and Daddy will handle our issues, you don’t need to worry, little rascal."

Rachel hugged Alice’s neck, "Mommy, please don’t argue with Daddy for long, okay?"

"Why?"

"Because Daddy is all alone outside, it’s so pitiful, and it’s even raining today!"

Alice was speechless. Was her daughter worried about him suffering outside? She really was the daughter she raised herself. She cared so much for him, but Alice herself didn’t eat much tonight, and her daughter didn’t seem to worry about her?

After getting dressed and ready, Alice prepared to attend the charity dinner.

However, while waiting for the family driver, a car drove up to her side.

It was his Maybach.

In the light rain, his car looked particularly shiny.

He opened the car door, didn’t use an umbrella, and stood in front of her.

Elsa was holding an umbrella for her, and when she saw him, she greeted respectfully, "Mr. Robinson."

Tonight, he was wearing a well-tailored dark suit, with a bow tie, his hairstyle meticulously groomed, looking handsome and striking.