The President’s Five Children

Bonnie felt her heart beating. Was it so obvious?

But given the situation, she couldn’t admit it.

So, Bonnie held her head high and said seriously, “I didn’t mean to drive him away. I just wanted him to see fortune teller Erika soon. After all, he wants to find the right girl.”

After that, Bonnie cupped her cheeks with both hands in frustration and let out a long sigh. “Well, Rupert is almost thirty. If he doesn’t find a girlfriend, wouldn’t he end up being old and alone?”

Bonnie was in a tizz as Sebastian’s face darkened. What was the matter with this man? Didn’t he believe what Bonnie said?

“It’s true. When men are over 30, they are hard to find a girl. Women of the same age think they are too young to date, while the younger age group thinks they’re too old to be energetic. Haven’t you heard that? Apparently, Rupert prefers the younger ones.”

In order to convince Sebastian, Bonnie made up many stories.

In the end, she turned her head and asked Donna next to him. “Is that true?”

Donna nodded undeniably, “Men are better to get married at early ages, or they might keep being alone and perverted.”

Sebastian was one year older than Rupert, and he was still single. Did it mean he was a pervert too?

Sebastian’s face fell, furrowing with rage.

“Shut up, get in the car,” Sebastian commanded.

Bonnie obediently shut up and got into the car. She took out her mobile phone to text Erika in the back seat, telling her to talk to Rupert as what they discussed.

Bonnie was at ease when Erika texted back an “OK” emoji.

Soon, the car arrived outside the restaurant. The waiter came to open the door respectfully, “Mr. and Mrs. Grant, follow me, please.”

“Okay.” Bonnie walked out of the car elegantly, walking in with the kids.

Although her family was poor when she was very young, the table manners needed in fancy restaurants were engraved in her mind. She represented elegance and earned herself more respects from the waiter.

But when they were in the private room, everyone realized that Aliyah was not alone at the dinner tonight. There was a middle-aged man.

Bonnie knew this man. He was Aliyah’s cousin, Charles, an ignorant loser. Charles had all his life relied on Aliyah to support him for many years. The reason why Aliyah was so tolerant of Charles was that many years ago, the Stewart family went to the ancestral temple in the countryside to offer incense, but on the way back, they encountered a mudslide and the car was buried. Only Charles climbed out to tell Aliyah, who was under the stone, that he would find someone to rescue her.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Later, someone came to rescue Aliyah.

It was no exaggeration to say that Charles gave Aliyah second life! Therefore, no matter what Charles did in the future, Aliyah would endure it.

“Hello, my little princess, come here, I’m your uncle.” The instant when Charles saw Joanna walk into the private room, his eyes lit up. But Joanna seemed to be scared and hid behind Bonnie.