solarly

"Giggle……"

Helen's silver bell-like laughter spilled into the car, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"Wendell, did you see the expression on Lacia's family's face? Giggle…… I've long been uncomfortable with their condescending looks before, so today I can say that I've taken a breath of anger." Helen was so full of laughter that if she wasn't driving a car, I'm afraid she would have started dancing with her hands.

Indeed!

From the time she first met Lacia in front of Helen's house, both Varam and his wife, and that director's son, Terry, had a high and mighty way of doing things from their bones, the kind of self-important look that made Helen really hold her breath.

However, since she knew Wendell's identity, looking at that Lacia and Varam's trembling appearance, Helen was really secretly pleased.

Especially when it came to pouring wine, Wendell, as a junior, poured wine for Boris and Varam, and Boris accepted it as a matter of course, but Varam, however, was so frightened that he stood up in a panic, said straight out of his mouth that he didn't dare to, and at once snatched the bottle away from Wendell's hand, and actually poured wine for Wendell in turn.

Lacia's mouth was full of flattering and fleshy compliments, as if Wendell had really become the best young man in the world, causing goose bumps all over Helen's body, and she even wondered if she had really landed a golden tortoise son-in-law.

Pemo Taelem, however, looked at Wendell with secret affection from time to time, and she knew without thinking that she could not wait to replace Helen in her heart and succeed in entering Wendell's sight, which made Helen laugh in shame.

This family's doings were really a great pleasure, making Helen still in a state of excitement until now.

"You child, what are you talking about!" Helen mother rebuked her daughter, "No matter how excessive they are, they are still your elders, how can you call them by their names? There are no rules at all!"

Helen spat out her tongue, cute as can be.

Wendell sat on the pa_senger seat with a faint smile on his face and secretly nodded in his heart. Although Boris and his wife were businessmen, they did not have the mercenary kind of treacherous businessmen in them, instead they attached great importance to the education of their children, and in this, they did very little, which could be seen from Helen.

"Helen Wendell ah, although your aunt and I have agreed to you and Len len dating, but, you can not bully her, otherwise, no matter what your status is, I am not finished with you, remember?" What Boris was more concerned about was still his daughter's happiness.

Wendell nodded solemnly, "Uncle father, don't worry, I definitely won't let Helen suffer half an inch of aggravation!"

"Mm, I'm relieved about that." Boris nodded his head slightly in satisfaction.

20 minutes or so later, they returned to Helen's home. Perhaps because he was too happy, Boris drank a few more gla_ses, and after returning home, he and Wendell didn't say a few words before the alcoholic feelings came up.

Amidst Helen's mother's complaints, Boris smilingly took a shower and went to his bedroom to rest.

And at this time, Depom also called again: "Senior, it's finished over there, right?…… I'm at a clubhouse not far from the hotel where you ate, call me when you arrive."

Wendell couldn't help but feel a little strange, Depom really seemed to have something for him today, and didn't just want to introduce Dancan Felsh to him, otherwise, he wouldn't have called twice in just a while.

"What, going out?" Helen looked at Wendell frothing with his phone and couldn't help but ask in a soft voice.

Wendell nodded and took a look around and found that both Boris and his wife had already gone upstairs to rest, so he instantly got hot in his heart and wrapped Helen in his arms, rubBilia his big hands on those soft and elastic buttocks.

"Oooh!" Helen suddenly subconsciously moaned`, then she reacted, this is still at home, she suddenly blushed red with shame and whispered, "Little rascal, my mother is still awake!"

Wendell also reacted, fondly letting go of his hand and couldn't help but sniff under his nose, again causing Helen to roll her eyes.

"Helen, come with me, it's my second brother calling, seems to be something." Wendell gave a heated smile and explained, then whispered, "I've been drinking, I'm not good at driving, only you can drive me!"

Helen gave him a white look and said in a delicate voice, "Little rascal, don't think I don't know what you have in mind, take a taxi yourself, I want to stay home with my mother today."

Wendell had come to pay a visit to his parents for the first time, and Helen knew that her mother would definitely have something to say to her, so it was naturally not suitable to go out at this time. Moreover, the kind of strange look that came out of Wendell's eyes, she naturally saw it, and although she also had some impulses in her heart, she eventually calmed down.

Wendell heatedly smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't go, but……"

Helen gave him a flirtatious look and could only jerk forward and kissed Wendell on the face with her red lips, charmingly saying, "That's okay, right? Little rascal, all day long you don't want anything good!"

Wendell laughed heatedly, "That's not because you're too charming?"

"Hurry up and go, don't make them wait!" Helen tenderly tidied up Wendell's clothes and gave him another kiss on the cheek.

Wendell was greatly satisfied, and his heart was even hotter. If he wasn't in Helen's house right now, he was afraid that he really wouldn't be able to resist.

When Helen was dropped off at the door, Wendell let her go back. There weren't many taxis in the villa area, but Wendell was still lucky enough to get a car just after he left the villa gate and went straight to the location Depom said.

The 4 Seas Club, this was the location that Depom had agreed upon.

When Wendell arrived, there was already a man in a suit waiting at the entrance of the clubhouse, and when he saw Wendell, this man immediately went up and asked, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Silva?"

Wendell nodded slightly, "It's me."

"Please follow me!" The man led Wendell straight up to the first floor and came to the door of a private room, "Mr. Silva and his friend are waiting for you."

"Many thanks." Wendell smiled faintly.

When he entered the box, Depom immediately smiled and said, "Third son, here you are."

Dancan Felsh was also there and he smiled faintly towards Wendell as a greeting.

Wendell wasn't polite, he sat down directly next to Depom and asked straight to the point: "Second brother, what is the matter with calling me here in such a hurry? If it's just a casual conversation, I'll leave, there's a wife waiting at home!"

"You brat!" Depom laughed and said, "Drink first, we'll talk while we drink."

Wendell gave him a puzzled look and finally nodded, no matter what Depom was going to say, he believed that things should not be bad for him, otherwise, Depom would never bring himself into this.

Besides, Dancan Felsh had given Helen a sports car right out of the gate, so just because of this face, Wendell had to stay and listen to what exactly they were looking for from him.

The table was already full of dishes, only that Wendell had already eaten before, and now he simply ate a few bites of the next dishes before lifting his gla_s and having a few drinks with Depom and Dancan Felsh.

"Senior, actually, I called you here because there's something I need your help with." After a few gla_ses of wine, Depom finally started to talk about the main topic.

Wendell put down his gla_s of wine and listened quietly. He was puzzled in his mind, with Depom's energy in Granola, how should he be the one to seek his business, what could he have to do now that he was looking for him?

Depom said, "Before we talk about things, I still have a question that I want to ask you to confirm."

Wendell couldn't help but shake his head and smile, "Second brother, when did you become such a mother-in-law too? This is not like you!"

"Brat, how are you talking to me!" Depom cursed with a laugh and then asked, "Third son, I heard from Little Uncle earlier that you seem to have good fighting skills?"

"Sort of know a bit of fighting!" Wendell was slightly stunned and then nodded, "Second brother, just say what you have to say."

"It's like this." Depom lifted his gla_s of wine and took a sip before saying, "This is Dancan Felsh, you guys already know each other. However, the introduction was not too clear before because there were outsiders around."

He paused and continued, "Dancan Felsh and I are hairy kids, we used to live in the same compound when we were in Gramboya, and we have a very iron relationship."

Wendell nodded slightly and did not interrupt.

"But then, something happened to Dancan Felsh's family, so he later left the compound and made his way down over the years, before he created a career." Depom said, "He came to Granola this time, actually to attend a party."

"A party?" Wendell was even more puzzled, what did this have to do with himself?

"Let me tell you this, this party was actually also initiated by a guy in the compound at the beginning, saying that those people who grew up together in the past, get together together, a sort of gathering in this small circle." Depom said, "On the surface it looks like this is nothing, however, this initiator, and Dancan Felsh a little bit of trouble, well…… not only with him, with our family also a little bit of trouble. Moreover, he should be upset to initiate this party."

"You want to make trouble at the party?" Wendell asked.

"Brat, is your second brother that unpleasant?" Depom cried and laughed, he couldn't help but wonder, is this the image he has in Senior's mind?

"Then are you planning to……?" Wendell asked suspiciously.

"Whatever that promoter intends to do, we are not afraid of him, but there is one thing, he is from the army, and he is from the special forces!" Depom said: He can use martial arts? It can't be? Aren't all gatherings svelte?" Wendell asked in amazement.

"Hey, what do people in this circle compare when they gather? Power is naturally not compared, that's something for the older generation, apart from power, it's wealth and force, in fact, to say the least, it's also called face!" Depom brushed aside his mouth, looking disdainful, obviously uncomfortable with those gentry's parties.

To be continued....