Chapter 301 Who Do You Think You Are?
In front of the Campbell’s villa.
Hazel had just sent her two sons back to their old house and was getting ready to take her daughter to the airport.
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Leila carried the latest pink fox backpack and ran ahead, bouncing and jumping. Every now and then, she looked back to see if her mother was catching up and when she saw her getting closer, she continued running forward.
Hazel followed behind her, smiling as she watched her, while cautioning her to be careful.
Just walked out of the old house.
She saw the black limited edition sports car parked next to their car, and at that moment Alfred was looking at her with a gloomy and serious expression.
Leila saw the uncle approaching aggressively, his dark bright eyes flickering with curiosity and caution. She quickly turned around and ran back to Harel, tightly gripping her fingers.
When there were children around, especially when he was being stared at by her innocent gaze, Alfred didn’t dare to raise his voice.
Gabriel was so concerned about this child now that he was afraid of being carried out horizontally.
And Lucia is her godmother, so he is also the child’s godfather, no matter what he says.
Alfred lowered his voice and said, “Hazel, let’s talk.”
She directly picked up the child without looking at him and walked past him, gently placing the child into the car.
Then, turning around, she looked at him and said, “What are we talking about?”
“You came over and spoke, it’s not good for the child to hear, it affects your image as a mother.”
Alfred had just taken a few steps to the side when he saw Leila poke her head out, her fair cheeks showing disapproval towards his words.
Leila pursed her lips and defended, “Uncle, Leila has already heard it, you don’t have to say it if you’re worried about it.”
After speaking, she looked up at Hazel beside the car and said with a smile, “Mom, is what Leila said right?”
Alfred: “…
At such an old age, I was still being confronted by a toddler who was over two years old.
Hazel pinched her daughter’s soft cheeks and smiled, her lips curling upwards. “Leila is right,” she said.
The child’s clear and transparent eyes quickly shifted to Alfred’s face, with his chin slightly raised, as if telling him, “Did you hear it?”
Alfred was struck by Leila’s eyes that could speak. Her chin lifted in a proud and sassy manner, exactly like his brother’s icy glare when he looked at him. It was a complete expression of disdain, as if saying, “Who do you think you are?”
He sighed.
Seeing that Hazel really had no intention of coming over, I had no choice but to take the initiative and walk over, lowering my voice as I spoke kindly, “Hazel, why do you target Elizabeth? She’s just a little girl and hasn’t done anything to provoke you.”
“Do you know that these things you caused will directly ruin that child?”
This morning, when Alfred saw Elizabeth with eyes swollen from crying, he couldn’t help but feel even more resentful towards Hazel for doing these things, as it reminded him of her sister’s frail appearance when she was entrusted with the care of their sickbed.
Alfred spoke softly, “You didn’t let me see Lucia, I don’t blame you.”
Upon seeing the uncle in front of her, Leila immediately recalled the scene of going to the civil affairs bureau in the past. Now, she also heard her godmother’s name and his words of defending others. With a cunning turn in her dark eyes, she silently opened the video call on her watch.
He almost became her godfather’s uncle, and the newcomer was not good.
We must not let Mom be bullied!
Hazel laughed at Alfred’s ridiculous remarks, and this man even blamed her?
When it was time to watch, I didn’t watch. When it was time to guard, I didn’t guard.
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When something happened to someone now, he knew to come over and show concern and blame others for not letting him see her.
“But you
can’t blame innocent people just because Lucia got hurt, can you? Elizabeth was filming on the set at that time and it was impossible for her to cause any harm to Lucia. Your bias against her is completely malicious.”
Ha… What a pair of brothers who could really have fun together.
His words were almost the same as Gabriel’s when he defended Gianna back then.
Seeing the mocking curve at the corner of her mouth, Alfred furrowed his brow and felt displeased with her current expression.
He asked, “What were you mocking?”
“It’s not ironic, it’s fortunate, fortunate that Lucia saw through you and left early.”
Hazel’s voice was flat, but it had a powerful impact.
During the one–month cooling–off period after the divorce, Lucia directly cancelled her phone number and cut off contact with everyone related to him, except for her close family and friends.
Thinking about this, Alfred felt an unnamed fire burning fiercely in his heart.
If it weren’t for her unexpected incident, which delayed the process of obtaining the divorce certificate, he and she would probably have had no relationship now.
“What business is it of yours whether my husband and I get divorced or not? Hazel, have you overstepped your boundaries? Just because you are my brother’s ex–wife doesn’t mean I won’t lay a hand on you.”
Hazel just glanced at him briefly and then looked away, sneering, “You don’t care who I am, the ex–wife. If you have the guts, go ahead and try. Whoever doesn’t make a move is a coward.”
Alfred: “…”
How did Gabriel endure that prickly woman for five years?!
The sound of applause could be heard coming from inside the car.
“Wow! Mom was so cool!” The admiration and praise in Leila’s eyes were a mockery to Alfred.
She propped her hands on the armrests of the leather chair, leaning out halfway to meet his gaze.
Just now, she had been quietly pricking up her ears, listening to the conversation between her mother and uncle. She saw him being described by her mother as having eyes like ice cubes, and she couldn’t help but want to applaud for her mother.
“Uncle, my uncle said that men who insult women are all bad guys.”
Alfred had no doubt that the “uncle” she referred to was none other than that scoundrel Gabriel.
He frowned and reminded, “Leila, you should call me ‘godfather‘.”
Godfather? She was still dry and parched.
Leila gave him a direct expression of “I don’t understand what you’re saying,” with a hint of childish disdain flickering in her innocent eyes, as if Alfred in front of her was some annoying thing.
She hadn’t even called her cheap dad yet, how could this uncle have the audacity to take advantage of her?
Leila squinted her eyes and smiled with crescent–shaped eyes.
“Uncle,
you need to quickly get a notebook, I want to introduce all the handsome uncles to my godmother.”
“!” Alfred could hear the sound of his own teeth grinding.
Although this child is young, her eloquence is no less than her mother’s.
Hazel rubbed her daughter’s head and smiled as she earnestly advised, “Leila, sit properly, or you might fall down.”
“Leila was not afraid.”
She raised a smiling face and continued, “If you fall, let this bad uncle cushion underneath.”
Alfred: “?”
Her father’s capitalist nature was a lesson that she learned completely.
The evening sun lazily spilled onto Hazel’s profile as she turned and cast a fleeting glance at Alfred.
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She said in a cold tone, “Alfred, when you stood up for Elizabeth, did you know that Lucia had sewn over a hundred stitches and is currently lying unconscious in the hospital room?”
The man was instantly frozen in place, as if a bucket of ice–cold water had been poured over him in an instant.
Alfred’s gaze froze: “How could she…”
“You were able to find out that I was the person behind the scenes, but why couldn’t you find out how severe her injury was?”
Or, do you think this is just a trick by Lucia to frame Elizabeth, and deep down you don’t believe her injuries are serious?
Alfred was left speechless by the consecutive two interrogative sentences.
His throat choked up, and he instantly lost the strength to speak as he met her cold
gaze.
Alfred was about to speak, “She was fine…”
