"I have to admit that you will enjoy it, dear, this Provencal fish soup is almost pure French." Father said in a deliberately envious tone as he tasted the food.
"Mr. Lawford has been the chef of many famous restaurants in France." Angela said with a smile, and followed her with a wink: "If you want to poach, you are welcome, Dad."
"Forget it, you're much richer than me now, dear." Jared laughed, "I'm not sure about poaching her chef from the third richest man in the world."
"Okay, Dad, let's not say that most of the so-called 40 billion net worth is market value. If you cash it out immediately, it will shrink by at least half. Just talking about you—do you really only have 20 billion in assets?" Angela waved the knife in her hand, Cut off a small piece of chicken, "Although I have no talent in business, I have heard from you or my godfather or grandpa that most of the family members with deep history will pass through the Cayman Islands..."
"Chrissy." Mom coughed lightly as a reminder.
Angela immediately reacted, sticking out her tongue secretly: "Sorry, Dad."
"It's okay, just know some things." Father shrugged and didn't take it to heart.
"Sister, what are you talking about?" Ike asked curiously at this time.
"It's nothing, you will know later." Angela smiled and shook her head.
"Everything will be known later, can't you tell me now?" Ike frowned immediately, "I always think I'm a child, how would you know that I don't know if you don't say it."
"It's children who say things like that, dear Ike." Willie, who was sitting next to him, tapped the china plate with a fork, and said in a triumphant tone, "I wouldn't say that. kind of talk."
"That's because you don't know what your sister and father are talking about." Ike immediately gave his twin sister a blank look.
"You!" Willie stared at her twin brother angrily, as if she wanted to teach him a lesson.
Angela and her parents couldn't help but smile for a while. Although they were used to the tit-for-tat fight between the two of them, they found it interesting whenever they saw it.
"Okay, you two," Seeing that the parents didn't mean to stop, Angela had to interrupt the quarrel between the two little guys in person, "give me an honest meal, or don't think about going to my place later. Movies in private theaters.”
Ike and Willie closed their mouths tacitly, and began to concentrate on the dinner in front of them. The parents couldn't help laughing again. Sometimes Angela's weight in the center of the younger siblings was more than theirs.
Angela's mouth couldn't help but show a smile. I have to say that parents are still very good at educating their children. If there is such a good child in another family, they must be compared. Such a bad Family conflicts occur. Of course, this also has nothing to do with Angela's achievements that can only make people look up.
It's just, my role model... Angela secretly glanced at her sister, who was sitting in a precarious position for dinner, and a trace of guilt flashed through her eyes. Although Riveri secretly asked her if she was in a better mood before, and wished her sister to be happy forever, she also asked an embarrassing question.
"Sister, you... do you like women?" Willie asked after hesitating for a long time.
Angela was stunned for a while before she nodded bitterly: "Yes."
"So... Mom and Dad, do they know?" Willie continued to ask eagerly.
"They know." Angela, who took a deep breath, continued to nod her head, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry, Willie," she said, biting her lip.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, in the end..." Wei Li probably guessed something, and lowered her head to blushed a little. But she quickly adjusted and looked at her sister sincerely: "Don't worry, sister, I won't tell my parents, you are always my sister, my best sister."
If her parents were not nearby, Angela, whose eyes were a little wet, really wanted to hold her sister tightly in her arms and not let go, but in the end, she just gently smiled and stroked Willie's little face.
Willie smiled a little mischievously, rolled her eyes, and put it in Angela's ear, saying, "How about you sneak into the bedroom later and give me a French wet kiss?"
Angela almost didn't bite her tongue, and she couldn't even speak when she saw her sister twitching at the corners of her mouth. Seeing her sister's ghostly look, Willie immediately giggled and ran away.
Please grow up quickly, don't always try to trick people all day long. Thinking of Angela here, he slashed a knife on the plate with some resentment, and the guilt that had surged up before was also relieved a lot. However, the wish is good but the reality is cruel. After this, every time Willie argues with her sister, she will always resort to this trick, and then Angela can only stare at her sister and say nothing. —Poor Angela.
The dinner ended in a happy atmosphere for the whole family. After a walk in the garden, the two little guys who were clamoring to go to Angela's private theater to watch a movie finally got what they wanted, and their mother also took Annie to go. Going to chat elsewhere, only Angela and her father were left in the garden.
"Your garden is beautifully groomed, especially at this time, it is very beautiful." The father who was walking slowly sighed while looking at the scenery in the garden.
The bright moon hangs in the sky and emits a soft light, and it blends with the surrounding weak lights to create a haze on the blooming flower cage in the garden. This clear and fuzzy feeling is extraordinarily charming.
"Sounds like it's the first time?" Angela asked jokingly.
"When did you start to understand praise in another way?" the father asked back in the same tone.
The father and daughter looked at each other and smiled, then sat down on the swing chair in the garden. After talking for a few more minutes, my father finally got to the point: "Annie said that your mood is not very good during this time. Can you tell me what happened?"
"Well... this..." Angela hesitated, and finally sighed: "I don't know what to say, but I made a mistake but blinded my eyes because of some things. You should understand that you should do what you say but ignore the feelings of others, and in the end almost made a bigger mistake... Some things are always cherished after they are lost... "
She sighed deeply and buried her head in front of her arms. The father didn't speak, just reached out his hand and gently stroked his daughter's head.
After a long time like this, Angela suddenly raised her head and looked at her father: "Dad, I want to know..."
She swallowed and hesitated, wondering if she should ask. After meeting her father's encouraging gaze, Angela gritted her teeth and finally gathered the courage to ask carefully: "I want to know... Have you ever had an affair? "
"Affair?" Father raised his eyebrows in surprise, "This is... an interesting topic."
"I didn't mean to offend you, I just... If you don't think it's appropriate, you don't have to answer." Angela shrank her neck and said with a guilty conscience.
Looking at his daughter's panicked appearance, the father shook his head with a dumbfounded smile, and then answered affirmatively, "Yes."
"Ah?" Angela suddenly opened her mouth and looked at her father in disbelief.
In my memory, my father and mother have always been very loving, and Angela often eavesdropped on the godfather and they made fun of his father and said that he was a new good man, but his father always laughed and still loved his mother for decades. Among most rich people, there are very few men like father. Angela once thought her father was a perfect person, so she was speechless for a while when she heard her father admit to having an affair. Come.
"Three times," my father said, without shyness. "Of course, strictly speaking, only two and a half times."
"When was it?" Angela asked anxiously, she couldn't believe it, "Is it before I was born?"
"Yes, before you were born." For some reason, her father's eyes became very soft when he said this.
"The first time was when my mom and I were dating," he began to recount. "That's when I wasn't on the same page as your mom, even though we had a relationship—I remember telling you about it before."
"Yes," Angela remembered immediately, and then burst into laughter, "Mom said you raped her."
"Hey hey, don't use that word!" Father exclaimed angrily, "At that time, it could only be considered drunkenness at best!"
"Okay okay," Angela smiled and made a pause gesture, "please continue."
"Although we were a little bit tit-for-tat at the time, since we had a relationship, it's become more subtle, but we don't want to admit it," the father continued, "so I got a new girlfriend and took her back to the apartment. , the next day after your mother came back..."
"She must have gone mad in her own way." Angela smacked her lips and mourned in her heart for the woman that her father brought back. As she had experienced it personally, she still remembered how mad at her mother. Of course, the mother's rage is not as rude as the shrew, and it only takes a few faint words to make the other party uncomfortable - in a sense, Angela's way of directing the scathing cynicism without swearing is basically learned from her mother.
"Obviously, after all, we were still nominally boyfriend and girlfriend at that time." Father shrugged, "However, the turning point of our relationship is also here, which is really amazing."
"Well, strictly speaking, this is not even half a time. Although you have a relationship, although you are boyfriend and girlfriend, you do not admit each other subjectively, do you?" Angela nodded with her arms crossed. "Then... how about two more?"
"There are two more..." Father raised his head and looked at the dark sky with some fascination, as if caught in a memory.