chapter 26 uninvited guest

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three people instantly froze. "Ms. Larson, are you kidding us?" the middle-aged fat man asked cautiously. "Yeah, just kidding..." Nelly smiled and nodded. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she slapped the table hard. "You three are so brave! Do you know how much trouble you just caused?" "Ask the president to make tea for you? Are you tired of living?" Boom! The three people's faces suddenly turned pale. Only then did they realize that Nelly was not joking with them! That ordinary-looking young man just now was really the president! Snapped! The middle-aged fat man slapped himself hard in the face. His forehead was covered with big beads of sweat. "This, this, this... I didn't know he was the president. Ms. Larson, you must help me. I didn't do it on purpose!” The old man in the Tang suit was also trembling and slapped himself hard in the mouth. "I'm so damned stupid. Why did I want to drink tea? Now I'm in big trouble. Ms. Larson, you must help us this time!" Nelly was already like a queen in their eyes. They usually treated Nelly respectfully and didn't even dare to breathe loudly when speaking. But now the situation was worse. They directly offended the president. Thinking of the scene where they treated the president as a servant just now, several people felt a chill going straight to their foreheads! Nelly's face was gloomy, but after seeing the reactions of several people, she felt secretly satisfied. It must be said that Nelly was placed in such an important position by Gavril at such a young age, not just because of her beauty. She has a super high IQ and EQ. The reason why she didn't hide Horacio's identity in front of these three people was because she knew it well. These three people were all influential figures in Junclein City. She might not be able to do some of the things they could do. So it was better to take this opportunity to shock the three of them and get these three people to help Mr. Yoxall. It would be much more convenient to do things in Junclein City in the future. And she could guarantee that these three people would never have the courage to reveal Mr. Yoxall's true identity. "Things have already happened. It's superfluous to say anything now. It's better to think of ways to make up for it." At this time, the thirty-year-old woman next to them spoke calmly. When she learned that the young man was the president, she was also very panicked, but compared to the other two, she seemed calmer. "Ms. Larson, could you please help us think of a solution? Is there any way to make up for this?" The woman's full name was Sharon Carson, and she was the second young lady of the famous Carson family in Tythton City. But her current status in Junclein City was not just due to the influence of the family behind her. Back then, she left her family due to some issues and came to Junclein City alone to make a living. With her extraordinary mind and courage, she entered the jewelry industry and became a famous jewelry queen in Junclein City in just a few years. In Junclein City, she was known as a peculiar woman who possessed a kind and calm demeanor beyond her age. She held the position of the youngest vice president in the Junclein Chamber of Commerce Alliance. Nelly nodded, satisfied that they had received sufficient forewarning, and her face relaxed a little. "There is an opportunity. As you heard just now, the president will hold a wedding with his wife next Friday. You can make up your mind. I can only say this much." A flash of light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the old man in the Tang suit and the fat middle-aged man, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw. But Sharon seemed calm, but her eyes seemed a little deep as if she was thinking about something. After a busy day, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. Before Horacio went home, he went to the vegetable market and planned to cook a sumptuous dinner for his wife and daughter. "Honey, I'm back!" Horacio opened the door and entered the house but found that the atmosphere in the house was not right. In addition to his wife and daughter, there were also several strangers at home. Among these people, there was also the woman in the green dress whom he met at the bank yesterday. "Horacio, let me introduce you." When Gemma saw Horacio coming back, she quickly stood up and introduced each other. "This is my grandpa. Grandpa, this is Horacio." Gemma's grandfather looked up, glanced at Horacio, and then looked elsewhere, not even saying hello. Gemma introduced again, "This is my second uncle..." "Okay, stop inking. What's there to introduce about a stinky beggar?" Perry waved her hands impatiently and said to the old man, "Grandpa, this is that asshole. He beat me up in the bank yesterday. He really doesn't know how things work!" Horacio frowned. "Then you mean you haven't been beaten enough yet?" "You……" Just as Perry was about to scold him back, the old man waved his hand and said, "We'll talk about this later. Today we're only talking about business." Perry then gave up and glared at Horacio fiercely. "Horacio, you go to the kitchen and wash the vegetables first. I'll chat with Grandpa and the others for a while." Gemma knew Horacio's temper and quickly pulled Horacio aside. Horacio glanced at a few people, then walked into the kitchen carrying the groceries without saying a word. "Dad, let me help you wash it together." Deborah walked into the kitchen sensibly, rolled up her sleeves, and exposed two white and tender little arms. Horacio said lovingly, "Deborah, I can just wash it myself. You go and play first. I bought you ribs today and will make delicious food for you later." "Really? That's great! Thank you, Dad!" After saying that, Deborah jumped back into the room and walked to a small open space under the window. There was a plastic board on the floor, which was where Deborah usually played. "Garth, my father bought me ribs today. Let's eat them together later," Deborah told the little boy playing with her. The little boy was about the same age as Deborah. He was wearing a pair of suspenders and was the son of Gemma's cousin. "Tsk. What's so delicious about pork ribs? I'm tired of eating them every day. They're not as delicious as my Oreo!" The little boy took out a packet of Oreo cookies from his pocket, took out one, and licked it with his tongue, then put it in his mouth and ate it with gusto. Deborah asked timidly, "What is this? Is it a biscuit?" She had never seen anything like it. "You're so stupid, you don't even know Oreo. This is a sandwich cookie. It's creamy." The little boy took out another biscuit from the pocket, approached Deborah, and said, "Do you want to eat it?" Deborah swallowed and nodded cautiously. "Thank you, Garth." As she was about to reach out to take it, the little boy suddenly retracted his hand, threw the cookie into his mouth, and started chewing it. He laughed and said, "Stop overthinking. I won't give it to you!" There were a lot of toys scattered on the ground, including a car missing a wheel, a plastic man missing an arm, and a colorful Rubik's Cube missing two corners. Deborah usually picked these up on the road, and they were her most precious toys. Today, when guests came, she took them all out. But the little boy was very dissatisfied. "What's so interesting about these crappy things? What's in that box? Show it to me!" The little boy's eyes fell on a square box under the table. Deborah suddenly held the box in her arms and said, "These are all my treasures and cannot be taken out to play with." "Stop talking nonsense! Just take it if you are instructed!!" The little boy roughly reached out to grab it. "Garth, you really can't play with this!" Deborah held the box firmly in her arms, and the little boy pulled the box hard. After a struggle, the box was suddenly pulled open, and the contents inside were scattered on the floor. They were all small-faced people, and they fell to the ground and broke into many pieces. Deborah looked at the smashed little face man and became anxious. "Who asked you to break my things? I want you to pay for it!" "Tsk. I thought it was some kind of treasure, but it turned out to be a pile of garbage!" The little boy looked disdainful and deliberately kicked the man on the ground. "Don't kick it!" Deborah hurriedly went to pick up the dough figures, but the little boy kicked them even harder, laughing and saying, "Let's step on the dough figures. Oh, the dough figures have turned into pieces. Hahaha!" Deborah was so anxious that she almost cried, desperately trying to protect the man on the ground. "Get out of my way!" The little boy suddenly raised his foot and kicked Deborah, knocking Deborah to the ground. Deborah burst out crying.