Chapter 2403: Chapter 2411: Calming Down with a Cigarette
Netizen: I swear, if I ever stay at the Miller Family’s hotel again, I’ll be a turtle egg! I’d rather sleep on the avenue than stay in this heartless ghost-run hotel!
Netizen: Here, I’ll list the industries where the Miller Family has involved shares, so everyone can smartly avoid these brands and areas while consuming in the future.
Netizen: You can first check the Miller Family’s history, and you’ll find that their inherited trait is shamelessness. The Millers relied on Father Miller to create wealth single-handedly, helping all the Miller relatives prosper. In the end, when Father Miller and Rachel Miller left, this greedy bunch wanted to swallow all of the Miller Family’s money. Of course, I’ve heard President Miller’s father and mother weren’t good people during their lifetimes either.
More than four in the afternoon, James Black received a message from Jane Sampson, knowing she had boarded and followed the film crew to the next stop. At 5:30, Richard Zane called him, saying he had already brought two children to the Black Family, with Old Master Black waiting for him to return.
James Black glanced at the time, picked up the car key, and prepared to leave. When he got downstairs, he ran into Peter Gingery. Then he had a little shadow trailing behind him.
Peter Gingery knew that Old Sir had James Black bring back the two children of Rachel Miller, so he had been waiting to go back with James Black together to see them.
One hour later, James Black’s car stopped in the courtyard of the Black Residence.
Peter Gingery didn’t wait for James Black to park the car and went inside first.
"Old Sir, I heard you invited two little friends home as guests, huh?" Peter Gingery’s voice carried inside even before he stepped through the door.
"There’s nothing you can keep from Peter Gingery. What are you doing here causing trouble? Aunt didn’t prepare your dinner this evening." Old Master Black gave Peter Gingery a disdainful glance.
"No worries, if each of you gives me a couple of bites, I’ll be full." Peter Gingery waved his hand, then turned to look at the two children sitting together on the sofa side.
Both children were somewhat skinny, but their gaze was clear and they seemed well-behaved.
However, both children’s eye base held a sense of caution.
"Where’s your brother?" Old Master Black waited a few seconds without seeing James Black come in, so he asked Peter Gingery.
"I guess he’s outside having a cigarette to calm down before coming in." Peter Gingery said, "Old Sir, why did you suddenly think of bringing the Miller Family’s two children back? How long have you been talking? How’s the conversation going? I heard these two Miller kids are quite well-behaved, right?"
After speaking, Peter Gingery turned his head to the two children and asked, "What are your names?"
"I’m Amelia Miller, my brother is Clarke Miller." The girl replied softly, then looked up at Peter Gingery and said, "Daddy also showed me your photo, and daddy said, brother, you’re a good person."
"??? What? Me? A good person?" Peter Gingery was perplexed.
"Brother is a defender, daddy said, brother is a good person!" The little boy’s gaze fell on Peter Gingery, or rather on the team uniform Peter Gingery had yet to remember to change out of.
The children seemed to have a natural reverence and admiration for defenders.
"Did your dad show you anyone else’s photo? Did he tell you who else is a good person?" Peter Gingery sat opposite the two kids and asked curiously, "Could it be he showed you several people’s photos?"
Peter Gingery speculated that several friends who received emails from Rachel Miller might have received a good person card from her, perhaps Rachel Miller had specifically introduced these few friends to the two children.
