Chapter 223: Chapter 213: Shelter for One Night?
Translator: 549690339
The atmosphere in the living room gradually became strange with Natalie Wayneās words.
Kevin Clarkās upward smile stiffened, and a moment later, he turned his head to look at Hugo Clark.
Feeling the gaze, Hugo Clark immediately picked up a cup of tea and gently sipped it. Pretending to be seriously tasting the tea, he pretended not to see his Third Uncleās gaze.
Hardy Clark watched the bustle without interfering, looking at her Third Uncle and her brother, then ran to Natalie Wayneās side, holding her arm and said, āGrandma, youāve met her before. How did you meet? Tell me, tell me.ā
Natalie Wayne patted her hand and said with a smile, āIt was at the Doomsday
Hotel auction last time. I met her in the restroom.ā
āHow is it? Doesnāt she look better in person than on TV?ā
āYes, she looks better than on TV.ā Natalie Wayne smiled, āI was amazed at first glance. How could there be such a beautiful person with such an outstanding temperament? So, I became interested.ā
Hardy Clark quickly glanced at Kevin Clark, then smiled and said, āThen how did you get her contact information? I donāt think sheās the type to give her contact information to strangers.ā
āDo you know who your grandma is?ā Natalie Wayne smiled, āI had a sudden idea at that moment and pretended to fall with lipstick in hand. The young lady seemed approachable but very kind, so she helped me.ā
Natalie Wayne reached for a cup of tea on the tea table and drank.
While waiting for her to drink the tea, everyone stared at her, waiting for the follow-up story.
Natalie Wayne raised her hand to touch her hair, looked at several pairs of āinquiringā eyes, and said slowly, āI took advantage of her help by smearing her clothes with lipstick.ā
Kevin Clark: So, thatās how the apricot-colored skirt got dirty. No wonderā¦
Hardy Clarkās mouth twitched, and she looked at her Third Uncle and said,
āGrandma, you, youāre so brave.ā
āItās all because your brother is still single at this age, which worries me.ā Natalie Wayne scolded Hugo Clark, then continued, āThat girl was very polite to me. Her skirt was so expensive, but she kept saying it was fine. However, I couldnāt miss such an opportunity. I stubbornly grabbed her arm, demanded her contact information as compensation for the skirt, and even called her on the spot to make sure the number was correct before letting her go.ā
Kevin Clark was speechless. He thought the young lady must have recognized his mother; otherwise, she would never have let anyone make her skirt so dirty.
She wouldnāt have given out her contact information just because she was dragged and not allowed to leave.
This young lady had a thousand ways to deal with people.
āAnd then what? Did you give my brother her contact information?ā Hardy Clark continued to ask.
Hugo Clark immediately turned his head and glared at her.
But Hardy Clark stuck out her tongue at him, showing no intention of stopping.
āI gave it to your brother immediately,ā Natalie Wayne glanced at Hugo Clark and snorted coldly, āBut your brother not only failed to contact her, but he also lied to me.ā
āWhat did my brother lie about to you?ā
āHe lied to me that the girlās last name was Zhao.ā Natalie Wayne said gloomily, āHer real name is Daisy Zane!ā
Hardy Clark covered her mouth with her hand and giggled secretly.
Hugo Clarkās mouth was pursed straight, and the word āgrievanceā was clearly printed on his clean and handsome face.
It seemed fierce, but he couldnāt provoke anyone in the room.
āSuch a good girl, but she has no fate with our family.ā Natalie Wayne sighed.
The senior sister, who had been listening quietly, saw the expression on Kevin Clarkās face and didnāt dare to say a word. She could only listen in silence.
āGrandma, youāre too biased. When thereās a beautiful girl, you think of my brother but not my Third Uncle.ā Hardy Clark said, āLittleā¦ Daisy is so much better suited to my Third Uncle than my brother.ā
āHow is she more suited to your Third Uncle?ā Natalie Wayne said, āSheās even better suited to your brother.ā
āWhy is she better suited to my brother?ā Hardy Clark muttered quietly, stealing a glance at Kevin Clarkās face.
āWhy do you think sheās more suited to your Third Uncle?ā Elina Clark suddenly spoke up, āWhen your Third Uncle stands next to that young lady, heās like a rich and enchanting painting, while sheās like the cold and clear moon in the vast white snow. How are they a good match?ā
Natalie Wayne nodded in agreement.
āTheyāre clearly a good match.ā Hardy Clark muttered quietly.
āWhat?ā Natalie Wayne asked.
āNothing, nothing.ā
āDid you compensate for the skirt you ruined?ā Kevin Clark suddenly spoke up. The voice wasnāt very cold, but it was oppressive, like a heavy weight on everyoneās heart.
The living room quieted down instantly. Natalie Wayne and Elina Clark looked at each other and exchanged glances, both asking, āWho provoked him?ā
Hardy Clark was scared and hid behind Natalie Wayne, fearing the trouble would spread to her.
āYou havenāt compensated her, have you?ā Kevin Clarkās gaze moved from his mother to Hugo Clark, and he smiled, āThat young ladyās skirt must not have been cheap.ā
āOh my, I forgot about that.ā Natalie Wayne said.
āHugo should compensate, as it was caused by you.ā Kevin Clark said softly.
Hugo Clark: ā
āItās been so long without compensation; weāve been impolite.ā Kevin Clark looked at him and said, āTriple the compensation.ā
Hugo Clark: ā
Seeing that Arthur North wasnāt speaking, Kevin Clark asked again, āArthur, whatās wrong? Any problem?ā
Elina Clark and Tom Wayne looked at Hugo Clark, not knowing what he had done to provoke his Third Uncle and become the target of his annoyance. āNo problem,ā said Hugo Clark. āIāll add the contact information Grandma gave me in a moment.ā
Arthur North looked up at him, and after a moment, let out a soft chuckle.
Everyoneās heart trembled at this laugh.
āWell, just transfer the money,ā Arthur North said, turning to Tom Wayne. āMom, I have a friend whoās opposed to marriage. However, after his family forced him to go on several matchmaking dates, heād actually taken a liking to a girl, and now they even have a son.ā
A sudden twitch appeared at the corner of Hugoās eyebrows.
āHuh?ā Tom Wayne was still immersed in why their uncle and nephew were at odds again, not fully understanding what Arthur North had said all at once.
She wondered when Arthur North had such a friend.
āSo, arrange some blind dates for Hugo as well,ā Arthur North said slowly.
āWith two dates a day, there must be some perfect match eventually.ā
Hugo Clark clenched his jaw, his jawline tense as he looked at Arthur North. Arthur North glanced at him and continued, āFind a matchmaker tomorrow, and arrange the blind dates the day after. The sooner, the better. What if tomorrow is your lucky day, and fate brings you a wedding match? You need to be proactive in such matters. When fate arrives, human effort must follow.ā
Tom Wayne had always believed in the power of fate in such matters. Now hearing Arthur Northās words, she was afraid of missing out on her grandsonās destiny: āArthur is right; this matter must be approached promptly. What if your fate lies within these blind dates? Oh, why didnāt I think of this before? What if we missed it? I know quite a few matchmakers, and Iāll contact them first thing tomorrow morning.ā
āGrandma.ā Hugo Clark regretted his quick tongue regarding adding Daisy Zane just now; he was instantly repaid with a revenge plot. āI already have someone I like.ā
āDonāt try that with me; I know youāre just making excuses to avoid going on blind dates,ā Tom Wayne said. āI wonāt believe it.ā
āItās true. You can ask Third Uncle if you donāt believe me.ā
Tom Wayne looked at Arthur North.
Arthur North, looking at Daisy Zane on TV, said, āHugo, although Iām your elder and should protect you, this is about your lifelong happiness. I really canāt cover for you in this matter.ā
Hugo Clark: ā
Hardy Clark shot a sympathetic glance at his brother. What a short memory he had, provoking Third Uncle again and again since childhood and never learning from his mistakes. Instead of letting his uncle have the last word, he continued digging an even deeper hole for himself.
āYou see, you see, youāre lying to me again!ā Tom Wayne looked around for something to throw at him.
Seeing nothing handy by her side, Elina handed her a cushion. Tom Wayne immediately threw it: āYou little b*stard!ā
Hugo Clark caught the cushion, at a loss for words.
āTomorrow, stay home and wait for the matchmaker to come!ā
As Tom Wayne spoke, Arthur Northās cell phone suddenly rang. He looked down and saw it was a call from Daisy Zane.
Arthur Northās eyes tightened, and he immediately answered the phone.
The Little Girl rarely called him; there must be something wrong.
He answered the phone while walking out: āWhatās up?
Daisy Zane hesitated for a moment before she said, āFishā¦ How much is it per fish?ā
āHuh?ā Arthur North stepped out of the door and went to the outside corridor.
āCharles Amos asked me to ask you, if a fish gets overfed to death, is there any chance of reviving it?ā
Arthur North froze for a moment before laughing, āThereās hope of seeing even more fish.ā
After that, he heard Daisy Zane saying to Charles Amos, āUncle Clark said you should think about where to bury them.ā
Arthur North:
Charles Amosās small voice rang from the cell phone, āWhy are they so fragile?
They just ate a little too much. I only wanted to take care of them.ā
āItās because I fed them too much today; it has nothing to do with your care,ā Daisy Zane said, and then told Arthur North, āAlright, nothingās wrong. Heās afraid youāll be mad. He asked me to make the call to test the waters.ā
Arthur North looked at the courtyard and smiled, but his tone was obviously disappointed: āOh, it was Charles who asked you to call.ā Daisy Zane: āā¦Hang up.ā
āLittle Girl, wait a moment.ā Arthur North stopped her.
āHmm?ā
Arthur North swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue, thinking it would be better to speak in person. In a gentle voice, he said, āCan I stay at your place tonight?ā
Daisy Zane paused for a moment, then asked, āHow come? Have you been kicked out of your home?ā
Arthur North sounded somewhat pitiful, āWhat if I said yes?ā
āThatās so pitifulā¦ā Daisy Zane chuckled softly, her voice lazy, āI can rent you a room.ā
Arthur North:
āCome over and weāll discuss the rent.ā
Arthur North immediately smiled: āAlright..ā
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