Baby Alliance: Helping Daddy Get A Rich Mommy

Chapter 433 I Will Protect You

“We should jam in the future.” Chris’ face lit up with the excitement of youth. “Chris, I’ve wanted to ask you. If you like music so much, why do you still want to work for the company?”

Chris looked depressed. “That was my mother’s intention. I actually don’t want to go at all, but my mother forced me to. Honestly, I only like music. My dream is to form a professional band and release our own album.”

Selena nodded in understanding. Helen only had one son, Chris. She should fully indulge him in his wishes, but she did not let her son go down the musical route. But then again, many parents might not be able to accept their children starting a music career, especially rock music, so it didn’t seem strange for Helen to disagree. Chris suddenly stammered, “S-Selena, actually…”

“What’s wrong? If you have something to say, just say it. Your brother and I have gotten our marriage certificate, so we’re now a family.”

Although Selena knew about Helen’s past, the woman had already left the organization and lived a life of her own, so she did not want to expose anything.

“Does my mom not like you?” Chris scratched his head. “Although my mother is actually my brother’s stepmother, she has been quite good to him. If you’ve married him, then she’ll become your mother-in-law. I’ve heard that mothers-in-law usually do not like their daughters-in-law, so I want to ask whether my mother likes you or not.”

Selena smiled awkwardly; Helen indeed did not like herself. However, this was understandable as who would like someone who knew their secret? If she exposed Helen’s past, John would not let her go.

we’re fine. Why do you suddenly

I was afraid

back the words in his mouth, then added,

How can you conclude that

Chris’ face that was

don’t worry, I’ll protect you!” Chris then disappeared into the darkness of

missed calls, all from Pierre. As if this was not enough, there were countless WhatsApp messages

did not respond to messages

‘Are you in trouble?’

respond, I’m going to call the

Pierre, who answered the phone. “Hey, where are

“I-I’m at the bar.”

didn’t even answer! What are you trying to do?” Pierre growled. It was apparent that he was forcefully suppressing his voice, as the children were