Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

The moment the news came out, Chantel was afraid it could have a negative impact on her and the Li family. Therefore, she immediately requested that the news should be suppressed, resulting in only a few people who saw it. However, if she posted a statement on Weibo now, wouldn't everyone get to know about it anyway?

Noticing her lack of response, Gifford got a little angry. "What? Is it too hard for you to do that?"

Chantel shook her head and said, "Of course not. I'll do it right now."

Satisfied with her promise, Gifford put Hugo on the floor and patted him on the head. "Go to your mother!"

Hugo looked at his dad in confusion. He was in his mother's arms just now. He didn't understand why his father would bring him here and ask him to go to his mother again. Nevertheless, the boy still walked over to Chantel's side obediently.

Gifford stood still as he watched Chantel contact her agent. In little time, the actress requested that the photo of her property ownership certificate was sent to her.

After that, she called Red. As soon as he picked up, she glanced at Gifford and naturally pulled Hugo aside before asking in a low voice, "Red, did you see the news about us?"

"Well, I did. But didn't you have it suppressed already? Some paparazzi are really shameless. They not only took our photos but also made up stories," he said angrily.

"Well, who owns your house? Here is the thing..." She briefly explained the whole situation to Red. He was already a good friend to her because of the relationship between Erica and Orange. Hence, he was aware that she had got married in secret a few years ago.

Understanding how much trouble the news brought to Chantel and that now she would have to clarify it, Red willingly cooperated and sent her the photo of his property ownership certificate.

A couple of hours later, she received a text with the photos of the two property ownership certificates.

After getting off the shower, she blurred half of the addresses on both certificates and uploaded them on Weibo with the following caption—"Hello, neighbor!"

Red, who had been keeping an eye on Chantel's Weibo account, shared and commented on the news as soon as she posted it. "Hey, neighbor, I'll go downstairs to your apartment and have a free meal one of these days! I hope you won't mind."

The whole purpose of the comments and posts were to explain the nature of Red and Chantel's relationship to the public. It turned out they were just neighbors, one living upstairs and the other downstairs. But Gifford wasn't happy once he read their exchange of comments online.

his phone as Chantel dried her hair and read the comments on Weibo. When she noticed her husband's presence, she thought he might not have

threw his phone aside and calmly sat on the bed. "He will go downstairs to your apartment to have a free meal one of these days? Chantel,

cracking a joke." She couldn't help but feel he was being

her. Holding the towel she was using to dry her

he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

she could see it, she was sitting on his lap. In order to regain her balance, Chantel grabbed

you often have meals together?"

shook her head immediately. "No, we didn't. Don't take

eye and warned

I'm not lying. Don't think too much about it. Red and I are just regular friends. If you don't

could she know everything you do? Besides, between you and me, she doesn't take me as her brother but you as her sister. She would have no problem

her brother. Chantel, on the other hand, had always known

"Then tell me, what should I do to make you believe that

smiled. "All you need to do is announce

didn't know what to say.

that it was too sudden to announce such big news. In the end, she refused Gifford's

more disobedient with time. First, she stood him up. Then, this gossip about her being with another man came out. Now, he asked her to announce their marriage, but she refused. He thought

on vacation at all. She wanted to spend more time with her son during the day and sleep more at night, but Gifford wouldn't let her sleep at all. After two days of supposed rest, she seemed more

Group, two Bentley cars

vehicles, each carrying a limited edition toy 66K

line from the youngest to the eldest before Erica could even get out of the

fast. By the time she walked into the company, they were already inside the CEO's exclusive

to see Matthew, but as the four children didn't have to go to the kindergarten that morning, she decided to bring