He would like to see how long the secret could be hidden. Stacy narrowed his eyes slightly. No wonder when he went to the Sinclair family last time, Maple would put away Harry's used bowls and chopsticks. Now, she knew what the problem was. It turned out that Thera was playing tricks behind her back. "So it's you!" Stacy's voice was obviously much colder. This time, she really misunderstood. Elvis suspected that it was because Maple heard the conversation between her and Melissa. The person Elvis had sent to investigate had not come back yet. Therefore, this matter had nothing to do with Thera. But now Stacy misunderstood. It was not Stacy's fault for not being happy. It was Thera who was determined to uncover the secret of the past. "What's good for you?" Stacy looked at him coldly. Thera was a little surprised when she saw Stacy's cold eyes. It was the first time that Stacy looked at him in this way. His chest wa
But coincidentally, her DNA compared with Gloria's was very similar to Gloria's. In terms of medicine, they were "mother and son" who were related by blood. In Elvis's and Maple's eyes, this one was Harry's and Gloria's. They didn't know that Stacy had changed the bowls and chopsticks, so they only took the samples as Harry's. This result was handed over to Elvis, which meant that Harry was Gloria's "son". It could be said that all doubts about Harry's identity had been dispelled. The only thing left was for Maple to see the close relationship between Stacy and Melissa. Elvis was still "love" Harry, but he couldn't stand it. Harry's wife was close to Melissa. To put it simply, Elvis was now certain that Harry was Gloria, because he had collected all the samples from Harry and the test results were all done by the people he trusted. So he trusted this result very much. It could be said that he was determined. But what he didn't expec
Suddenly, warmth slowly surrounded her from her back. She suddenly opened her eyes and turned around... All she could see was the face that she was so familiar with that it was almost deep in her bones. It was obvious that nothing had happened, and everything was fine. For some reason, she felt uneasy. It was as if a hole had been dug out and her chest was empty. She wanted to find something to fill the gap. She turned around, threw herself into his arms, and clasped his thin waist tightly. Harry lowered his eyes along her hair and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" He felt that there was something wrong with her mood today. Stacy buried his face in his arms and said in a muffled voice, "Let me hold you for a while, and you will be fine in a while." She just needed to adjust it and give her some time to recover quickly. Harry didn't say anything but held her tightly. His palms were wide and wide, and the burning heat of his palm
Stacy did not reveal Maple's intention. Instead, he said on purpose, "She said that you are God's favored son, and I am nothing. It seems that she is telling me that I am not a good match for you. After all, I don't have a prominent family background and countless wealth. We are together, and we are not suitable for each other." She thought, "It's true that I don't have these things. I'm afraid that I won't have them in my life. The only thing I can do is to stand by his side." They went through thick and thin together. Harry glanced at her and said nothing. He sat back in his seat and started the car. Stacy turned to look at him. "Don't you want to say anything?" He didn't look forward, and his eyes were low and dark. If he just thought Elvis might hide something from him before, then he could be sure of it first. If she really wanted to ask him and Stacy to have dinner together, it was enough to inform him alone. There was no need for Maple t
Harry slightly lowered his eyebrows, and there was a hint of joy hidden in his eyes that no one could spy on. Was this because she was jealous? Only when you like a person very much, you will be jealous. Helen felt ashamed. She was a well-deserved daughter of a famous family. So many people flattered her. Even her best friends and friends around her were all around her. No one had ever been so disrespectful to her. She tried to calm herself down. "Mrs. Louise, are you unhappy?" Stacy answered smoothly, "I don't know. What does Miss Darren mean? Why am I unhappy? Is it because Miss Darren has done something that makes me feel unhappy? However, according to Miss Darren's family background, I don't think she will do anything bad and make people unhappy." Stacy's face was innocent and harmless. When Helen saw her, she felt that she was a little white rabbit. It was easy to stimulate her, but she never thought... It was a little white rabbit t
"Miss Darren, you must be joking. How can outsiders see through other people's feelings? Besides, you are not Sun Wukong. With a pair of fiery eyes and golden eyes, you naturally can't see through it. Moreover, Miss Darren is the protagonist during this meal." Stacy smiled and dismissed the topic without any effort. Helen said with a forced smile, "Why am I the protagonist? Shouldn't it be you?" Stacy swallowed the food in his mouth unhurriedly and said, "Harry and I are husband and wife, and this is uncle. In our family, only Miss Darren is a guest, isn't she?" Helen could no longer keep the smile on her face. Stacy pretended not to see it and continued, "Since ancient times, guests are bigger. Miss Darren, the guest sitting on the table today, isn't she the protagonist today?" She was not a mean person, but in the face of those who provoked her, she would never be soft-hearted! Because she had already known that the weaker you were, the more people
After Elvis entered the door, Maple came over to take him a pair of slippers. Elvis stood still and asked, "What's going on today?" "Come in first." This was not something that could be made clear by a few words. Maple put the slippers on his feet. Elvis snorted. He wanted to hear her explanation. "Isn't it very easy to ask Stacy out for a meal?" "This little thing can't be done well?" He stepped in with a pair of slippers and sat down on the sofa. "Tell me, what's going on?" Li quietly sat at the seat below. She had been brewing for a long time. When she came back from the clothing store, she began to think about how to talk to Elvis about this matter. However, if she really wanted to say it, she didn't know how to say it. "What are you talking about?" Elvis was a little impatient. "I think the child is very good. I didn't have the heart to..." Maple said this sentence for a long time. Elvis's veins stood out on the cor
In the face of Stacy's question, Harry was not in a hurry to explain. Instead, he leaned against the seat as if he was drunk. He narrowed his eyes as if he had not heard Stacy's question. "Huh?" Stacy pursed his lips. "He wants to bring you and that woman together?" This time, Stacy did not call him Uncle Elvis. What he had done today had touched her bottom line. Harry moved his body and leaned on it at will. "Maybe." Stacy didn't know what to say. All of a sudden, Stacy's car stopped at the side of the road. She turned her head and looked at him. "You don't have anything to say to me?" Harry slowly raised his eyelids and looked into her angry eyes. With a smile in his eyes, he deliberately asked, "What did you say?" Stacy felt a little distressed. She didn't want much. In terms of affection, she hoped that both of them could trust each other. She was willing to believe him. However, considering that she was responsible for th