Chapter 195 The Child's Mother

This woman, the mother of the child?

One look at Sophie's face assured everyone that she must be the baby's mother.

The women looked a little ugly at the sight of their children, but more often they were jealous.

"Daddy mommy, my sister and I are going to play somewhere else." Norton takes Sophie's hand, sensible.

Bert nodded. It was a place specially designed for children to play. After all, it wasn't just for adults.

Bert has already announced Bane, and Norton wants to take his sister to meet some of his friends who are okay with him.

"Go and play."

Norton gives Sophie a wave at Bane and they leave.

Bane never took his eyes off Sophie.

Because of the last thing, she has been feeling uneasy.

"It's all right, I've got a lot of people here."

At this Bane nodded.

A moment later, Shook came along.

Louie and Bea were with him.

Shook looked at Bane subconsciously. "You're okay. That's great."

Bain light point nodded: "before also thank Shu Ke president."

"Your sister? Seeing that they were going on, Bert cut in.

He didn't want Bane to be reminded of that unpleasant memory.

Shook's mouth twitched. Had he not known Bert's character, he would have thought he was scolding him.

Louie could not help laughing: "Yes, this is Bea, also my sister, her first time here."

Bea waved shyly. She saw that Bert was really attractive, and unlike her brother, there was something about him that made her want to get close to him.

But there was a very beautiful woman with her.

Beya was a little uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do about it. This woman was really excellent.

But she feels a little unwilling again, she has been the daughter of Iran family now, how likely to compare however this kind of woman.

She didn't show her face, but she unconsciously gave Bane a few more glances.

Bane noticed her gaze, too.

He nodded faintly.

"Miss Beyer, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"You...... Hello."

She nodded reluctantly.

Shook glanced at Beya. "It's Beya's first time in a place like this. Please take care."

Before Bane could speak, Bert looked silent. "Your sister, yes."

Shook's mouth twitched and he wondered when he had offended this big brother.

Bane patted Bert nearby, and as she got to know the man better, she knew that he could be very dark.

Bert did not seem to like her.

She was more or less displeased at the thought of it, and Bella bowed her head in an aggrieved manner.

But there was hatred in her eyes.

It was this sentiment that Bane sensed.

Bane looked at her. At first she thought she was a simple little girl, but now it looked as if this girl was not simple.

Shook, sensing Beya's emotions, unconsciously pulled her back a step.

"I'll introduce Bea to the others first."

Hearing that she wanted to leave, Baya was somewhat reluctant, but she dared not say anything, so she followed obediently.

Louis did not follow him; he looked at Bert, and curling his lip: "Who let you be so cruel to my sister? My sister had a hard time finding it, didn't she?"

Bert did not say, but merely said faintly, "Identified?"

Louie paused, then said, "Well, it was a simple survey, nothing serious, and she had her mom's things with her."

And it was because of that that they were identified.

"Are you sure?

Bert said faintly.

Louis thought it was a little strange.

"What's the matter? Bert, don't you know something?"

Bane used to think it hard to get involved in other people's domestic affairs, but Bert and Louis seem to be on good terms.

So she didn't say anything more, but just stood there quietly.

Bert paused and thought for a moment before he came up with a simple and good description.

"Faces."

That's right.

Louie and Shook are good looking because their parents are good looking.

And Bert had met Shook's mother. She was very pretty, very gentle, a very attractive woman indeed.

Bea, however, was not at all like him. Above all, he needed to be dressed to be beautiful.

Louis frowned, not feeling quite right either.

"You think my sister is not pretty?"

"I didn't say that."

"Bert!

"You'd better look into it."

He said that because they were brothers.

Louis didn't seem to want to continue the conversation. "You look like you're getting married."

Bane had not expected Louis to ask so directly, and most importantly, his eyes were on her.

She did not feel embarrassed, but smiled graciously: "There is still some time."

Bert was not satisfied with this answer, but could not say more.

"Pro, this side suggests you more catch him for a period of time, otherwise this kind of person does not know to cherish."

"You may go."

"Well, don't think of me when I'm gone."

Louis waved his hand and walked straight away.

Bane looked at him. "You think there's something wrong with that girl?"

Bert nodded. "Shook's blind. That girl's too fake."

"You're so straightforward."

Bert curls his mouth. "She has the same look as any other woman, and I hate it."

Bane was amused, but more than that, secretly pleased.

With a man as fine as Bert, I'm sure a lot of women would jump at him.

But Bert obviously did not like them, and not only that, he could see through the women easily.

It's hard not to be tempted by such a Bert.

"Only it's their business, not ours, and you don't have to worry about him."

"Good."

"Wanna take a break?

Bane was about to say it was all right, but when she noticed that a number of other women around her were looking, she nodded.

Bert felt nervous at once.

"Then let's take a break."

Bert took her there at once.

This is a special place for people to rest, beautifully decorated and private.

"Would you like some water?"

Bane was about to refuse, but seeing Bert's gentleness made him hesitate, and she wondered how far he would go to take care of her.

Bert looked about him and hesitated for a moment to get it himself.

After all, other people took it, he was not at ease.

"Wait for me a minute."

"Good."

Bane nodded with a smile, but Bert looked at her, not entirely at ease. "If anyone bothers you, don't mind them. Rest and wait for me."

Bane realized that Bert could be just as verbose.

"I'm a mother of three."

Bert smiled, his eyes gentler than ever.

Suddenly she bent her head and planted a kiss on his lips before she left.