Chapter 213 I Pestered Your Daughter
Peyton couldnât understand Coletteâs thinking. It was Colette who left Peyton and flew abroad back
then.
After many years away, she has now returned. Shouldnât the most important thing for her to do be to
make amends with her daughter?
Doing so not only ruined Peytonâs reputation, but also had a negative impact on herself. Why did she
do this in the first place?
Colette paused for a moment, then her gaze turned even more fierce. âPeyton, I had already taught you
to be an upright person. Arenât you afraid of facing consequences for doing such things?â
Peytonâs clenched fingers had oozed a hint of blood. âWhy should I be afraid? The one who should be
afraid is herâ¦â
Before the words had even settled, a calm male voice spoke up, âMrs. Chase, my CEO would like both
of you to come upstairs and have a seat.â
This matter had unexpectedly reached the presidentâs office. Lucian stood respectfully on the side and
escorted the two individuals away.
Peyton kept her head down, staring at Coletteâs figure. Colette remained much the same as she
remembered.
She forced a bitter smile. If Peyton had known that her mother would be such a person, would she
have held onto hope all these years?
After the door opened, Lucian respectfully welcomed Colette in, saying, âMadam, please have a seat.â
Colette sat down as Lucian had just made a gesture to Peyton. Peyton interrupted voluntarily, saying,
âNo need, Iâm fine standing.â
Nolan put down the file in his hand and stood up. He moved quickly, and as he passed by Peyton, a
cold breeze swept past.
He sat down across from Colette, not saying a word, with a chill spreading through his body.
Kason and Elbert both only showed a gentle side in front of Colette in the past, so she was still not
quite accustomed to the pressure from the younger generation.
âMs. Stuart, why didnât you give us a headsâup before coming to our company? I could have arranged
for someone to pick you up.â
Nolan sat in front of the tea table, boiling water, brewing tea, and washing cups with the skill of an
elderly person in their twilight years.
Colette changed her previous flamboyant demeanor and placed her hands on her knees, appearing
like a proper young lady.
âI had something to discuss with my daughter.â
Nolanâs voice was not loud, and his tone was quite steady. He held the teacup between his hands and
flipped it over for cleaning, his movements flowing smoothly.
âMs. Stuart, how you want to argue and make a fuss is your freedom, we as the younger generation
have no right to interfere, butâ¦â
He suddenly placed the teacup on the tea tray, making a sound. Nolan stared at Colette and said, âIs it
not good for you to cause trouble in my company?â
The presidentâs authority came crashing down. Colette swallowed her saliva, she didnât expect the
younger generation to have such a strong
presence.
âNolan, I did all this for your own good. I know Peytie has been bothering you all along. Seeing you
about to get engaged to Helena, I just wanted to help you.â
Peyton was frustrated and was about to speak when Nolan interrupted her, saying, âMs. Stuart, I think
you have misunderstood something.â
Nolan placed the cup in front of her and said, âI was the one who bothered your daughter from
beginning to end.â
This sentence felt like a slap in Coletteâs face.
Colette didnât come to her senses for half a day and stammered, âHow is this possible? I heard that you
had a bad relationship and that you were already divorced. You and Helena have a child, so I
thoughtâ¦â
âMs. Stuart, sometimes what we see with our own eyes may not necessarily be true, let alone hearsay.
Originally, I shouldnât interfere in your family affairs, but I also want to remind you that Peyton is your
biological daughter. Why would you rather believe your stepdaughter and not listen to a word from your
own daughter?â