Chapter 64 Peyton Slapped Half A Bowl Of Egg Mixture Onto HelenaâS Face.
On the way, Peyton had considered all the possibilities that could happen. Peyton thought, âItâs just a
matter of losing my selfâesteem and doing what Helena asks.â
Itâs actually not difficult.
Selfâesteem means nothing in the face of life and death.
This was Peytonâs first time entering Seaview Villa, and inside was the decoration style she liked.
There were blue arches, horseshoeâshaped windows, and gray walls. The white curtains appeared
even more mysterious and romantic in the breeze from the sea.
Unfortunately, the owner of the villa was Helena.
The servant led Peyton to the living room. The spacious and bright living room was equipped with
circular floorâtoâceiling windows, allowing a clear view of the sea from every angle.
Peyton hadnât seen Helena yet when her leg was suddenly grabbed. It was Chris, whom she hadnât
seen for many days.
âMom.â Chrisâs pronunciation was better than before, soft and sweet.
Chrisâs eyes sparkled like the stars in the sky. Seeing Chris again, Peyton felt a sense of familiarity.
Chris opened his arms towards Peyton, drooling. âMom, hug meâ¦â
Peyton wanted to reach out and rub his head. At that moment, the nanny hurriedly came over and took
Chris away.
âChris, hurry upstairs. Your mother is going to do something important
soon.â
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Taken away forcibly, Chris was extremely unhappy. He immediately started crying and reached out his
arms towards Peyton, saying,
âMommy, mommy.â
Peyton also felt a bit reluctant. She had such complex emotions towards Helenaâs son.
Helena arrived late from the second floor and could hear Chrisâ voice from afar. âDear Chris, you finally
said the word âmomâ. I will come to play with you in a moment.â
Chris ignored Helena and continued to look in Peytonâs direction.
Helena sat down on the sofa and the servant came over to ask, âMrs. Dalton, what would you like to
drink?â
Helena propped her head up with her right hand and lazily looked at Peyton, âI heard you were good at
baking cakes.â
âIf itâs about the condition of the Schmittâs house, I can give you a tour,â Peyton cut to the chase.
Helena, on the other hand, smiled and said, âPeyton, considering you come from a business family, Iâm
surprised your father didnât teach you that you have to give before you can get. Since youâre here
today, I assume you want to discuss the Schmittâs house with me. Youâre not qualified to negotiate with
me.â
âWhat did you want to eat?â
âThe servant would tell you.â
After being told by the servant, Peyton baked a tray of honey cake.
âToo sweet.â
Peyton baked the cake for the second time.
âToo hard.â
The third time, the fourth time⦠Helena always managed to find reasons and excuses. The fifth time,
Helena poured egg mixture on Peytonâs hair.
Peyton endured her anger as the mixture of batter and egg dripped down onto her hair.
Peyton lowered her head, and her long eyelashes covered the emotions. in her eyes. Her voice was
low, making it difficult to discern her emotions.
âMs. Chase, I was not a cook, so I couldnât bake something that suited your taste.â
However, Helena remained reckless and arrogant, with a smug expression on her face.
âPeyton, I have always been a grudge holder. Didnât I tell you to bring Kadence with you? This is what
happens when you donât listen.â
Peyton was well aware that Helena dared to be so insolent and arrogant because of Nolan. And Peyton
had nothing, even relying on others, so Helena felt she could mistreat her at will.
When Helena happily looked at the disheveled Peyton, Peyton, who had been bowing his head all
along, suddenly moved.
Peyton was very fast. She picked up the remaining half bowl of egg mixture and slapped it forcefully
onto Helenaâs face.