Chapter 907

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 907 Just as Cecilia’s words were out of her mouth, Wendy began crying Putting on a look of confusion and pretending not to know what happened, Susanne asked, “Was someone mean to Wendy? Why didn’t I hear about this? Wendy, why didn’t you tell me that someone was bullying you? You said you were going to take good care of yourself when you moved out back then.”

Instantly, Wendy froze mid-sob; she never thought that Susanne would redirect the focus back to her so quickly.

Is she giving up on me? No, I can’t let Susanne hate me!

Thus, Wendy quickly changed tactics and shook her head. “No, no one was mean to me. I just miss Mom and Dad too much, so I felt like crying when I saw them. They just thought that I was bullied by someone else.”

At that, Susanne smiled. “Good to hear that.”

“What do you mean by no one bullied you?” Daniel yelled, slamming his palm on the table. “Everyone’s cursing at you on the school forum. You silly child, why are you still hiding this from us. Since Mrs.

Nightshire is here now, just be frank with us about what happened. She will stand up for you!”

Once again, playing the role of the good cop, Cecilia shot a glare at Daniel. “Stop talking.”

She then turned to Susanne and said, “Susanne, I know Vin is currently discussing a business deal in Horington, so I’ve helped him book the transportation and hotel. With the two of us helping him out, he’ll surely be able to expand his business in Horington.

However, we won’t be able to stay here in Jadeborough for long. Once we leave, we’ll have to entrust Wendy to you again.”

Susanne stiffened at that.

What Cecilia meant was—if their family were to have a fallout, Nightshire Group would not be able to establish itself in Horington.

No foreigner would be able to navigate the streets better than a local, but Horington was a land full of opportunities. If the Nightshire family planned to develop in Horington, they would have to rely on the Greene family of Horington.

In other words, Cecilia was subtly threatening her.

Despite the irritation she felt, Susanne knew that the only place left that Nightshire Group had yet to expand to was Horington. If things went sour between them and the Greenes, Nightshire Group would have trouble with their business expansion.

With that thought in mind, Susanne forced down her annoyance and squeezed out a smile. “Of course.

I’ll take good care of Wendy.”.

“I’m glad to hear that,” Cecilia replied with a chuckle. “Her school will be having a charity auction on Monday, and we’re planning to attend it with her. We’ll be taking the opportunity to help Wendy mediate her relationship with her classmates. Susanne, why don’t you come with us if you have nothing much to do on Monday?”

Before Susanne could reject her, Cecilia added, “I’m thinking of making some homemade pastries to give the students. It won’t be as sincere if I were to ask the servants to help out with the baking, so why don’t you same time, hm?”

There was no way Susanne could reject after all that, so she stiffly nodded.

Finally, after lunch ended, Cecilia asked the housekeeper to put down the gifts before rising to her feet to bid Susanne goodbye.

“It’s time for us to leave after disturbing you for so long. Wendy, say goodbye to Mrs. Nightshire.”

Wendy then obediently waved to Susanne. “Mrs. Nightshire, we’ll be leaving now.”

With a faint smile on her face, Susanne nodded and Before they stepped out of the house, Cecilia even reminded, “I’ll come to the manor on Monday. See you then.”

Hearing that made the corner of Susanne’s lips twitched, but still, she waved at the trio.

Why didn’t I notice how well the Greenes can talk their way through things before today?

A moment later, the butler stepped forward and asked, “Shall I open these gifts now, or shall I put them in the warehouse right away?”

When Susanne turned to look at the pile of gifts, she felt a gnome creeping into her head and starting to drill her brain.

“Put them in the warehouse.”

As she spoke, she took out her phone to call Vinson.