Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 127 Silly Girl

Chapter 127 Silly Girl

Michael smiled and glanced at Charlotte's worried gaze on the observation deck. He was stunned and then smiled, waved and silently said, "Look, I'm the winner!"

Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Michael looked at angry Peter and said, "Mr. Matteo, please."

Peter clenched his fists and followed Michael up to the viewing deck with a cold face. At this moment, his cousin also arrived and smiled politely at the fat manager, "Excuse me."

The fat manager said, "Mr. Clark doesn't want to see anyone else now."

Michael frowned and said, "Who is that woman?"

Bentley glanced at him and said, "She's Peter's cousin. I heard that she and Mr. Clark were once classmates."

Michael laughed and said, "Coward man."

He took a step forward and said to the fat manager, "Fatty, let this young lady in. We all know each other."

The fat manager quickly stepped aside and said when seeing Michael, "Please."

Suddenly, a large group of people came to the viewing deck, which startled Charlotte. Nelson narrowed his eyes in displeasure and said to the people, "What are you doing?"

Peter and others, who were extremely arrogant, dared not speak. Michael turned his car keys with his fingers and said with a smile, "Mr. Clark, I made a bet with someone. If I win this group of

people, he will kneel down and call Charlotte 'father'. So they are here!"

Charlotte looked at the group of sons that suddenly appeared and said, "I..."

"Charlotte, don't be shy. Do you want them to come one by one or together?"

Nelson looked at Charlotte's flushed face and immediately felt less interested, but he did not stop Michael.

"Mr. Clark, " A gentle female voice rang out, "What a coincidence."

Charlotte felt that the voice was very familiar, and when she turned her head, she found that it was indeed Felicity Bryson.

Felicity wore a very elegant white knee-length skirt today, and her makeup was as delicate as ever. She didn't look like a woman in her thirties at all, indicating that she had done a good job in her daily skincare.

Nelson glanced at her and didn't want to answer at all.

Felicity, however, seemed to have completely forgotten what had happened last time at the shooting range. She smiled and said, "I heard you were here watching racing cars, but I didn't believe it at first. After all, you haven't driven it for many years."

When she just received a call from Peter, she was so happy that she was afraid she wouldn't be able to see him in time. Even her makeup was done in the car. But to her surprise, she rushed over and saw Charlotte again!

Mr. Clark had not yet despised her!

After all, Felicity was smart and she didn't express her disgust.

But Nelson's face suddenly turned cold. He thought, "Damn it! Felicity almost ruined my image."

Sure enough, Charlotte asked in confusion, "Mr. Clark...did you also play with cars before?"

Felicity immediately smiled proudly and was about to explain Nelson's previous achievements to Charlotte. However, Nelson was much faster than her and immediately said, "I haven't played with it before. You made a mistake, Ms. Bryson."

Felicity thought, "No! I haven't had dementia yet!"

Charlotte looked at Felicity.

Felicity understood what Nelson meant. Although she didn't know why, she still said, "Mr. Clark used to watch games, but he hasn't watched them for a long time."

Charlotte nodded.

Michael said, "Charlotte, you are really a silly girl. You believe everything Nelson says, and you may be easily hurt in the future."

Peter quickly gave his cousin a wink. Felicity looked at Michael and said, "Michael, I heard that you made a bet with Peter before, didn't you?"

Michael dragged a chair over and sat down, casually saying, "Yes."

Felicity said gently, "Peter has a bad temper. I apologize for the things he offends you about. As for the gambling agreement... it will really hurt his self-esteem. Can you please think about me and let this matter go?"

She knew that Michael was a distant relative of the Clark family, so she was very polite to him.

If Michael was in his own territory, he would immediately say, "Why should I give you face?" But at this moment, he rolled his eyes and laughed, "Mr. Matteo, how can you do these? How can you find your mother to persuade me? Don't escape your defeat."

Felicity's face twisted and she said, "I'm his cousin..."

"Oh, cousin," Michael said perfunctorily, "No matter you are his cousin or mother, it can't cover up the fact that he has seeked help from you."

Peter sneered, but he didn't dare to say anything because Nelson was there. He was proud that he could find a person to help him.

Michael smiled and said, "Okay. You're shameless, and I can't do anything about it."

He looked at Felicity and said, "But after all, the beneficiary of this bet is this girl, so why don't you ask her?"

Charlotte, who was pulled over by Michael, was confused.

Felicity took a deep breath, allowing herself to maintain a perfect smile when facing Charlotte. She said, "Ms. Lopez, he's still young and not sensible. Can you give me a face?"

Charlotte was speechless.

Charlotte looked helplessly at Michael, who told her not to give in.

Charlotte knew that Michael didn't want him to end the bet.

She said, "This is their business and I can't intervene."

Felicity's face changed and she said, "What does it mean? Ms. Lopez, do you refuse to give me the face?"

Michael sneered and said, "Aunt, who do you think you are? Is your face made of gold? Everyone needs to give it to you...I told you directly that Peter must fulfill his promise today, otherwise, he will lose more opportunities."

"You..." Felicity was quite angry, but after all, she knew that Nelson was still there, so she could only forcefully restrain her temper and said to Nelson, "Mr. Clark, it's just a joke between children. Mr. Braxton is too serious!"

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Felicity's face turned pale, and her teeth tightly clenched on her lower lip. She ignored the fact that her lipstick had been rubbed off.

"Hurry up." Nelson lazily supported himself with one hand. Under his slender and thick eyelashes, his pupils showed an imperceptible color in the night, and he lightly glanced at Peter.

The group of teenagers immediately softened their legs and fell to their knees on the ground.

Peter was sweating from Nelson's cold eyes. He didn't dare to do anything and said with a trembling voice, "Dad!"

Charlotte thought, "At this moment, should I touch his head and praise him? Being a dad for the first time, I have no experience."