Stuck On You

Chapter 144 That Old Photo (Part One)



Chapter 144 That Old Photo (Part One)

Chason made up his mind that he must not be partial to either side on this matter. He trusted Claire

with all his heart, but at the same time, he didn't believe that Rita would do something to frame others

up.

What was he missing?

Rita was with his mother.

Chason was shocked. He didn't know when Rita got so close to his mother. Although she had a lot of

contact with his mother before, it was all because of him.

It wouldn't be too much if she went back to visit Gina. But it was a little strange for them to be together

again and again.

Leaning against the car window, he squinted his eyes. Then he called Larry, "I have a task for you.

Send someone to keep an eye on Miss Rita and my mother."

Chason knew his mother very well. A person like her must want to get something when making friends

with others. But now she was so close to Rita, which made him a little surprised.

After all, the Mo family had been in a lot of trouble recently. Her mother was now so anxious about the

Gu family that she had no time to meddle in other people's affairs.

Then, they

He suddenly had an ominous feeling that the bond between them had always been himself. Could it be

them?

At the thought of this, he shook his head fiercely. What was he thinking about? Although his mother

valued interests, she was his mother after all.

"My lady." In the villa in the western suburbs, Gina was talking with Rita when a servant ran in in a

hurry.

Gina's face changed. She stared at the man with some blame and said, "Miss Rita is still here. Why are

you so panic?"

"Mr. Chason Mr. Chason... " When the servant mentioned Mr. Chason, Rita's expression became more

serious. Did it have anything to do with Chason?

They all looked at the servant and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Chason seemed to have found something and drove directly to the villa." Said the servant, Gina

chuckled. He deserved to be his son. If she had the ability to see through everything, he could do the

same.

On the other hand, Rita panicked. It hadn't been a long time, but she had plotted so many things with

Gina these days. Even if they were all against Claire, what would he think of her if he found out?

Seeming to see through her mind, Gina gently held her hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid. The

man you love can't be so incompetent. He won't know nothing about our schemes."

"Then what should we do now?" Rita bit her lips.

Gina, who had experienced all kinds of ups and downs in her life, didn't choose Rita to be her

daughter-in-law for no reason. She didn't care about her family background, beauty and ability. The

main reason why she came to her was that she was obedient. Although she was his mother, she finally

understood a truth after she begged him to help the Gu family last time. Since his son was an eagle, he

would not be controlled by her.

But no matter how powerful a man was, he would be controlled by a woman. Obviously, Gina knew that

her son treated Claire differently. She even knew that Chason's love for Claire was real compared with

for Rita's.

She was a mother, even though she hadn't accompanied her son for a long time. She knew better than

anyone else that the way he treated Rita was the kind of inexperienced and ignorant man who grew up

from a boy in his first love. No matter how good he was to her, she couldn't be better than the person

who had made up his mind to choose after so many things.

However, Gina didn't care about it. No matter how much her son liked Claire and even if they really

loved each other, love couldn't be a meal. She would never like Claire no matter in the position of NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Chason's mother or the daughter of the Gu family.

"Gina?" Rita's voice pulled Gina back from her thoughts.

She smiled apologetically, "It doesn't matter. Remember what I said to you. Keep calm no matter what

happens." After a pause, she continued, "Besides, you're just here to check if I'm feeling better. What

can he suspect?"

Not knowing why, Rita felt that the calmness of this woman who was still beautiful in her middle age

would benefit her for the rest of her life. "Okay, I'm not flustered."

Gina nodded and stroked her hair lovingly. "You're going to meet Chason soon. I'll ask the servant to

make up for you." She paused and whispered something in her ear.

The surprise in her eyes became more and more intense, but she still did not say anything. She just

obediently followed the servant to change clothes and adjust her makeup.

This was a light yellow dress specially prepared by Gina for her, with a seemingly ordinary necklace.

She looked at herself in the mirror, beautiful and attractive. Any man would be unable to take his eyes

off her, but what about him? Would he still look at her with loving eyes as before and say that she was

beautiful?

A few minutes after she went downstairs, Chason's car stopped outside the door. Gina winked at her,

and the next second, Chason came in in a white suit.

Even though Chason's face had been deeply engraved in her mind, she was still amazed by him at the

moment. It was rare for a man to look so good in white clothes, he was like a modest gentleman and

also a playboy.

"Chason." A trace of shyness flashed across her face, as if she had forgotten why he came. "Why are

you here?"

At the same time, facing Rita in a light yellow dress, a hint of shock flashed through his eyes. "Rita."

If he remembered correctly, this dress was worn by her when he met her for the first time.

At that time, it was the first time for him to attend a banquet with his mother. He didn't like the noisy

environment inside, so he sneaked out alone. Later he fell into the pool of the Mo family because of

naughtiness. He shouted for help. At that time, he was only a six-year-old boy and couldn't swim at all.

The water in the pool would really kill him. But everyone was at the reception in the front hall, and no

one would find him so soon.


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