Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

At this point, Richelle didn’t hide anything from him anymore.

“Hmm, otherwise, I wouldn’t take the risk.”

Hugo Camrey looked at her worriedly, “Since you’re fully aware, I won’t persuade you anymore, but you need to be careful. The task initiator is not someone easy to deal with!”

Richelle nodded, “I know, so the things I asked you to help with, if you can check, check, if you can’t check or don’t want to go further, don’t force yourself. Jayden Dunn is also not someone easy to deal with.”

Helping friends isn’t a big deal, but giving up one’s life isn’t necessary.

Looking at mommy and Hugo Camrey standing at the kitchen door, the little master who originally thought the crispy and soft fries were delicious suddenly felt that everything tasted bland.

He began to curse his useless father in his heart as the doorbell rang at this moment.

The little master’s face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly got up and ran out, “Daddy’s here!”

Timothy and Tifanny had formed a conditioned reflex when they heard that their dad was coming. They hurriedly opened the drawer under the coffee table and took out their masks to put on.

Hugo Camrey heard the doorbell and glanced over naturally. Seeing Timothy and Tifanny’s coordinated actions, he paused for a moment, then quickly reacted and slapped Richelle’s shoulder with a laugh.

“Richelle, you’re really something. That’s so creative.”

Richelle glanced at her masked children and shrugged.

“It wasn’t my idea. Timothy came up with it!”

Hugo Camrey sighed again, feeling that Richelle’s home’s precious children were indeed rare treasures.

Soon, the little master led Roy Lewis in.

“Brother and sister, come, Daddy brought delicious tofu pudding from the West City!”

Timothy and Tifanny, who were wriggling their little feet on the side of the coffee table while eating fries, heard there were their favorite tofu pudding and excitedly ran towards Roy Lewis.

“Uncle!”

Roy Lewis draped his coat on his arm and freed a hand to bend down and ruffle the heads of the two little ones.

“Hello, my darlings. Go and divide the tofu pudding and eat it while it’s hot.”

As for Timothy and Tifanny always wearing half masks, Roy Lewis seemed to have gotten used to the odd sight.

The little master and Timothy each took a bag and put it on the coffee table.

Tifanny naturally took his hand and walked inside, “Uncle, there are fries to eat too, you should have some!”

In just a few days, Roy Lewis had become accustomed to treating Timothy and Tifanny the same as his own son.

In fact, because Tifanny was so cute and adorable, many times his gaze would unconsciously be drawn to her.

He slowly followed Tifanny into the living room and met Hugo Camrey head-on as he walked back from the kitchen door.

Investigative gazes fell on each other simultaneously.

Richelle, who was following behind Hugo Camrey, couldn’t help but feel that there had been a brief clash of electric sparks in the air just now.

She silently laughed at herself, thinking that this was modern society, such a fantastical thing shouldn’t happen!

“Mr. Lewis, this is my friend Hugo Camrey!”

And to Hugo Camrey, “Hugo, this is Timmy’s dad, ATr. Lewis.”

Both men reached out and shook hands, “Mr. Camrey, nice to meet you!”

“Mr. Lewis, I’ve heard so much about you!”

Roy Lewis remembered his son saying that Hugo Camrey was handsome, so his gaze quickly swept over him.

He saw Hugo Camrey wearing ordinary jeans and a sweater, with handsome features, medium-length hair tied back in a casual ponytail with a rubber band. The whole person looked lazy and casual, yet exuded a natural and unrestrained aura.

Richelle’s friend, or rather, the man she admired, was this one?

As Roy Lewis looked at Hugo Camrey, Hugo was also sizing him up.

Roy Lewis, as usual, was dressed in a simple white shirt and vest, with a suit jacket casually draped over his arm. He stood tall and handsome, with strikingly deep eyes. Even though he seemed to casually stand there, his whole body exuded a sharp air of being at the top for a long time.

Even though Hugo came from a good background and was well-conditioned himself, as a man standing in front of Roy Lewis, he felt like he was overshadowed and naturally crushed.

Even if Hugo didn’t want to admit it, he had to acknowledge that this man, who had been rated as the Federation’s best young entrepreneur for several years in a row, was worthy of the godlike image described by others, both in terms of external conditions and internal strength.

Seeing the two men sizing each other up, Richelle hurriedly invited Roy Lewis to sit down, then turned her head to give Timothy instructions.

“Timothy, get a cup and pour uncle some pear juice.”

Roy Lewis pointed to the tofu pudding he had bought specially and said to Richelle.

“I’ve got tofu pudding, let’s eat it while it’s hot.”

Richelle glanced at the bowls of tofu pudding already placed on the table, the logo on the packaging clearly indicating that they were from the famous brand in West City that required a long queue to purchase.

“It’s West City Tofu Pudding, we should eat it first.”

Richelle then ordered Timothy, “Timothy, go tell Mrs. Walker to come out and eat tofu pudding.”

Richelle’s living room was already small, and now with two tall men, Roy Lewis and Hugo Camrey, it felt even more cramped.

The three children sat around the coffee table, as the two guests, Roy Lewis and Hugo Camrey, were arranged to sit on the sofa. There were no extra chairs in the living room, so Richelle and Mrs. Walker didn’t bother to move any from the dining room and just stood behind the children eating from their bowls.

Seeing this, Hugo shifted towards the middle of the sofa, cleared some space, and patted the seat while looking up at Richelle.

“Richelle, you sit here.”

Roy Lewis and the little master, Kiki, both looked up at Richelle.

Richelle felt the three gazes with different meanings, hesitated for a moment, then stepped over and sat down on the armrest next to Hugo.

To ease the awkwardness, Richelle took the initiative to chat with Roy Lewis.

“Mr. Lewis, 1 heard that this West City Tofu Pudding requires waiting in line for an hour or two to buy, and each person is limited to buying only two bowls. Is that true?”

Roy Lewis replied indifferently, “I’m not sure, 1 asked the boss to reserve them for me.”

Damn, she shouldn’t have asked! What a wicked rich man!

Richelle admitted to being a bit vulgar, and occasionally resented the rich!

Richelle laughed it off, “Haha, I forgot, what kind of person Mr. Lewis is, how could he possibly wait in line.”

Roy Lewis glanced at Richelle faintly, as she normally wouldn’t speak with such weird sarcasm.

Was it because of this Hugo character today?

Seeking to understand, his gaze shifted from Richelle to Hugo. Hugo also looked up, and the two men looked at each other and saw a bit of hostility in each other’s eyes.

Hugo glanced at the children enjoying their meal and it seemed that the gifts he had carefully chosen had been defeated by Roy Lewis’ bowl of tofu pudding.

Hugo sighed inwardly – fine, let it be. He had never dared to think too much about Richelle anyway.

However, he thought, it was also Richelle’s fault. She had said that she and Roy Lewis had nothing between them, but the man’s gaze at him now clearly saw him as an external intruder. With such obvious territorial awareness, did Richelle not feel it, or did she subconsciously choose to ignore it?

After a round of eye contact between Roy Lewis and Hugo, Roy asked, “Mr. Camrey, you own an internet cafe?”

Hugo nodded openly, “Yes, Mr. Lewis. Is there any advice you have for me?”

A bunch of related events flashed through Roy Lewis’ mind, but his expression remained indifferent.

“1 just wanted to ask if you’ve ever heard of an internet cafe called ‘Mansion’?”