Shirley bathed the two kids and changed into the parent-child outfit that Mildred picked for her. Then they headed to Phoenix Restaurant together with Mildred.
The atmosphere was cheerful on the way. They went to this dinner with anticipation and a happy mood.
As they were about to arrive at Phoenix Restaurant, Mildred bore something in mind suddenly, and she turned around to Shirley, “I heard that Amelia Jones is back too.”
Shirley frowned instantly, looking back at the two kids behind her. The two little ones probably had heard this name too, and their faces changed, especially for Emma, scrunching up her face.
Shirley turned back and said, “Hasn’t she always been in France? Besides, her sugar daddy hasn’t changed since I joined the industry.”
“I heard that her sugar daddy was dead, and she had offended too many people in France. Since the Jones family is based in this city and she wants to come back to find another sugar daddy.” This was all hearsay. Amelia was so bitchy and on par with Sabina Thomas.
Speaking of Sabina, Mildred had news to share too, “By the way, your sister and mother took a ferry and went to Country A this morning.”
Shirley frowned, “What are they doing in Country A?”
That place was known for its gambling industry. It was a surprise to Shirley that the two had gone to such a place.
Mildred sneered, “She revealed to her fans that she had contacted a famous doctor there and went there to recuperate from her injuries.”
Speaking of this, Mildred was thoughtful, “But, I have been sending people observe them secretly.”
Shirley trembled, and she turned around, staring at Mildred, “Mildred, I’ll handle my own affairs. Don’t meddle in my business. Sabina can do anything when she is in a frenzy.”
“Ugh, okay, okay. I’m just looking for those who are reliable.” Mildred waved her hand, not taking Shirley’s words to heart.
The car slowly drove into Food Square and stopped at the parking space in front of Phoenix Restaurant, followed by a black luxury car that drove past them and stopped in front of them.
A woman dressed in a red dress slowly got out of the luxury car. The woman had long black hair, with heavy makeup, and tall, about one seventy-five.
Shirley was melancholy looking at that woman. Mildred then quickly turned the steering wheel, and the car passed by the woman in red with a whoosh.
The woman cried out in alarm instantly and collapsed next to the luxury car, looking in a terrible mess.
Shirley looked through the rear view mirror and chuckled, “Mildred, you’ve soiled Amelia’s dress. You’ll be eaten alive later.”
“Hmph, she’s such a bitch. I’ll screw her up once I see her.” Mildred parked the car right into the parking space where Amelia was going to park, and her parking skills were perfect.
Amelia came up from the back in an aggressive manner.
Mildred pushed the door open suddenly just when Amelia was approaching the driver’s seat.
With a bang, Amelia was knocked down by the suddenly opened door, falling on the ground. It had rained a little in the afternoon, with some puddles in the wet area, and Amelia just happened to fall into a pool.
Amelia looked down at her clothes and hands, exclaiming, “Mildred Walker, you bitch, how dare you push me.”
Mildred cried out in a low voice as if she had just seen her and hurried over, saying, “It’s you, Ms. Jones. I’m sorry. I’ve just come back and still not familiar with the roads here. Are you alright? Alas, you’re all wet. Now what?”
Shirley, who had just opened the back seat door, couldn’t help but giggle. Mildred was indeed good at being mystifying. However, Amelia had nothing to be a pity of. Just like what Mildred had said, such a bitch shouldn’t be spared.
As Shirley opened the door, Emma rushed into her arms, with her body shaking slightly, “Mommy, it’s that bad aunty.”
“Don’t be afraid. Mommy’s here. She wouldn’t dare to hurt you anymore.” Shirley held the little one tightly in her arms, gently stroking her back. She looked inside the car again. Jacob had opened the door on the other side and jumped out of the vehicle.
Amelia was pointing at Mildred, scolding, “You obviously did it on purpose. I was standing there properly, and you suddenly drove the car over. Isn’t there another parking space over there? Don’t drive if you can’t drive well, causing so much troubles.”
Mildred looked innocent, “I really didn’t mean to do it. There’s a lot of clothes for sale behind the food street. Do you want to change one?”
“You… how dare you ask me to buy something off-the-rack? You’ve gone too far…”
“Aunt Amelia!” Jacob had a long face, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other on his lips, and coughed out, interrupting Amelia’s words.
Amelia was instantly attracted by the child’s voice, turned around looking at Jacob, and sneered, “Shirley is here too?”
“Thank you for thinking about me. Of course I have to come to the master’s dinner.” Shirley walked over from behind and said icily.
Amelia looked at the child that Shirley was holding in her arms. She was reluctant thinking of herself working so hard for so many years and was back to square one now, couldn’t help but ridicule, “Hey, you’ve even brought your two precious bastards out.”
“Who are you calling bastards!” Mildred was instantly irritated, rushed forward, and pushed Amelia hard.
Amelia was on guard and dodged to the side, shouting angrily, “Shirley, keep an eye on your dog. Keep her on a leash and don’t let her out to bite anyone randomly.”
“Amelia, even if the Jones family has never given you any upbringing, all the students of the master are well-educated, but you seem to regress, can’t even speak properly anymore?” Shirley was furious when she heard Amelia described Mildred as a dog.
Typically, when the two kids were around, she tried not to get into conflicts with others, but Amelia was far too much this time. And how could Amelia consider the children like Shirley did!
After being dissed by Shirley, Amelia was also in rage, “Who do you mean that? You can say that again!”
Shirley put Emma down, walked towards Amelia, staring at her icily, and said in an accusatory tone, “Mildred is my friend and not my dog. Please apologize to my friend Mildred!”
“Are you gone mad?”
Shirley was dolorous as she took a few more steps closer, spitting out, “Apologize to my friend Miss Walker.”
“She was the one who hit me first, she should apologize to me, and she had even soiled my dress. Why should I apologize to her? Ahh…”
Shirley raised her hand and slapped Amelia…