C111 This Is a Secret Between Father and Daughter

Clarie Scott immediately smiled, "Then it's fine, I'll take her upstairs to play with my brother."

Uncle Rory nodded and went to do something else.

Clarie Scott crouched down and smiled at her daughter. "Emma, come here. Let's go upstairs to find brother and let him play with the toys for you, okay?"

"Mommy, I don't want to play … I will wait for father to come back! " Emma Scott now felt that her father's land was his protective umbrella.

"Your dad didn't come back so soon. Let Mommy play with you for a while." Clarie Scott said with a gentle smile.

Emma Scott immediately shook her head, "No, I want Daddy. I made an appointment with Daddy at night."

Clarie Scott had no choice but to stand up. "You heartless little thing, don't you want your mommy now? That Mommy is so sad. "

It wasn't that Emma Scott didn't want Mommy, she was just afraid that Mommy would be angry if she knew that she had bitten her little friend again.

Clarie Scott had no choice but to return upstairs to change clothes before carrying her daughter.

Emma Scott saw her mother go upstairs. She ran to the living room door and sat quietly on the steps, waiting for her father to come back.

Clarie Scott changed into a new set of clothes and ran off to find her son. Sure enough, she saw the little guy sitting on the ground, playing with an electric train.

"Frank!" Clarie Scott pushed the door and entered.

The little guy was startled and quickly stood up. "Mommy, you're back!"

"Let me ask you, did something happen to your sister when she was at school today?" Clarie Scott was also smart. She couldn't call Dempsey Wilson directly, but her son would definitely know if she asked him.

"No …." Nothing happened! " Frank Scott instantly started to panic and even stuttered when he spoke.

Clarie Scott narrowed her eyes and looked sternly into his eyes as she asked, "Raise your head and look into mine. Answer it. Do you have it or not?"

Frank Scott could only raise his head and look his mother in the eye, "Mommy, I'm not too sure. Go ask Dad. Daddy took your sister away."

"You really don't know?" Clarie Scott sighed. What happened to her son? What happened to her little sister, he didn't know.

"Yeah, I really don't know!" Frank Scott did not dare to speak carelessly. Of course, he also wanted to protect his sister.

Looking at her son's young appearance, Clarie Scott was even more certain that something had happened to her daughter at school.

At this moment, from the entrance of the main hall, a bunch of lights came in. From afar, the driver saw a small figure sitting on the steps of the main hall.

"young master, Little Miss is sitting at the entrance." The driver quickly reminded him.

The slightly tired gaze of the man sitting in the back seat was slightly lifted. He sat up and looked forward.

"Stop!" Turn off the lights! " Dempsey Wilson immediately saw the petite girl sitting there with her body curled up. He was slightly shocked and immediately ordered the driver.

The driver quickly stopped the car and turned off the headlights.

Dempsey Wilson quickly opened the car door and walked towards the little guy.

Emma Scott was like a pitiful bug. Her small body was curled up into a ball as she sat there blankly. It was unknown whether she had fallen asleep or not, but her small body swayed a few times.

Dempsey Wilson had never seen his daughter so sad. He walked a few steps to her and squatted down, saying, "Emma, why are you sitting alone at the door? Is your mommy back? "

Emma Scott raised her head as soon as she heard her father's voice. Her big watery eyes immediately lit up with happiness. "Daddy, you're finally back. Emma has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Wait for me?" Dempsey Wilson was slightly shocked. He never thought that this little guy was sitting here waiting for him.

"Yeah, I just wanted to see Daddy faster, so I sat here and waited for you." Emma Scott continued to smile happily.

It had been four years since he built this villa, but he had never returned home like today, after a day of hard work. Someone told him that they had been waiting for him to come back.

This feeling was very touching. Even someone like Dempsey Wilson, who had never been touched by others before, was greatly shocked at this moment.

He carried his daughter in his arms and stroked her little head. He hugged her tightly and scolded her softly, "You little fool, just wait for daddy to come home. Don't sit on the floor anymore. Just wait in the living room. Remember that?"

"But I want to see Daddy soon." Emma Scott blinked her big eyes, completely unaware of how much Dempsey Wilson's heart hurt from the way she sat on the floor.

"Alright, I promise you, after I finish my work, I will return home as soon as possible." Dempsey Wilson comforted her gently.

"Yes, Daddy, Mommy is back. You have to keep it a secret for me." Emma Scott, who was hiding from her mother earlier, actually let her guard down in front of her father. She felt as if there was some secret between her father and herself, and grinned happily.

Dempsey Wilson nodded: "Don't worry, I won't say anything to her …"

Just as Dempsey Wilson finished speaking, a slender and beautiful figure walked out from the door. As soon as Clarie Scott came out, she happened to hear Dempsey Wilson's last words, her beautiful big eyes slightly squinted, walked up to the father and daughter, and asked: "What did you say just now that you're not going to tell me? What happened to his daughter at school today? I heard you brought her back around three. "

Dempsey Wilson frowned and carried his daughter into the living room, pretending that he didn't hear Clarie Scott's words.

Clarie Scott didn't expect to be ignored so much by this man. She was instantly angered. What were these people hiding from her?

What was going on? Was his daughter hurt? Was he being bullied?

Clarie Scott turned around quickly and blocked Dempsey Wilson's path with her hand, "If you don't explain yourself, I won't let you in."

Dempsey Wilson frowned: "You poured the wine onto me at noon today, I'm not going to argue with you. Can you not ask why now?"

"No, Emma is my daughter …"

"But you haven't even entered her school. If you really care about what happened to her, shouldn't you first examine whether or not you're a qualified mother?" Dempsey Wilson's tone carried a hint of ridicule.

Clarie Scott was stunned!

Emma Scott was curled up in her father's embrace. Seeing that the two of them were arguing about her, she immediately turned pale with fright.

"I'm taking my daughter out for a trip. Stay at home and accompany your son." After Dempsey Wilson finished, he carried his daughter and walked out.

Clarie Scott became even more curious when she heard that he was going to bring his daughter away by himself. She quickly blocked his path again, "Dempsey Wilson, explain everything before leaving. Where are you taking your daughter? Is she hurt? "