Jean pretended to leave. Barton immediately stopped her in her tracks.

He had begun to suspect her. It was a good thing she was going to moving in. If she really hid something from him, she would definitely give something away.

So Barton asked her to stay.

"It's just a random question. Why are you so angry?" Barton sighed. "It's my wish that you move in here. And I'm happy that you do."

"Really?" Jean asked with an obvious skepticism in her tone.

"Of course, it’s true." He smiled to assure her. "Let's go and see your room."

As he spoke, he gestured for her to come in and he led her to her room, which had already been prepared. He pushed the door open and asked, "How is it? Do you like it?"

"Of course!" Jean replied with a bright smile. "Dad, since I'm going to live here from now on, we can meet each other every day."

orry about me disturbing your life.

If he really has a problem with you, I'm pretty sure it has nothing to do with me. You'd better find the reason yourself and leave me out of it."

"You really didn’t say anything?" Jean looked at her and asked.

"No, I didn't," Julia replied. "Alright, now that you've already known the answer, leave now and don't ever come again!"

As she spoke, she grabbed Jean and dragged her out of the house. Jean, on the other hand, left a warning as she looked straight at Julia. "I hope you haven't said anything. I'm telling you, if I find out that you were talking shit about me behind my back, I won't have mercy on you."

"Don’t worry. I only want to live peacefully on my own. I don’t want to get involved in your mess. If you really want to get rid of me, don’t come here anymore!" Julia coldly replied.

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