Chapter 1126 The man knew someone had saved Chloe the other night and wanted to find that individual to thank them personally, yet sources told him that the person wore a mask that concealed their identity.
He asked Chloe about it, yet she would not say anything. 1 Never did he expect the person who saved his daughter would show up at his mansion this night!
Leon Lennon looked at Charmine with disbelief. "You saved Chloe?" "Yeah, and I need to speak to you, Ms. Lennon." Charmine looked at Chloe and asked, "Ms. Lennon, you wanted to take your life due to Mr. Lennon being too caught up with work and neglected you in the process. You think he's being too strict on you, don't you?" i Chloe frowned. How did Charmine know? o However, she scoffed, "As I said, you donât have a say here! You can't control me! This is the Lennon mansion, so please leave!"
"Since Ms. Lennon said I'm the cause of everything, it's only natural I have a say in this," said Charmine before she turned to Leon. "Mr. Lennon, why donât we go in and have a talk?" "Of course, of course! You're welcomed. Please, come in!" Leon led her in and instructed the maids, "Go and prepare some tea!" "Leon Lennon, are you sure you want to speak to a stranger? What's there to talk about?!" grumbled Chloe angrily.
'This is a talk between adults, so stay out of this. Go to sleep!" ordered Leon strictly before he led Charmine to the sofa in the living room.
"Please forgive Chloe,â muttered the guilty Leon, "she's still so young." "She's not young anymore-she's fifteen. Do you still treat her like a young child and yell at her for being one?â asked Charmine. 1 Leon halted. "As you've seen, she's bad-tempered. If I don't yell at her, sheâll get worse!"
"Not necessarily."
Charmine looked around the living room; clean without a speck of dust. Everything was orderly placed, seemingly perfect, but it lacked the warmth of a home.
She said, "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Lennon is busy with work every day. You probably only come home once per month and have bare minimum communication with Ms. Lennon, am I right?" "How do you know?" Leon was shocked.
Charmine studied his face: he had a serious and strict face.
She smiled. "Not only that, but I also know that even when you're home and though you miss your daughter greatly, you don't know how to spend time with her. Since you're full of machismo, you believe in being strict to your child, which translates to how you treat Ms. Lennon very strictly. Am I right?" 1 Leon listened on with shock. This was his first time meeting Charmine, yet she seemed to have read their lives thoroughly.
He picked up the teacup and took a sip. He sighed heavily. "To be honest with you, Chloe's mother passed away when giving birth to her. Fifteen years ago, I was still a lower-ranked staff-l was bullied wherever I went and lived with minimal wages. I had to take care of her alone and I couldn't even afford a Barbie doll for her. I was determined to give her a better life at that moment, burying myself in work to give her a better life. All these years, my average working hours per day are as high as fifteen hours. I come home being tired. I wanted to see her well-behaving, but as you've seen, she is bad-tempered. What else can I do?" 1 Charmine did not expect someone as high-ranking as Leon had such a backstory.
"Everyone has their own difficulties. I can understand that you're trying to help Ms. Lennon," she spoke. "However, other than giving the children money, status, and discipline, have you thought of something else?" Charmine asked quietly.