Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet?

Chapter 666 An Unexpected Encounter with an Old Friend

In fact, he had truly kept that promise during the two decades they spent abroad.

Over the years, he had been the gentle and steady Gentry Iverson no matter what happened.

He was always there for her. He looked after her and shielded her from trouble. To her, he was always

someone she could rely on.

But people were complicated creatures.

It was true that Gentry had never turned a hair in the face of all kinds of troubled times.

However, when something struck his nerve, he would instantly release the light he had been hiding

under a bushel.

Gentry inhaled deeply and said as gently as he could manage, “Sorry. I shouldn’t have lashed out at

you. Kristina, let me walk you back to your room.”

Kristina nodded, not speaking. She extended a hand to him. Supported by him, she headed back to the

hotel.

When they came to the entrance of the hotel, Kristina withdrew her hand and said to Gentry softly, “You

can go now. I’ll go up myself. Gentry, thank you for helping me out. I should let you go back to your

business.”

Moonlight Manor was a place frequented by celebrities and dignitaries, so the security here was

certainly good.

Besides, Kristina was much healthier than before. Therefore, there was not much to worry about.

Hearing her words, Gentry let go of her hand and watched her go into her room.

Laura and Max didn’t think of going back to their room until they were exhausted after hanging out for a

long time.

They hadn’t had lunch yet. But Laura was tired, and she didn’t want to dine out.

Thus, Max decided to bring Laura back to their room and order room service.

But unexpectedly, they saw a familiar figure the moment they stepped into the hotel elevator.

“We met again. What a coincidence.”

Kristina smiled benignly at them and moved a step backward.

This also took Laura and Max by surprise. They greeted her with a smile after they entered the

elevator.

“Yeah, what are the odds? You’re also staying here?

Kristina nodded.

Max gazed at her. The more he observed, the more strongly he felt she was the woman in the picture

that his father hid in a book.

Unable to repress his curiosity, he asked, “Are you here for sightseeing or do you live here?”

Moonlight Manor also provided long-term accommodation. A large area in the back was reserved for

people who stayed here to relax and gain some peace of mind.

Of course, only the rich could stay here for long, for long-term dwelling in this place was very pricy.

Kristina smiled and answered, “I just came back to the country. My stay here is only temporary. I’ll

leave in a couple of days.”

Laura and Max nodded knowingly.

For some reason, Laura found this woman in front of her naturally endearing.

Perhaps it was because she was gorgeous but didn’t seem cocky as most pretty women were.

Laura found her mild and genial, like a pretty sister to her.

Thus, she couldn’t help but ask, “Miss, may I know your name?

Beaming, Kristina replied, “I’m Kristina Welch.”

Laura nodded and asked, “Can I call you Kristina?”

Kristina was dazed. She didn’t expect Laura would like to be on first-name terms with her.

A moment later, she nodded with delight and asked, “What about you? What’s your name?”

Laura raised her eyebrow in surprise. Though this might sound narcissistic, she still asked in wonder, Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“You don’t know who I am?”

Kristina was taken aback. She looked blankly at Laura and then at Max. Embarrassed, she inquired,

“Am I… supposed to know you?”

Laura didn’t know how to respond.

Truth be told, if someone else said that in a different tone, this remark would perhaps sound

provocative.

After all, Laura was a big star now. Even the elderly in the country could name a few roles she had

played even though they might not remember her real name, not to mention how popular she was

among the young.

Laura couldn’t believe this woman really didn’t recognize her.

But she was certainly not that self-important. A little mortified, she touched her nose and introduced

herself shyly, “I’m Laura. This is my husband, Max Nixon. We’re here on vacation.”

Laura noticed that Kristina’s expression remained the same when she introduced herself.

But when she started to talk about Max, the smile on Kristina’s face clearly stiffened, and a trace of

consternation flashed through her eyes.

“Your surname is Nixon?”

Seeing that Kristina was staring at her, Max was certain she was asking him, so he nodded

courteously.

“Yes, it is.”

Kristina was dumbstruck on the spot.

She looked fixedly at Max. Frankly, her intense stare was slightly impolite.

After all, they were not very close. This was just their second encounter. Two hours ago, they didn’t

even know each other.

But he was surprised that he didn’t feel offended. Also, maybe this was just his imagination, but he had

a feeling that though Kristina’s eyes were fixed on him, she wasn't really looking at him

It was as if her eyes had penetrated his face and seen something beyond him.

Laura had obviously noted this, too. She raised her head and exchanged a look with Max. They both

saw confusion in each other’s eyes.

Laura asked, “Kristina, what’s wrong?”

Kristina quickly woke up from her reverie.

Realizing that she had fallen into a trance, she smiled and said politely, “Sorry.”

Laura smiled friendly and said, “It’s okay. Just now, you…”

Kristina was silent for moments. Then, she answered in a soft voice, “It’s nothing. I just found your

husband quite familiar. He reminded me of an old friend.”

A reminiscent look emerged on her face.

Max appeared unperturbed, but he soon posed the question he was eager to ask.

“Is that friend of yours also surnamed Nixon?”

Kristina shivered all over.

Plainly, Max had guessed right.

Kristina seemed quite emotional, but her good manners reined her emotions in.

Still, her clear eyes shone zealously.

“You know him?”

Max nodded.

He then said in a deep voice, “He is my father.”

Kristina shuddered again.

At that moment, her pretty and exquisite face paled visibly, as though she just heard something

astonishing.

But in an instant, she rapidly regained her composure.

Yet, when she smiled again, that smile was clearly a forced one, for it was no longer natural and

relaxed.

She lowered her head a little.

Then, as if talking to them or perhaps whispering to herself, she muttered, “I should’ve thought of this.

They’ve probably got married. It’s been more than 20 years. It’s no surprise that they’ve had children.”