Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 733

Patricia had been working for the White family since Robert’s father was still alive. She had watched Tracy grow from a child into the young woman she was today, so she felt especially protective of her.

"Mr. White, please don't hit the child! Can't we sit down and talk about whatever's bothering you?"

Robert looked at Tracy hiding behind Patricia with frustration, his voice trembling with anger. "Patricia, don't shield her. Look what she's become—you've all spoiled her rotten."

Seeing she couldn't calm him down, Patricia stepped forward, blocking Robert's view while signaling to Tracy with her eyes. "Run, quick!"

Tracy immediately dashed upstairs and locked herself in her room.

With no target left for his anger, Robert could only sigh heavily at Patricia. "You people will spoil her into serious trouble one day."

Patricia smiled and brought out a bowl of soup from the kitchen. "I just made some soup. Have some to cool your temper."

Robert glanced at it and sank onto the sofa. "I won't drink it. How could I have any appetite now? I'm stuffed with anger."

Patricia placed the soup on the table and quietly slipped outside to call Mrs. White. Seeing Robert's state, she knew it would take time for his anger to subside. Only Mrs. White could handle him effectively now.

When Mrs. White heard her daughter had nearly been beaten, she rushed home from her beauty salon.

Patricia was waiting at the door and quickly greeted her, taking her coat.

"Where's Tracy?" Mrs. White asked without breaking stride, her elegant eyebrows furrowed with concern.

"The more I think about it, the stranger it seems. People have worked with me for years without finding anything wrong. How could they all suddenly discover these loopholes at the same time and demand almost identical compensation terms?"

Mrs. White also grew tense. "Have you figured out what's going on?"

She seemed even more anxious about the company's problems than her husband.

Robert shook his head, then said suspiciously, "Could I have unknowingly offended someone important who's now targeting me?"

Mrs. White quickly replied, "Our White Group may not match the Reynolds or Wilsons, but we're not someone anyone can push around. There are only a few people with that kind of influence—think carefully and you'll figure it out."

Outside the door, Tracy was nervously pressing her ear against it. Hearing her parents' conversation, she suddenly felt a wave of guilt.