"Thank you," Julia said lightly.

Fortunately, there was someone who was sensitive enough about what she felt at the moment.

"Dad.." Jean looked dissatisfied. She didn't understand why Barton began to speak for Julia. Did she do something wrong?

She looked at Barton with curled eyebrows and asked, "What you said really hurts me. I really don't mean anything else. I just—"

"All right, Jean." Terence put his arm on her shoulder and comforted her. "Forget it if she doesn't want to come."

Jean felt a little better. She always wanted to show off her relationship with Terence in public, especially when Julia was watching. Without her, she always felt like something was missing.

However, in front of Barton, she could only give up and hold back her anger.

Jean lowered her head and ate silently. Julia did the same thing.

Finally, the dinner was over. Jul

e didn't say much since she got in the car. The car stopped and Terence reminded her, "Here we are."

"So soon?" It was only then that Jean came to her senses. She looked at Terence and frowned. "Terence, don't you think my father was a little strange earlier?"

"What? I don't think so." Terence raised his eyebrows and pretended that he didn't notice that.

Jean smiled bitterly and continued to rant. "I really feel that there was something wrong with him today. He was not that close with me. And he even had dinner with Julia. There must be something wrong.

It must be Julia. She must have said something to my father. I know how much she hates me. She can do anything to take revenge!"

"I think you're thinking too much." Terence tried to change her mind and convince her that everything was all right. "I don't think there was anything wrong between them."