"There must be something I don't know between them. They must be hiding something from me," said Jean firmly.

"Alright." Terence took a glance at Jean and comforted her. "You just like to overthink. That man is your father. What's there for him to hide from you? Stop thinking too much."

"I.." Jean didn't know what else to say.

In others' eyes, she was Barton's daughter, but only she knew that she was not

"It's late. Go home and get some rest," Terence smiled. "Don't think too much."

"Okay." Jean smiled and entered the house. Mandy was sitting on the sofa, watching TV. Since the incident last time, their relationship between mother and daughter hadn't been going well.

Just as Jean stepped inside the room, Mandy raised her head slightly to glance at her. "You're back."

"Mm," Jean repl

p her things.

She felt a sense of upcoming crisis when she saw Julia together with Barton. In order not to cause any scene, she had no choice but to move into his house. Even if something bad indeed happened, she could lose no time in dealing with it.

Jean came to Barton's house first thing in the morning.

Barton came to open the door and saw Jean with a large suitcase. He was puzzled for moment, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Dad, I'm going to move in," Jean replied with a smile. "Are you happy?"

Barton looked at her with a weird expression that resembled disapproval.

"Yes, I am." Barton forced a smile. "Why so sudden? I mean, why didn’t you tell before you came here?"

"I just wanted to give you a surprise," Jean said with a pout. "If you are not happy, I can go back."