Lovin You Is Not A Secret

Chapter 17 William's Psychiatrist

When Eva was confused, Sheila immediately reacted. She had heard the word 'Mr. Livingstone', and

the only person in the circle who could be addressed as Mr. Livingstone was probably Nathan

Livingstone.

Eva, an artist of HYJAK Entertainment, was actually connected to Luxstar!

"Eva, are you going to the toilet? Let's go together." Sheila suddenly stood up and pulled Eva to leave

the private room.

Eva frowned and saw Sheila suddenly approach her. She refused her invitation coldly, "No."

"You are going." Sheila did not allow her to say anything and pulled Eva to the toilet.

"What is wrong?" Eva asked impatiently.

Sheila crossed her arms and asked Eva with disdain, "Do you know Nathan? Are you in contact with

Luxstar's people?"

Eva rolled her eyes. "What's it to you who I'm in touch with? Why don't I know when my sister is so

concerned about me?"

Sheila said contemptuously, "Who is your sister? Don't forget that you have been kicked out of the

house by father a long time ago. Also, don't think that you can be famous just because you have

Luxstar as your backer! As long as I am still in the entertainment industry, you won't have a chance to

make it!"

"Then let's wait and see. Don't let me down." Eva felt that it would be a waste of her life to come out

with her.

"I'll tell Renee. I want to see if she'll allow you to betray her like this." Sheila growled.

"Whatever." Eva did not take her threat seriously at all.

Sheila looked at Eva, whose makeup was exquisite, and every movement graceful. She clenched her

fists so tightly that she didn't even realize that her nails, which she carefully tended every day, were

embedded in her flesh.

Eva, who had come back from abroad, was completely transformed. Five years ago, she could easily

set Eva up and snatched away all the attention of Morgan and his wife. She could take everything from NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Eva. Whether it was her family, lover, or friends, she could even destroy her child with her own hands.

But now, when she faced Eva again, and occasionally when Eva stared at her coldly, she felt her hair

stand on end.

Eva did not care what Sheila was thinking. Those who were barefoot were not afraid of wearing shoes.

Sooner or later, she would return to Sheila the pain that she had given her.

When Eva turned around and walked back to the private room, her phone rang again. It was still the

same number as before.

"Mr. Livingstone." Eva picked it up immediately.

Caleb sat in the car, and tapped the steering wheel with his long and slender fingers, while holding his

cell phone in his other hand. It was rare for Caleb to be so relaxed.

"Inform the director you're leaving and come to the hotel gate," Caleb said.

"Eh..." Eva was a little hesitant. Was Mr. Livingstone always so unconventional?

"Liam misses you," Caleb explained. It was rare for him to explain.

Eva had heard this reason countless times in the past two days. This trick was not new but very

effective.

It was strange. Eva did not like children very much. Because of what happened five years ago, she was

even a little resistant to children. However, in front of Liam, she had no resistance. Eva could only

attribute this strange phenomenon to Liam's good looks.

"Okay, I will go over now." Eva responded with resignation.

After hanging up the phone with Caleb, Eva went back to the private room. She took her bag, drank

three glasses of wine as an apology, and then excused herself to the director. Mel did not stop her. He

waved his hand and let Eva leave.

At the same time, in the car downstairs of Westin Hotel.

"She'll be coming down soon. Do you remember what you promised me?" Caleb asked William, who

was sitting in the children's safety chair in the back seat.

William nodded obediently, as if he was a little angel who had accidentally fallen into the world. No one

would have thought that he would cause so much trouble at home an hour ago.

William followed Caleb to the company and was sent home not long after. However, when he arrived

home, William began to make a scene. The entire living room was a mess. The servants had no choice

but to call William's psychologist, Graham Bexley.

The place where Graham lived was very close to here. He quickly rushed over. After Graham became

William's psychologist two years ago, he went in and out of Rosenfeld Hill many times. Even the

security guards here recognized him and did not stop him.

"Liam, what's wrong? Can you tell me? I will definitely help you solve it, okay?" Graham looked at the

messy living room. The vase worth millions of dollars was smashed to pieces by William. He frowned

and asked William gently, and persuaded William to calm down slowly.

In fact, there were two reasons that William would make trouble when he returned home. On the one

hand, his father and uncle were not with him. On the other hand, it was because of the residual effects

left by his experience in the bar. Therefore, he couldn't stop throwing tantrums these two days.

Graham's words had a slight effect for the time being. William was not so irritable. He stood on the sofa

and gasped.

"Liam, you're the best. Can you play a game with me?" Graham kept on comforting him.

Graham was a top student who graduated from Harvard. He had excellent expertise and was very

patient with children. That was why Caleb finally decided to let him be William's psychologist. After two

years of psychological counseling, William had not been like this for a long time. Moreover, William

trusted Graham.

However, the stimulation this time was too big. When Graham tried to get close to William, he became

restive once again.

Just when everyone was helpless, Caleb came back.

After receiving the call, Caleb abandoned all the higher-ups who were in the middle of a meeting. He

rushed back in a hurry. When he saw William looking defensively at the crowd with red eyes, he was

heartbroken. Of course, he did not care about the living room that was smashed by William. However,

what he did not expect was that Caleb's persuasion had no effect.

"Liam, I'll take you to find Eva, okay?" Caleb took out his trump card.

Hearing this, William finally began to slowly calm down. It was as if Eva was the switch that controlled

William. He would stop every time he heard her name.

"Mr. Livingstone, what happened to Liam recently? Who is Eva?" Graham had a puzzled look on his

face.

"Look for Nathan." Caleb picked up William, who had finally allowed someone to get close to him, and

drove away without waiting for the driver.

William also slowly calmed down and regained his senses. He sat in the back seat and stared at his

little feet with his head down. No one knew what he was thinking.

When Eva walked to the front of the car, William had already lowered the window. He stretched his tiny

head outside the car window and watched Eva walk by cautiously. He was so afraid that she would

suddenly disappear.