Chapter 1790 Peng Hanxi Suffered a Loss

In order not to attract more attention, Peng Hanxi decided to hide in Louis's house for one night.

Otherwise, even if she went back now, she would have to face Andre's questioning.

Just now, she was seen by Mike again, and even recognized by the little cutie. Peng Hanxi felt that she should not make trouble for no reason.

Anyway, there are plenty of rooms in Louis's house, and even if they are of different genders, they can live in peace.

However, this night is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.

Lying on the bed in the guest room of Louis's house, Peng Hanxi tossed and turned like a pancake.

When she thought that it was still daytime in China, she wanted to tell the underworld what happened today, but Peng Hanxi was worried that he would still worry about her when he was so busy.

Letting herself go, Peng Hanxi's whole body was spread out on the bed, letting her thoughts go.

Today's incident was indeed a loss for her, and it was a hidden loss.

Even if the vengeful Peng Hanxi wanted to find someone to retaliate, she could not do it openly.

This feeling is really bad, and it always makes Peng Hanxi feel like someone is pinching her throat.

Like Peng Hanxi, Caitlyn, the beloved youngest daughter of the Cohen family, who was sleepless all night, was also the protagonist of today.

After the anniversary celebration, Caitlyn returned to Cohen Manor with Mr. Cohen.

As early as a month ago, in order to hold this celebration, the entire Cohen family, young and old, was busy.

So Caitlyn was exhausted when she got home, and at this moment, she just wanted to get back to the soft bed as soon as possible.

"Caitlyn, stop..."

But someone didn't want her to rest early.

On the way back, Caitlyn found that her father had been hesitant to speak, as if he had something to say to her but couldn't say it.

Seeing Caitlyn stop, Mr. Cohen, who looked tired, took off his reading glasses, pinched his eyebrows calmly, and then said to the servants: "You go down first, I want to talk to Caitlyn quietly." After hearing this, the servants immediately filed out. In the large and somewhat empty living room full of European colors, only Mr. Cohen was sitting on the old brown leather sofa, and Caitlyn was standing at the entrance of the wooden spiral staircase with a look of confusion. "Caitlyn, my baby, come and sit next to daddy." On the leather sofa that was several meters long, Mr. Cohen patted the empty seat next to him and said to Caitlyn. Cohen's words to Caitlyn were still full of pampering as before, but the sensitive Caitlyn had heard the difference from the tone of his voice. Caitlyn was still well-behaved in front of Mr. Cohen. Although she didn't know why Cohen suddenly became so strict, Caitlyn still sat down beside him obediently, "Dad, are you tired?"

The soft little hand gently stroked Mr. Cohen's increasingly old face, and Caitlyn's tone was indescribable heartache!

If there is anyone in this world who can make her desperate, that person can only be Mr. Cohen.

Caitlyn, who was raised in his palm since childhood, no one knows better than her what Cohen has done for her in this life.

For Cohen, being cared for by his most beloved daughter is the happiest thing in the world.

With a tired typical European face, he gently leaned his face against his daughter's gentle palm with a faint smile, "Caitlyn, you will always be Dad's pride."

"Dad..." Cohen's words suddenly pierced into Caitlyn's gradually stiff and cold heart like a sharp blade, and the eyes looking at Mr. Cohen were suddenly filled with mist.