Chapter 87

Adele's pov

I'm feeling so nervous right now, it's as if I'm sitting for an interview.

Mr and Mrs Evans sat on a love sit opposite us, another gorgeous lady who look a lot like Mrs Evans...sat on a sofa next to them.

She folded her arms on her chest and stared at me attentively, her stare is giving me goosebumps.

"So...tell us truthfully, is your father a businessman?" Mr Evans asked.

I bite my lower lip, swallowed the nervous lump in my throat and shook my head.

"No" I answered. "He was a farmer"

It's better I tell him the truth now, I can't bear the repercussions if he finds out I lied later...rich people are always powerful.

"Was?" He tilted his head slightly.

"Yes, sir...he died last year, he suffered lung cancer" I said.

Mr Evans nodded, he exchanged a knowing look with his wife and her lips curved in a smile.. or smirk.. I don't know.

I'm too nervous.

"What about you? Which of the universities did you attend?"

His question made my blood ran cold, will he chase me out if I told