Chapter 8 Why Would I Help You?

After dinner, Alexa was about to go upstairs when the main hall door suddenly opened.

Dax reported. "Old Mr. Davila and Mrs. Davila will be here soon."

Bentley turned to look at her. "If you're tired, you can go upstairs to rest."

Alexa shook her head. "I'm not tired." After all, they were his family, so she needed to meet them.

Three minutes later, a burst of mellow laughter came out. "Bentley, I'm here to see you."

Alexa turned her head and saw a sixty-year-old man coming slowly in the distance.

He looked at her from top to bottom and smiled happily.

"Girl, how are you doing in the Davila family?" Mr. Davila said.

She said, "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, grandpa."

Mr. Davila was so happy that he patted her palm again and again.

They sat down on the sofa, and Alexa had time to look at the woman on the side.