Once Archie Lockwood left the living room, Shirley Lockwood angrily shook her little fist in his direction. "He's definitely sneaking around!"
"What are you talking about, Rory?" With Archie gone, Eleanor Bishop felt much more relaxed. Seeing Rory's puffed-up, angry little face, she smiled helplessly.
Shirley immediately stood up from the sofa. She looked at Eleanor, raised her hand, and swore, "Don't worry, Mom. I'll definitely help you clear away all the obstacles!"
"Obstacles? What obstacles?" Eleanor furrowed her brows in confusion.
Shirley gritted her teeth and stomped her foot in anger. "Romantic rivals!" She truly couldn't understand it. How could her mom be so dense? Her dad's expression just now clearly showed a guilty conscience! Moreover, a man like her dad needed to be watched around the clock. Otherwise, way too many women would throw themselves at him.
