Chapter 786 Ulysses and Randall's Conversation
At the dinner table, four people sat, and three of them knew exactly who Susan was serving. She had gone to great lengths to make it clear.
Ulysses spoke up, "Susan, after dinner, go upstairs and pack your things."
Before Susan could refuse, Sadie said, "I'll go with you, honey."
When Susan was about to object again, Randall added, "You have a lot of stuff; it really needs to be packed."
"Alright then."
After dinner, Susan was still worried about Ulysses.
After all, Randall had almost given up on his computer career to take over the family business because of Ulysses.
Sadie took Susan back to her room, which had already been cleaned. Her bedroom was as big as two rooms at the Olteran Manor.
Even the door to her walk-in closet was a creamy white, princess-style arch.
The room was usually cleaned by the housekeepers, and Susan knew Ulysses wanted to get her out of the way to talk to Randall.
Sadie sat on the bed, sighing, "My daughter has grown up and is ready to leave."
"She can stay. But Randall is really good to me, Mom."
Downstairs, after lunch, Ulysses stood up. "Randall, let's take a walk."
The summer heat was intense, but the Morales Manor had a long corridor shaded by trees. "When Susan was little, she envied the big trees in other cities that provided shade in the summer. She didn't want to come home. So, her mom and I spent three years creating this corridor for her, with trees on both sides to provide shade, so she wouldn't envy other cities. We brought it home for her.
She also envied the forests abroad, with lots of squirrels and the ability to build little wooden houses. See that fence over there? It's full of small animals. I gave her a forest to play in. She wanted to build a little wooden house, but cutting down trees is illegal here, so I let her play in our yard. If no one played with her, her mom and I would.
She loved climbing trees as a kid but was too chubby to get up. No problem, I would lift her on my shoulders to the top. I was willing to use my shoulders to take my daughter anywhere she wanted to go."
As they walked and talked, they had already left the shaded corridor.
Ulysses led Randall to a gazebo and sat down.
Randall understood that Ulysses wanted to convey how much they loved Susan, giving her everything she wanted and the best of everything.
"I did talk to Patrick about Susan's future. Her mom and I are realistic people. We believe that even if Susan never marries, we can take care of her. But we still hope she finds happiness.
So, we set some conditions with Mr. Olteran, hoping that Susan's carefree nature can continue after marriage.
I don't want Susan to be worse off in a relationship or marriage than she is single. Do you understand what I'm saying as a father?"
Randall nodded, "I understand. I've thought about it too. If I ever fail, the person I'd let down the most would be Susan. Even though I act casual around her, every time she treats me well, I feel a bit scared."
"Randall, aside from our families' relationship, I admire you. I'm not an old-fashioned father trying to break you up. I just want to know your plans for the future and what you're working on. I know this field isn't easy. How do you plan to stand out in such a competitive market?"
Their conversation lasted over an hour. Inside, Susan anxiously asked Sadie, "Mom, what is Dad asking Randall?"
Sadie calmly sat on the sofa, pretending to help Susan pack, but the housekeepers were doing it. She flipped through a magazine. "Susan, do you like this dress?"
Susan wasn't in the mood to look. She couldn't see Randall from the window and sat next to Sadie, frustrated.
In a corner of the Morales Manor, Randall shared a broad plan without going into detail. Ulysses, still impressed with Randall, asked, "If I gave you a bankrupt company and a million dollars in seed money, could you turn it around?"
Randall politely declined, "Thank you for the offer, but I promised Patrick I wouldn't accept help from family or friends. I want to see what I can achieve on my own. I appreciate your kindness, but I need to prove myself."
Ulysses looked at Randall's determined eyes. "Good luck then. I look forward to hearing your success."
After a bit more conversation, they got up and headed back.
Susan rushed downstairs, and Sadie shook her head, "This child."
"Dad, are you hot? Randall, what did you talk about?"
Randall laughed, "We talked about how chubby you were as a kid."
Susan pouted, "I lost weight later."
Ulysses smiled, "It's getting late. Randall has to work tomorrow and drive on the highway. You should head back early; it's tiring to drive at night."
Susan hadn't spent much time with Randall, but she knew he had to go. "Alright, Randall, I'll walk you out."
Randall advised, "It's hot outside; you don't need to come. Remember, don't go ice skating alone. Even if you're good, others might not be, and it's dangerous if they bump into you. Vera is tough, but she's afraid of ice skating for a reason.
Go out and have fun, and don't forget to study for your computer science exam. The test is right after school starts."
Susan nodded obediently, then suddenly grabbed Randall's arm. "Randall, why are the documents and Excel files you sent me different from the teacher's? The teacher can find the icons in the toolbar, but I can't."
Randall was momentarily stunned by his girlfriend's question. Then he asked, "What operating system is your computer running?"
Susan replied innocently, "I don't know."
Even Ulysses was taken aback by Susan's cluelessness, thinking the computer genius had met his match.
Randall was also exasperated, "Bring your computer here; I'll fix it before I leave."
Susan ran upstairs and came back with her laptop. "Randall, my computer has been really slow lately. Can you clean it up too?"
Randall saw the screen full of junk software and glanced at Susan, who was still clueless. He opened her disk and rubbed his forehead.
One look, and Ulysses understood. It was a man's typical gesture of exhaustion.
"Susan, did you know your computer has seven high-risk viruses?"
Susan shook her head, "I didn't know. Randall, where did you see that? I can't see it."
"You wouldn't be able to." Randall sat in the living room and started working on Susan's computer, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
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