Helen Green originally worked at the city party office, later joining the Central Bureau as an intelligence agent. When the Shanghai Special City Party Office was cracked by No. 76, most people switched sides, and Helen Green also changed from a Central Bureau agent to an agent for No. 76.

　　Susan Walker walked up to Henry Clark, took out a handkerchief to cover her nose, and said with a look of disdain, “We don’t keep idle people in our home. If Mr. Clark plans to stay long-term, he’d better find a job.”

　　George Green let Henry Clark stay at their house, which she was firmly against. Thinking further, if Henry Clark wanted to “start a family,” she was even more worried—was she really supposed to honor that childhood betrothal promise?

　　If Henry Clark came from a wealthy family, it might be worth considering. But Henry Clark looked so poor, he’d never make a fortune in his life, and she didn’t want her daughter to suffer in the future.

Chapter 0007 The Mother-in-law’s Mouth (Part 2)

　　Susan Walker’s meaning was obvious: get a job and get out!

　　It was normal for her to think this way, and Henry Clark could understand. As long as she didn’t kick him out immediately, he had achieved his goal.

　　Henry Clark smiled, neither humble nor arrogant, and said, “I will find a job.”

　　Henry Clark had just arrived in Shanghai and had already accepted the mission to assassinate Cao Bingsheng, so he didn’t have a formal job. Plus, since he had to carry out the “corner cannon” plan alone, he couldn’t be placed in a Military Bureau cover store.

　　These days, Henry Clark had tried to find a job that would allow him to move freely, earn enough to support himself, and not be under anyone’s thumb. Such a job was truly hard to find.

　　Susan Walker said meaningfully, “Only with a job can you have income and afford to rent a place. Living under someone else’s roof is never a long-term solution.”

　　Someone who didn’t even have a decent set of clothes actually had such wild ambitions—what a daydream!

　　Helen Green didn’t want to hear her mother make things difficult for Henry Clark. She nodded politely to Henry Clark and said to her mother, “Mom, I’m heading out to work.”

　　George Green immediately said, “I have to go to the factory too, let’s go together. Evelyn, you stay here for now, don’t rush about the job, take your time to look.”

　　After getting in the car, Helen Green complained, “Dad, how could you let him stay at our house?”

　　Although she hadn’t spoken with Henry Clark, his intentions were already clear. He came to their house this time to marry her. That was unacceptable!

　　Her childhood memories were vague; she only vaguely remembered a little boy who played hide-and-seek and treasure hunts with her. When she grew up, she learned she’d been betrothed before birth.

　　At the time, she thought it was just a joke, but now it seemed this joke was about to become reality. How could she not be anxious?

　　George Green said slowly, “Evelyn doesn’t have a penny to his name. We can’t just let him sleep on the street, can we?”

　　Seeing Henry Clark’s clothes and thinking about how hard life must have been for him and his mother all these years, he felt a great sense of responsibility. If he had known, he should have brought Henry Clark to Shanghai long ago.

　　Helen Green pouted, “You could just give him some money.”

　　George Green said seriously, “If it were someone else, giving some money would be fine. But he’s different—he’s your fiancé by childhood betrothal.”

　　Helen Green suddenly raised her voice, “What fiancé? I’m not marrying him!”

　　Helen Green didn’t want to marry Henry Clark, not because he dressed poorly or his family had fallen on hard times, but because of her profession.

　　She was with No. 76, an agent in the Second Section of the Intelligence Department. Her career meant her life, work, and even marriage would never be ordinary.

　　George Green said solemnly, “A parent’s order and a matchmaker’s word—you and Evelyn were betrothed before birth, an agreement I made with Brother Yingming back then. There’s no room for negotiation. As long as he proposes, we must agree!”

　　Helen Green suddenly showed a sly smile. “Dad, if he doesn’t propose, does that mean the engagement is void?”

　　George Green dismissed it, “He’s already here, how could he not propose?”

　　“That’s not certain,” Helen Green whispered.

　　George Green asked in confusion, “What?”

　　Helen Green took her father’s arm and said with a playful laugh, “Nothing, I’ve arrived at the guesthouse, I’ll get off here.”

　　Helen Green was a special agent, and not just any agent, but one from No. 76. Forget about stopping Henry Clark from proposing—if she wanted him to disappear, it would only take a word.

　　The infamy of No. 76 on Jessfield Road was known throughout the city. To keep her family from worrying and to make her work easier, Helen Green claimed she worked at the guesthouse at No. 55 Jessfield Road.

　　After entering the guesthouse, she slipped through the back door, passed through an alley, and circled around to Jessfield Road. The guesthouse was diagonally across from No. 76. She walked over and entered No. 76 through the side door. The Intelligence Department had three sections; she was in Section Two, responsible for intelligence editing and review.

　　The intelligence at No. 76 had to be compiled and reviewed daily, with all reports made in triplicate and archived separately.

　　After arriving at the office, Helen Green hurriedly called home.

　　“Mom, is that guy named Hu really staying at our house?”

　　Susan Walker sighed, “Your father agreed, what can I do? Girl, what do you think?”

　　Helen Green said with a grin, “Of course… I’ll make him give up. Doesn’t he want to start a family? If he wanted to marry some other girl, fine. But if he dares to propose to our family, he can’t come empty-handed, right? Dowry, banquet money, a Western-style house, a car—each of those costs hundreds, even thousands. That’ll scare him off for sure.”