Lady Cecilia Longhorn glared at him as if she had thought of something. She laughed sneered, "Your son is different from you on this point."Robert took the cup of hot tea from the servant, looked at her, and asked coldly, "What do you mean by that?""What else can I mean?" Lady Cecilia Longhorn retorted in a strange tone and stood up. "Robert, Blake is also your son. As a father, you didn't care about him at all. I wondered what you're so busy with. Is that reasonable?"After being ridiculed by her, Robert's gentle face darkened. "I think you're burning with anger and lectured whoever you can., Aren't you?""You were the one who said earlier that our son had gotten married and that e had to give him more experience. Now that I've handed over the management of the company to him, what else do you want?"Lady Cecilia Longhorn pursed her lips tightly and stared at him sharply for a few seconds. She snorted coldly and said, "That's right, you passed the company to him, but have you l
He would probably catch her before she could leave North City.Jessica arrived home one step later than Blake. When Miss Susan saw her coming back, she hurriedly said, "Madam, you're back. Dinner is just ready. Come and eat."After having classes for the whole afternoon, Jessica stood nervously in Ferguson's old mansion for a long time. Only then did she feel very hungry.She put down her bag and went to the dining room. Miss Susan gave her a bowl of rice and said, "Young Master had eaten already. Madam, you can eat first."She put the bowl in front of Jessica. Jessica held the chopsticks and took a bite. She looked at the seat where Blake used to sit.Miss Susan saw her gaze and glanced in the direction of the study. She said softly, "Sir said he had no appetite when he came in earlier. I'll make him something else. Madam, why don't you bring him in later?"Seeing Jessica had no reaction, M Miss Susan added, "ISir doesn't look very well today. It's not good to have an empty stom
Just now, he looked at the computer for a long time without absorbing a single word.His mind was filled with the words on her phone.This woman, no wonder Lady Cecilia Longhorn's high blood pressure problem was worsening.She did have the ability to drive people crazy.Blake finished the wontons in a few mouthfuls and even drank the soup. When he came out with an empty bowl, he saw Jessica and Winson sitting on the sofa, and Jessica was feeding Winson the wontons bite by bite.The little guy had already had dinner, so now he was eating snacks and squinting happily.Blake looked straightforward and strode over.Jessica did not pay attention to Blake. After feeding Winson, she took him to the nursery room. The couple did their own things as if those things that caused family wars had passed.After coaxing Winson to sleep, Jessica returned to the second bedroom. When she lay on the bed, she touched the pillow's bottom and found that it was empty.Jessica frowned and lifted the p
Jessica stared at the cat. Did he really raise a cat?After taking the antiscolic yesterday, the kitten had been sleeping in the nest since it came back. It was no wonder Jessica hadn't noticed it. After a night of metabolism, the kitten had regained its vitality, and now it was bustling about in the house.Winson saw that a cat was playing with him, he didn't bother Jessica and let her work.Looking at Winson staggering behind the kitten, Jessica wondered if Blake's wound was really scratched by the cat.Miss Susan said that he had brought back a cat yesterday, but the cat had injured him, and he was still raising it. How could he be so generous?Miss Susan saw Jessica staring at the cat in a daze. She did not know what she was thinking and reminded, "Madam, it's almost time to go to work. You'd better go out quickly."Jessica came to her senses. At this time, she stopped thinking about all the nonsense. She took her bag and hurried out of the house.Meanwhile, in the Ferguson
As soon as the door closed, Mo Feitong stood up from the sofa and approached the desk."What did that little mute send you?" He craned his neck, stared at the box, and teased, "Did she send you the divorce agreement?"Blake, who was looking for an art knife, curled his fingers slightly when he heard the words. He inevitably thought of the words Jessica had written yesterday.He frowned slightly. He stopped the art knife in his hand.How dare that woman?Mo Feitong looked at Blake, who was staring at the box but didn't move. His smile got even more sinister as he urged Blake with schadenfreude, "Open it quickly and see what it is."Blake looked up and saw his smirk. He glanced at him coldly and asked, "Do you want to know?""Nonsense." If Blake was forced to sign the divorce agreement by that little mute, it would be the funniest joke of this year!Blake looked at him coldly and then looked at Pei Xian. "Do you also want to know what's inside?"Although Pei Xian was curious, he
Mo Feitong looked at the man's actions and snorted jealously, "That's enough. I can't tolerate it anymore."Blake was in a good mood, so he didn't argue with him. He took a sip of herbal medicine and looked at Pei Xian, and asked, "Why are you here today?"Pei Xian was usually a busy person, so it was difficult for him to get into his company.Pei Xian crossed his legs and said casually, "Nothing. I heard that your project has started, and I'm looking for a travel ambassador, so I came to see."Pei Xian was the president of the Xian Wen entertainment company. Since the Ferguson Group wanted to hire a spokesperson for their company, of course, he hoped to get it.How many people were staring at the Ferguson Group's golden opportunity?Blake glanced at him and said, "You get the news fast."Pei Xian enviously smiled. "I have no choice. If I don't work hard, I will go home and inherit the family property."The Pei Family started from real estate, but Pei Xian was not interested in
After that, she immediately went to the kitchen.Blake changed into slippers and walked over. He handed the jacket he had taken off to Jessica, who, as usual, went to put it on.Blake's eyes were fixed on her back. She didn't care about him and asked if he had recovered from the cold.At dinner time, Blake said that he had no appetite, so he went into the study without even drinking the soup.Jessica was feeding Winson while the little fellow was chewing the rice. He said in a cute voice, "Baby, eat, eat, be good. Papa, don't eat, not good."Miss Susan glanced in the direction of the study. Fortunately, he didn't hear it. If Mr. Ferguson knew that he was teased by such a small child, he would have pulled a long face.Miss Susan said, "Madam, did Sir's cold got serious? He's under such intense pressure. It'll hurt his health if he doesn't eat."Jessica's eyes flashed. When he entered the door just now, she saw that his eyebrows were wrinkled. She wondered if he had a headache aga
He straightened his back slightly and made his posture, he then said, "I didn't ask you when you got a Weibo post. Don't you know that you should pay attention to your behaviours and words as a member of the Ferguson family? How can I not keep an eye on you?"After hearing what he said, Jessica did not want to say anything.She sneered in her heart. "The Ferguson family? Is she a member of the Ferguson family?"—"Don't worry, there won't be any videos of me gesturing on Weibo, and there won't be any photos of me."She shouldn't have brought up this topic. She simply made trouble for herself. She should simply change the password of Weibo.Blake looked at Jessica's slightly changed expression and knew that his words had hurt her.But he was used to being superior and he couldn't relent in front of her.Blake calmed down and said, "It's good that you know it."With this, he paused and looked at Jessica. "You followed him. Do you really yearn to travel around the world?"Jessica