A few days later, it was New Year's Eve. That called for a national celebration. Since they were all in the Flaucford city, they naturally had to spend the New Year together. So in the afternoon, Clarissa brought Anne and Joy back to the old mansion. Although it was during the new year, Anderson still had some work to take care of. He was still working in the office and would only come back later in the evening. Clarissa called him in advance and told him to join them at the old mansion after his work, so he didn't have to make a trip back to the Starbay Villa. For a moment, the old mansion of the Jordan Family was very lively. It was a rare family reunion. The Old Madam had been very happy recently. It was no wonder. In the past, during the New Year, either Anderson was abroad or Chantel had something on and couldn't make it him. And even if they had come back, there would just be four of them. The Old Madam always felt a little lonely. But th
Anderson curled his lips up and said, "I've said it before, you need to find the knack of making it." Seeing that Clarissa was still frowning and looked frustrated, Anderson stopped what he was doing and walked to her back. He then put his arms around her body and took a piece of dumpling wrapper for her. He held her hand to teach her hand-over-hand. "Look, don't press it too hard here, or it can't turn. Just give it a gentle push and the pattern would be drawn. Turn and press it now. Isn't it easy?" Clarissa was surprised to find that it was really easy to make dumplings after being taught by Anderson hand-over-hand. Anderson held her hand again and taught her to make a few more in the same manner. When they were making the fifth one, Clarissa couldn't hold it in anymore and said, "I'll try one myself." Anderson's eyes darkened slightly and he nodded. "Well, go ahead." She carefully held the dumpling wrappers and gently pleated them in t
The situation Lauren was facing now was not too good, nor it was bad. After all, she was his own daughter. Even though Dexter was still angry, he would not turn her away. With the help of Alex, who acted as a go-between, Dexter and Lauren could sit down and eat at the same table. However, when it came to the contract, Dexter was still unwilling to compromise. It was obvious that he was still refused to give in, Lauren sighed over the phone. Clarissa didn't know what to say, so she could only comfort her by asking her to take it slowly. After all, it was related to the kinship between father and daughter and Clarissa was just an outsider, there was nothing she could do about it. Their conversation did not last long. After a few minutes, she hung up. Clarissa and Anderson strolled around for a while before returning to the old mansion. The dumplings feast in the evening was lively and harmonious. On such a day, even a slow person like
Anderson was also aware of this news, but he was not so worried about it compared to Clarissa. "If Jaden could act on his own accord, he wouldn't submit to his family. If he succumbed, it only means that he didn't have the ability to be independent and didn't have the determination from the very beginning. Even if he didn't marry Lara, he would have married another woman too. Either way, it would just be an exchange of interests. There is no difference." Clarissa was still a little worried. "But she..." Anderson looked at her deeply and pinched her palm gently. "Don't be afraid." He said in a soft voice, "The Holland Family and the Jordan Family are already taking opposite stances. Besides, even if Lara is married to Jaden, there is no possibility for the two of you to reconcile for what she had done to you in the past. Therefore, whether they get married or not will not change the fact that you are enemies." Clarissa looked up at him with a trace of
Alex smiled and patted her on the back. "If you really want to thank me, next time you see Dexter, stop talking back to him. You are not young anymore, and you are also a mother. It's time to be more sensible." Lauren only felt a tinge of sadness. She felt like crying and nodded with her eyes reddened. Alex sneaked back home on the way to the hotel. Hence, he had to rush back to the hotel to meet them and didn't stay at home for too long. After leaving Lauren some instructions, he left. Since Lauren had already gotten the contract, she went back to her room and packed things up to get ready to leave, for fear that Dexter would find out about it when he came back later. Lauren also did not want to get in an argument with him anymore. However, just as she was packing up her things, she heard the servant outside the door saying, "Miss Lauren, there is a guest outside looking for you." She was stunned. For a moment, she didn't expect that who would come
Jameson was taken aback. Lauren had wanted to say these words for a long time, but she had been suppressing the urge to do so and did not dare to say it. At this point, she felt a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders. She got rid of Jameson's hand and walked to the side. She took a deep breath as she felt tears were welling up. She tried to hold it back. Lauren sneered and said, "Besides, stop holding on to what happened five years ago. A lot has changed over the five years. Who said that if you want us to be together now, I will agree to that?" "I haven't loved you for a long time. By the way, you still don't know? I have a boyfriend. He is very nice to me, so you don't have to worry about my future." Jameson's pupils suddenly constricted. "What did you say?" Lauren turned to look at him holding her head up high. She said confidently, "I said that I have a boyfriend. His name is Marty. He is the youngest son of the Blaine Famil
Outside the room came the sound of servants pacing. Someone stopped at the door and whispered, "Miss Lauren, are you okay?" Lauren's body stiffened all of a sudden. Needless to say, she also knew that the servant must have heard the sound inside and came over to ask because she was worried about Lauren. She glared at the man in front of her right away, indicating for him to let go of her hand. However, Jameson pretended not to see it. He still put his hand around her waist, pinned her body against the door, and held her tightly. Lauren had no choice but to respond. "I'm fine." The servant was confused, but she did not ask any more questions. She turned around and left. When the servant had left, Lauren glared at Jameson again and said coldly, "You should let me go now." Jameson looked at her calmly, but he did not loosen his grip. Instead, he leaned forward slightly and got closer to her. Lauren felt a sense of oppression, making he
Lauren burst into tears. Tears rolled down her face like beads of a broken string. Lauren felt her heart was being crushed. It was sore and swollen as an indescribable feeling spread all over her, causing her to shiver. Jameson sighed and held her in his arms. Lauren cried even harder. She clung onto his clothes and buried her face in his arms, crying like a child. It had been five years and four years of separation. After a night of madness, she gave birth to Joy all by herself later on. All the feelings, resentments, and right and wrong between the two of them made her exhausted. But now she felt like giving up. Now, Lauren only wanted to take the child far away and live a quiet life. She did not want to be in love anymore. It hurt. She had even given up her status as the eldest daughter of the Jones family and her father's pampering for this. However, at this point in time, he had come to speak such words to her to reconcile the