Bianca and Sue ran back to the car and locked the door. They breathed a sigh of relief when they noticed that Pierre had no intention of chasing after them. "Start the car, Sue," she urged. Sue came to her senses. She was shocked when she saw that man drag Bianca toward the middle of the road. Throwing the ice packs at that man was pure instinct. Seeing that the man was still looking at them, she started the car and quickly drove away. After they were some distance away, Sue asked, "Who is that man, Bea?" "Percy Mallory's younger brother," Bianca answered as she rubbed her reddish wrist. It would definitely leave a bruise, and she wondered how she would explain it to Luke. Sue nodded and said nothing. The Mallory family was famous in A City, though they were not similar to the Crawford family. The Mallory's family business was famous, but not as famous as their underworld dealings. Sue felt worried for Bianca. Fortunately, Bianca had Luke behind her. Otherwise, she wo
Rainie was not interested in chess, but she was curious about Wanda's handmade objects. "Mommy, I wanna see Grant-Aunt Wanda's handicrafts." Bianca glanced at the nearby room. That was Wanda's handicraft studio. "You'll have to ask Grand-Aunt Wanda yourself then." Rainie nodded. She saw that Wanda was coming out from the kitchen with a tray of cut fruit and drinks, so she went to her and asked, "Your handicrafts look beautiful, Grand-Aunt Wanda. May I take a look?" The little girl was interested in beautiful things. Wanda placed the tray on the coffee table and held Rainie's hand. "Of course you can." Bianca reminded her daughter, "Careful, don't touch anything without Grand-Aunt Wanda's permission." "Yes, Mommy." Rainie turned her head and smiled at her. Then, she glanced at her father. All three children were not bothering their parents. Perhaps they could work out the disagreement in the car now. In the living room, only Luke and Bianca were standing. Old Master Rayne
Bianca wiped away the tears on her face and shook her head. "It's nothing, Aunt Wanda." Wanda remained suspicious. Why would Bianca suddenly cry if nothing was happening? She handed her a napkin. "Don't use your hands. They might be dirty. Also, what's going on?" Luke took the napkin and wiped Bianca's tears. "It's my fault, Aunt Wanda. I made her cry." Bianca shook her head to indicate that it was not the case. Wanda felt quite worried as she looked at the married couple who did not say anything. "It's nothing major, Aunt Wanda, and it's also not Luke's fault. Don't worry," Bianca sniffed and said. She had not cried for a long time, and she could not hold her tears back. For a while, she thought that their marriage was facing a crisis. Her weak heart could not take it. Wanda felt a little more at ease after hearing the reassurance from Bianca. "I'll get an ice pack for you. I wouldn't want the two elders to think that something happened between the two of you." "Than
Old Master Rayne lost two straight games to Luke. He patted Lanie's cheek and said, "But I'm better than your Great-Grandpa!" "Nonsense! I'm the one who taught Luke how to play chess. If you can't beat him, then you're not better than me!" Old Master Crawford was not willing to admit defeat. "And the student surpasses the master. Luke is a better player than you. If you don't believe me, you can stay here for the night, and I'll play you until you're satisfied," Old Master Rayne said. He usually played chess alone, and Old Master Crawford rekindled his interest. "Challenge accepted. After dinner, I'll show you who's the better player!" Old Master Crawford was determined to win. "Let's eat," Luke reminded them. "Right, let's have dinner. We shouldn't let the children starve." Old Master Rayne pushed himself up with the help of the table and his walking stick. His physical condition had declined after the operation, and he could only walk with the help of a walking stick. Bia
Luke was also reluctant to be separated from her for so many days. He hugged her tightly and said, "We'll send the children back to Crawford Manor, and you can come along with me." Bianca knew that the children would be taken care of in Crawford Manor, but there were other reasons she could not leave. She leaned on his chest and said unhappily, "I have to attend to my company. There's St. Heckler's new project, and Nina is in the hospital. I'll have to take over her work." Luke stroked her hair gently, feeling a little sorry for her. She would not have been so busy if he had not supported her decision to start her own company. He could only accept that she was too busy with work to accompany him on a business trip. "I'll be back as soon as I can." "Mm," Bianca replied. She glanced at the suitcase next to them and hugged him even more tightly. Luke held her arm and carefully examined it. The redness had dissipated, but the bruise became even more obvious. He led her out of t
Tommy flopped over, though his eyes remained closed as he mumbled, "I'm not going anywhere today, Mommy. I only want to sleep." Bianca was at a loss of what to do. Her son looked too adorable, and she could not bear to wake him up. Tommy had slept for nine hours since the night before, and he already had slept enough. Bianca opened the closet and took out Tommy's day clothes. Her phone started ringing. Bianca put her son's clothes away and answered the call. "Bea." Luke's voice was heard on the other end of the call. Bianca was surprised; she did not look at the call notification before answering it. "Aren't you flying yet?" "Not yet," Luke replied. "Is Tommy awake?" "He hasn't," Bianca said helplessly. She could not persuade him, but the little boy was too young to be punished. It seemed as though only Luke could deal with Tommy. "Turn on the speaker." Luke had guessed that Tommy did not want to wake up, which was why he made the call. Bianca did what she was told an
Bianca brought the framed five-foot-long cross-stitch into the living room. Queenie quickly went forward and helped her, "That's so heavy! Why didn't you get the caretaker to help you?" After they put the cross-stitch on the couch, Bianca smiled and said, "It's not very heavy, Mom. Where's Dad?" "He knows that Tommy is coming, and he's messing around with something in the study." Queenie bent slightly and patted Tommy's head. "Good morning, Grandma!" Tommy greeted Queenie. "Good morning! You're a good boy, Tommy!" Queenie looked at her grandson lovingly. She grabbed a handful of candy on the coffee table and stuffed them in Tommy's hands. All children loved candy, including Tommy. He held the candy in his hands and said sweetly, "Thank you, Grandma! I love you the most!" "Do you love Grandpa then?" Jack said as he walked down the stairs. He heard what Tommy said earlier. Tommy turned his head to look at Jack and nodded. "I love you too, Grandpa!" Jack was happy as he lo
Bianca did not know what to say when she saw Queenie sigh. She turned around and played with Tommy. If she had known that Leia was bringing Brody home, she would not have come. Jack held Queenie's hand. "We'll see what happens." Queenie nodded, though she remained dejected. "I think we owe Leia a lot, Jack." Leia was already at the suitable age for marriage, but Jack and Queenie did not make arrangements for her. If they had found her a suitable significant other, Old Mrs. Norman would not have introduced her to Brody, and none of that would have happened. Jack rubbed the back of Queenie's hand and was somewhat at a loss. He knew that Queenie was very protective of Leia, and he wondered what she would think if she found out what Leia had done. The living room fell silent. Seeing that her parents were fretting over Leia, Bianca felt bad for them. She was not jealous that Leia received the bigger proportion of their parents' love, but she felt helpless that Leia did not app