All Chapters of Mr. Roosevelt's Pampered Pawn Wife: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Flanked by Gillian and Klaire, Kirsten entered a fancy restaurant followed closely by four men in black suits. She could feel the discomfort emanating from Gillian and Klaire, nevertheless, she would not let the bodyguard leave. Not ignorant of the viciousness of Gordon and Lucille, letting her guard down would give them a chance to inflict harm. Neither did she explain why she needed a bodyguard as it would only scare Gillian and would trigger her hypertension. The thought that Gordon and Lucille would use her family as a trump card Kirsten considered requesting bodyguards to secretly protect them. As they were enjoying their time giggling while having a chat they were interrupted by Lucille who saw Gillian but she didn't notice Kirsten as her back was facing her. "What a small world Gillian," Lucille wore a gentle smile while she spoke. Gillian's smile froze and her eyes darted at Kirsten in worry. Kirsten turned to look at the woman behind her and was taken aback to see Luc

Kirsten bit her lower lip to stop herself from sobbing. To shield her eyes from seeing the image of the two from the side mirror, she cast her gaze down her lap. “Take me to Horizon Residences,” Kirsten said. Not in the position to speak about the situation, Tony swallowed his words and just gave Kirsten a sympathetic gaze. He was wondering how she could cope with the situation. Tony noticed the familiar car tailing them and surreptitiously reduced his speed. As they stopped at a red light and waited for the green light, the rear passenger door opened and a man in a gray suit slid into the car. At once Kirsten scooted further to the other end of the car avoiding Matthew. Chuckling, he reached out and pulled her in his warm embrace as she tried to open the car door. But, Tony had locked it to avoid an accident. “Let go!” Kirsten forcefully said moving erratically out of his hold. “Careful, you are pregnant, wife,” Matthew placed his hand over her stomach, stopping her from m

“We have to do something!” Lucille yelled as she pulled her hair.  Under Lucille’s coercion and persuasion, they went to seek a lawyer to contest the will.  “There are a few legal reasons that may allow you to contest a will. Keep in mind, you cannot contest a will simply because you don’t agree with it or don’t like it.” The lawyer said which made Lucille frown.  “What are the main valid reasons I may be able to contest a will?” Gordon asked.  “First, if the testator was under duress, under the influence of a pharmaceutical or alcohol, mentally incompetent or anything else that would result in not being able to rationally and coherently

“This is an ancestral house and I don’t want to sell it.” His grandpa told him that this mansion was built when Norman was fifteen years old after he survived an accident and in this mansion was where he met his grandma during a party. This mansion was dear to his grandpa, Matthew understood that Norman made him the head of Roosevelt family because he would respect his wishes.  “Your mom felt uncomfortable in this mansion,” Kirsten sighed and then added, “How could she spend time with her grandson if she couldn’t stay here for long?”  Matthew understood her concern and said, “I will take care of it.”  Curious, Kirsten asked. “What are you going to do?” 

Kirsten smiled and gazed at Matthew with a meaningful look. “You should ask my husband how I managed to marry him.”  “Ms Edmonton, my personal life has nothing to do with our company's partnership.” Matthew said in an icy tone.  Kirsten’s mood became better after that.  Matthew piled food on Kirsten's plate. “You should eat more, our son is growing and needs more milk.”  Victoria held back when she heard him mention their son. She didn’t want to be on Matthew’s bad side.  James could not stand the affection between Kirsten and Matthew. “Kirsten, I have some important matter