"Maybe we should talk to them soon." Arya sighed. "My mom's not been well, and my dad got really angry this time.
I'm genuinely concerned about their health and what lies ahead."
Unsure how to comfort her, Toph simply held her close and gently patted her back.
He suddenly furrowed his brow. "By the way, wasn't your brother back for his marriage to Maisie? How did Sophia
suddenly enter the picture?"
"He never intended to marry Maisie," Arya replied, looking at him. "His return this time wasn't about marriage. It's
because the overseas company wasn't doing well..."
"Huh?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Our overseas market has never been our strong suit. Over the years, my dad entrusted my brother with it, thinking
he could handle it well with his education abroad. Secondly, he hoped my brother's success would silence our
relatives.
"But Graham has struggled there. The market is saturated, and there are numerous obstacles. Making a name for
oneself in a predominantly homogenous society is challenging."
Realization struck Toph. "So, he's back to seek support from headquarters?"
Arya nodded. "If he could smoothly marry Maisie and make my parents happy, they might have considered asking
the headquarters for support. But none of us expected him to bring back Sophia!"
"Don't worry," Toph assured her. "Given our families' relationship, the Hamerton Group won't ignore the Bayers if
they face issues. Right now, it's essential to ease your father's worries and prevent his condition from worsening."
Arya leaned into his embrace, finding warmth and security in his arms.
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Meanwhile, another drama unfolded at the Bayers.
James had made a mess in the courtyard and demanded food after playing. He ordered the service staff around,
but they ignored him, resulting in James cursing in Chaisene.
Sophia not only didn't intervene but also praised her son. She played the role of the lady of the house, ordering the
service staff to cook.
During dinner, Sophia deliberately used Kelly's tableware, a set acquired by Josiah at an expensive Eropah auction
for their 10th anniversary. With a "careless" move, she dropped the soup spoon, shattering the precious porcelain.
The service staff refrained from speaking but rolled their eyes and muttered privately, "This is what happens when
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe lady of the house is away. This good-for-nothing mother and son run the place!"
Simon, the butler, glanced at them and said grimly, "Alright, quiet down."
Then, he approached Sophia and James.
Sophia spoke first. "What's the matter? Do you want to manage me too?"
"I wouldn't dare." Simon smiled. "I just wanted to offer you some advice. It's better to take care of your child and
teach basic courtesy and respect. If you don't educate your child now, society will do it for you in the future, and it
won't look good."
Sophia slammed her cutlery on the table, stood up abruptly, and glared at Simon.
"Who are you to speak to me like this? Just because you're the Bayers' senior butler, you dare? You're nothing more
than a long-serving lapdog in the Bayers. You've just been around for a bit longer!"
"Sophia!" Graham approached, looking displeased.