NovelEnglishMarcus didn't bother to look up from his phone. “You have a wife, Dad, why are you up so late?” Waylen chortled. “Well, 'm way too happy to fall asleep! And your mother likes to indulge me from time to time. You would do well to learn a thing or two from us!” Marcus finally looked up, only to raise a sardonic brow.
“I heard you played golf with a female celebrity yesterday,” Waylen plowed on. “As you may know, golf is actually a lovely chapter of the love story of your mom and me. However... The Fowler family shall not have a starlet with a vulgar mouth as a daughter-in-law.” Marcus couldn't care less about his father’s issue, and dismissed it by saying, “The vice-president was the one who invited her. They are eyeing her to be the next brand ambassador, but if you dislike her that much, I'l tell them not pursue a contract with her.” Waylen scoffed and rolled her eyes. He knew what his son was thinking.
“So, you don't like her, either, but you don't want to reject her outright for fear of offending the shareholders. | see how it is.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYou want to use me to get rid of her, once and for all. Hal You may be able to fool others with your little narrative, but that’s not going to fly with me.” Marcus just shrugged, completely unperturbed at being found out.
Waylen chose that moment to get to his main purpose for coming.
“Anyway, why didn't you tell us that Matthew was sick? You should speak to Melissa. Tell her that Matthew is more than welcome to come and live with us for a while. Or your mother and | can stay over at their place, at least for a few days. Julie is meticulous, but it can't be easy for her to do chores and take care of a child at the same time.” His tone was confident, as though his proposition was only a matter of course.
“Melissa's place is too small to accommodate two additional people,” Marcus said wryly.
“Then buy her a big house! Marcus... Matthew is my precious grandson.
How can you let him grow up in such a shabby place huh? Why, your bedroom alone is bigger than Melissa's entire apartment. How can you be so stingy toward the woman who gave birth to your son? Can you honestly call yourself a man?” Without waiting for a response, Waylen stomped out of the room.
Marcus didn't stop or refute him. It would be better to talk to his father once the latter had calmed down.
The truth of the matter was that he wanted to take care of his small family and give them everything they could ever want. But Melissa would not allow it. She was different from the woman she used to be.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was perfectly capable of supporting herself and their son without his help. She told him her plan and he knew that she would be buying a more spacious house on her own sooner or later.
Two days later, the biggest auction of the year was held.
Melissa had done her research and was fully-prepared. She was planning to bid on a pair of antique plates and give them to Alan as a token of sincerity.
At eight o'clock that evening, she arrived at the venue with her secretary.
Almost all the seats were occupied at that point, but she managed to pull some strings and secured a seat right next to Alan himself.
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