Goodbye, Ex-husband! I’m Pregnant with Your Uncle’s Child!
Chapter 333 We Get Married

Chapter 333: Chapter 333 We Get Married

Just as Maya Chant was angrily suspecting that something might have happened to Noah Quarter, the door to the study was pushed open without a knock.

Eleanor Thompson burst into the study like a cannonball, complaining in a spoilt tone, "Grandma, Brother broke Eleanor’s bracelet!"

Eleanor Thompson pouted, stretching out a small hand, in the palm of which lay a delicate bracelet.

It wasn’t actually broken, just dirty. It would be fine after a wash.

Tears shimmered in her eyes.

The look in Maya Chant’s eyes suddenly turned fiercely resentful towards Eleanor Thompson, but she quickly suppressed her anger.

She forced a smile, "Eleanor, Grandma will take you to buy a new bracelet later, alright?"

Eleanor Thompson was still upset; she really liked the bracelet she had.

Maya Chant crouched down, gently stroked Eleanor Thompson’s hair, and smiled, "Grandma will buy Eleanor a prettier bracelet, okay?"

Eleanor Thompson nodded, still a bit unhappy, but agreed, "Alright."

"Go play with your brother, and don’t fight. Grandma is busy," Maya Chant said kindly.

"I don’t want to play with Brother anymore." Eleanor Thompson pouted and ran out of the study.

Willful, spoiled, selfish.

Maya Chant deliberately nurtured these traits in Eleanor Thompson.

Watching Eleanor Thompson run out of the study, she slowly stood up, the kind expression on her face instantly disappearing, replaced by deep maliciousness.

She absolutely could not let James Thompson notice that she knew about the missing grandson.

There was a venomous look in Maya Chant’s eyes.

Christopher Moore is a waste, fighting for so long and yet he hasn’t bested James Thompson!

She quickly dialed Assistant Hunter’s number, "Assistant Hunter, please arrange our flight for tomorrow. I need to send Eleanor and the others to Alice’s for schooling."

She would nurture the twins well in the future, turning them into a sword thrust into James Thompson and Julia Land’s hearts.

*

Meanwhile, Julia Land, who was feeding baby ducks, frowned at a sudden message on her mobile phone.

A stranger had sent her information about spotting her daughter in Cloud Thought Town.

James Thompson walked to the backyard, saw Julia Land squatting there staring at her phone in a daze, and squatted down too, asking, "What’s wrong?"

Julia Land blinked and handed her phone to James Thompson, "I don’t know who sent me news about my daughter’s whereabouts."

James Thompson took the phone, looked at the message, and his brow also furrowed, "Cloud Thought Town? The source of this message..."

Julia Land’s expression was indifferent, "Whether this message is true or false, I can’t miss any clues. I’ve decided to go and verify it, especially since I left the company to find my daughter."

James Thompson reached out, ruffled Julia Land’s hair, "If you want to go, then go."

A breeze blew, lifting strands of Julia Land’s hair, she moved closer to James Thompson, and kissed him.

James Thompson didn’t react, allowing her to take the initiative.

Julia Land stood up, looked down at the man, "Mr. Thompson, I’m going to pack my bags."

James Thompson touched his own lips, stood up, and followed Julia Land back to the bedroom.

As she packed, he took out his phone to arrange a flight through Jasper Winters.

"Julia," James Thompson said warmly, "We don’t know the source of this message, I worry about your safety, so I’m arranging for James Knight to go with you."

James Knight is skilled in martial arts.

Julia Land nodded with a smile in agreement, "Okay."

Just then, James Thompson’s phone rang.

The incoming call is from Orly.

Without guessing, one can tell it’s Benjamin Taylor making the call.

At this time in Orly, it is evening.

The moment James Thompson answered the phone, Benjamin Taylor immediately asked respectfully, "Mr. Thompson, can you tell me where Sophia is?"

James Thompson’s eyes turned slightly cold as he calmly stated, "I don’t know where she is."

"No, you definitely know," Benjamin Taylor’s eyebrows furrowed tighter, his voice filled with anxiety, "I believe Sophia would definitely contact you and Julia Land."

James Thompson curled his lips into a faint smile, "Benjamin Taylor, if your mother really died, do you think that girl Sophia would continue to live with you? She’s fine now; stop bothering her."

Hearing this, Benjamin Taylor’s face darkened, and just as he was about to say something else, James Thompson hung up the phone.

He looked at the disconnected call, his mood irritable as he pursed his lips.

Elise Morgan knocked on the door, carrying a bowl of lean meat porridge and entered the study.

"Get out." Benjamin Taylor didn’t want to see anyone right now, he said coldly with his back to Elise Morgan.

Elise Morgan, with a helpless smile, continued to walk in, placed the porridge on the table, then moved closer to Benjamin Taylor, "You haven’t eaten dinner, and it’s so late, how about some porridge?"

"I said get out." Benjamin Taylor’s voice was icy cold, carrying a hint of impatience.

Upon hearing Benjamin Taylor’s cold words, a pained expression flashed across Elise Morgan’s face, but she quickly regained her composure.

She softly said, "I have a way to stop Aunt Fang from keeping an eye on you and Miss Hart."

Benjamin Taylor turned his head to look at Elise Morgan, after a few seconds his eyes intrigued, "What way?"

Elise Morgan hesitated for a moment, then turned to face Benjamin Taylor, speaking calmly yet helplessly, "Benjamin, let’s get married."

Benjamin Taylor’s expression instantly became even more severe, ready to dismiss her.

Looking straight into Benjamin Taylor’s eyes, Elise Morgan continued slowly, "Our marriage would just be temporary, once Aunt Fang sees you’re married, she should be reassured. Later, we can have a secret divorce, and you could freely seek out Miss Hart."

Benjamin Taylor immediately rejected the suggestion without thinking, "I won’t marry you, not even with a subsequent divorce included. What’s fake is fake, it can’t be hidden forever."

Elise Morgan smiled, a bitter tinge in her smile, "Then let’s hide it forever. As long as I cooperate with you, Aunt Fang won’t suspect, and later we can leave Orly under the pretext of developing a branch, and you and Miss Hart can start a new life elsewhere."

"Benjamin, I know you will never love me in this lifetime, and I no longer intend to look for another man to start a family."

"Marry me first."

Benjamin Taylor was silent for a while, his feelings complex.

He knew that Elise Morgan’s method was also a way to solve the problem, but he was reluctant to resolve the issue this way.

Just as Benjamin Taylor was about to refuse Elise Morgan, one of his subordinates who was sent to look for Sophia Hart called.

"Mr. Taylor, we’ve found Miss Hart. She is on the West Coast, and she is pregnant. She’s planning to have an abortion."

Benjamin Taylor’s complexion drastically changed upon hearing this news. Sophia is pregnant?

This news struck like a heavy hammer, smashing into his heart.

He urgently instructed his subordinate on the phone, "Stop her immediately, I’m heading to the West Sea now."

His voice carried an imperceptible tremble.

Elise Morgan couldn’t hear the phone’s content, but seeing Benjamin Taylor’s anxious expression, she knew it must be related to Sophia Hart.

Seeing his trembling manner of speaking, a piercing pain arose within her.

Just as Benjamin Taylor was about to leave the study, he suddenly stopped.

He turned around to look at Elise Morgan, his gaze deep and complex, "I agree to your suggestion; when I come back, we will get married."

Elise Morgan softly replied, "Okay."