Secret Wealthy Marriage
Chapter 1020 - 021 I’ll give you the birth permit as well

Chapter 1020: 021 I’ll give you the birth permit as well

Avery’s father and mother didn’t understand anything about home renovation, let alone the initial look of the decoration, which had changed both of their surprised faces as well as Auntie Michael who followed them in.

With such class of decoration, how much would it cost?

Even Avery herself was a bit shocked, she had budgeted 1.5 million to finish the renovations, but with the materials and the other things piled up there, obviously, 1.5 million wouldn’t be enough.

Fortunately, Giselle had given Avery’s mother a heads up beforehand; otherwise, her mother would definitely wonder if this Bernard Taylor had any ulterior motives.

"Miss Graham, you’re here. Would you like me to inform Mr. Taylor?" Manager Lei, who was in charge of the whole renovation project, came over and respectfully asked Avery.

"No need, I’m actually just bringing my parents over to take a look; you all continue with your work, I’ll be leaving soon," Avery shook her head, she couldn’t find any faults with such meticulous and responsible decoration work.

Seeing the workers staying late to work, she actually felt quite guilty inside.

She knew that Bernard Taylor was rushing the work because he was afraid their house would suddenly catch someone else’s eye and then without the renovations being completed, her parents would have nowhere to live.

"Well then, would you like to look around anyway?" Manager Lei continued to suggest.

"No need, you’re all very busy, and it’s quite good," Avery, who was never one to nitpick, glanced at her parents, and it was clear that they also didn’t want to disturb the construction crew.

At this moment, Auntie Michael looked at Avery with newfound respect. On the way back, she was very quiet, very silent.

Sitting in front, Avery’s father was slightly smiling; now he finally understood why his daughter had invited this Mrs. Michael here—it wasn’t that revenge couldn’t come after ten years for a gentleman.

No wonder every time he complained about how annoying those gossipy ladies in the Residential Area were, Avery would calm him down and advise him not to care.

His daughter had been waiting here to make a big move all along.

Of course, what Avery’s father didn’t know was that Avery actually hadn’t planned it that way. If it weren’t for running into her today and incidentally teaching Auntie Michael a lesson, Avery really didn’t have the time or the mind to plot so much for such a gossiping lady.

It was said that Auntie Michael went home alone after returning with them, and then didn’t come out for three consecutive days. People in the Residential Area started to speculate, was Auntie Michael sick?

Only Avery’s mother knew that Auntie Michael was likely suffering from a psychological problem.

Avery and Giselle also had dinner at home that night; there was plenty left over from lunch, enough for the evening meal. Avery’s mother was very happy, and before Avery left, she said to her, "So, when are you going to invite Bernard Taylor over for dinner? Let me know a couple of days in advance, and also let me know what he likes to eat, so I can prepare early."

"...Oh, I know," Avery nodded.

Giselle covered her mouth and secretly laughed on the side, and Avery’s father didn’t oppose either. He planned to take out his treasured white liquor for Bernard Taylor to taste when he came over.

Before, when Henry Lawson had come to the house, he hadn’t been willing to share it, as he had never really liked Henry Lawson, and it turned out, the man really wasn’t anything good.

When Avery and Giselle arrived home, Avery’s phone rang; she took it out and saw, as expected, it was Bernard Taylor calling. Giselle saw this and very thoughtfully went back to her room on her own.

"Hello?" Avery changed her shoes and also went back to her room.

"I heard you took Uncle and Auntie to Eshopia Hall today?" Actually, as soon as Avery and her parents had left, Bernard Taylor had received a call, but he hadn’t immediately called Avery.

"Yeah, how did you decorate it so..." Avery didn’t even know how to describe it; calling it magnificent was an understatement, she could even imagine the feeling of living in there.

"They didn’t like the decoration?" Bernard Taylor suddenly became nervous on the other end of the phone.

"Of course, they are very satisfied, but such decoration would definitely exceed my budget." Let alone them, Avery was also very satisfied. Now that she had bought the villa, everyone would like to renovate it to a high standard, but she only had that much money, and going over budget really wasn’t good.