Secret Wealthy Marriage
Chapter 1053 - 025 In-laws meet to set the wedding date_6

Chapter 1053: 025 In-laws meet to set the wedding date_6

"..." Avery Graham ignored him and went straight to the office room. "Aren’t you busy with your company’s work? Coming here every day to supervise, you’re going to put a lot of pressure on them."

"Really? I don’t think so. Does my being here put a lot of pressure on you?" Bernard Taylor followed Avery into the office room, sticking close to her.

"What pressure do I have?" Avery turned on the computer, checked yesterday’s sales, then reviewed the daily report submitted by the shop manager, and filed the documents away. "I ate a bit too much this morning and am not hungry now, so you go have lunch by yourself. I’ll just get some afternoon tea later in the afternoon."

"The shop’s renovation is done, let’s go check it out. I had someone pick a date, and we can reopen next Saturday. You have eight more days to adjust the shop assistants. Also, the villa is ready to move into, and someone has taken my parents’ apartment. We have a lot going on recently." So she would see him quite often.

"Really? Okay, I got it, I’ll handle it in the next few days. Does moving also need a specific date?" Avery asked, knowing her mother would definitely insist on it.

"Yes, we consulted with a feng shui master. We can move next Wednesday, or the Friday after next. Anyway, it’s still timely to deal with the house after moving." Bernard nodded.

"Thanks for your trouble." Avery smiled, acknowledging that Bernard was really putting in a lot of effort and stress for their family.

"... What are you talking about?" Bernard glared at her.

"Let’s go. Although I’m not hungry, I can still eat a bit to keep you company." Avery picked up her bag and stood up, smiling.

"I’ve also scheduled our wedding dress photo shoot for this weekend. I found a moving company, so we don’t need to worry about the moving. You just need to have mom and dad pack a few essentials to bring over, and we’ll leave the old furniture for the new landlord to deal with. It saves some trouble."

"Okay." Avery knew that with the villa being so nicely decorated, her parents would probably feel uncomfortable bringing their old stuff.

Just as they were leaving the office room, they saw Jollie Auclair at their store, surrounded by several girls. Jollie Auclair looked at the decorating style and the name of the Cake Shop, initially thinking it was another store with the same name as Avery’s, but then she realized after seeing Avery and Bernard that it was actually Avery’s Cake Shop they had been praising.

"Truly, enemies meet on a narrow road," Jollie muttered.

"Jollie, what are you talking about?" Jollie’s friend turned and asked upon hearing her grumble.

"Nothing, just saw someone I don’t like," Jollie pouted. "So the cakes you liked are from this store. You guys go ahead and buy, eating these might make me sick."

Her voice was not too loud or too soft, but Avery heard it all very clearly.

"Let’s go," Avery said to Bernard, really not wanting to waste breath on Jollie Auclair as long as she didn’t provoke her directly. Avery could overlook mere verbal indulgence.

Jollie could only indulge in her words now.

Bernard too didn’t bother arguing with such a woman. Since Avery didn’t care, he didn’t feel the need to waste words on that sort of person, but he disdained doing business with such people.

"Claudette, remember these faces, whatever they want to buy, our shop has run out. Our cakes are for people, not for barking dogs," Bernard coldly instructed Claudette Remington.

"Yes, boss." Claudette also felt Jollie’s words were too much, quite unbearable, but only Sister Avery could tolerate it.

"You’re refusing service to us?" A woman next to Jollie, feeling unjustified, chimed in. They hadn’t said anything, it was all Jollie talking, yet they were also labeled as barking dogs by this man.

While this man was good-looking, he was already taken, and with such unpleasant talk, women naturally couldn’t stand such an insult.

"This is our own shop, so what if we refuse? Business is built on mutual consent. Now, I don’t want to sell; are you going to sue me?" Bernard was not afraid as he defended his rights as a private shop owner.

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