The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride -
Chapter 971 - 951 Preparing the Wedding!
Chapter 971: Chapter 951 Preparing the Wedding!
"Um, Nora...sister!"
Willy Smith struggled awkwardly for a while before speaking again, "Could I possibly stop calling you sister in the future? I’m now taller than you, and it feels a bit uncomfortable to keep calling you that, especially since I’m less than two months younger than you!"
If one is born at the beginning of the year and the other at the end, they could actually be considered peers.
He had wanted to drop the title for a long time but had never found the right opportunity!
"Of course, you can! Seeing as you’ve grown so much taller than me yet still calling me sister, I’m the one who’s going to blush!"
Nana Jensen held her notebook in both hands and laughed awkwardly, "It would be more like it if I called you brother!"
Willy didn’t speak again. His usually expressionless eyes, if observed closely at that moment, would reveal a faint trace of happiness. Of course, following that happiness was a tinge of sadness.
Even if he could stop calling her sister, what would it change?
The person she liked was Roy Thompson, not him!
Willy Smith straightened out the already tidy desk before joining Nana Jensen to head to the hall. When they arrived, the dishes were all served, and Ivy Aretha came over with the two kids—it had been a long time since the family had eaten together and enjoyed the lively atmosphere.
The few kids were still young and studying, naturally, they weren’t the focus of much attention, so the topic naturally fell on Bella Gordon.
"Bianca, you just let your Brother Roy go like that? Aren’t you worried that once he’s in Corda City, he’ll be surrounded by women there?"
Mario Jensen smiled mischievously at Bianca, "Sometimes being too confident as a woman isn’t a good thing. This is the time when you should be following him back!"
"Uncle Fabian, should I take that as you thinking I eat too much and you want to send me away?"
Fabian Jensen: "..."
"Truly Ivy Aretha’s daughter, that mouth of yours is really quite sharp!"
He was left with no room for comeback. "I’m just reminding you, when it comes to men, if they are yours you have to keep an eye on them. Men these days are not like how we were back in the day, devotedly loving only one person. To them, all other women might as well be the same as men!"
Cough cough...
When Michael Gordon heard this, he almost choked on his own cough. This man, what nerve to say that!
"So, Fabian, when we were working together for so long, in your eyes, I was just a man?"
Lina Miller couldn’t help but retort. After all, being equated with a man by her own husband, the National Goddess felt quite struck.
Fabian Jensen: "..."
"Pfft!"
Ivy Aretha couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing, "Senior, you better prepare to kneel on beer caps tonight!"
Really hit the nail on the head, didn’t I?
"Ahem, Ivy, don’t revel in my misfortune. I mean, before you, every female dog looked male to Michael, his reputation stank to high heaven—a classic playboy and notorious womanizer!"
"That was all an act. I’m innocent, and this can be proven. Anyone who’s shared my bed knows the truth. Those so-called playboy claims are pure slander!" Having said this, Michael Gordon turned and tenderly kissed his wife, asserting his innocence, "Wife, only you know my purity. I get it, my love!"
Ivy Aretha: "..."
"Daddy, can you teach Brother Roy how to have skin as thick as yours?" Bella Gordon excitedly put down her chopsticks, her eyes wide with earnestness, "I think Brother Roy’s skin is just too thin. If it were as thick as yours, I’d surely be drowning in sweet nothings from my honey jar!"
Michael Gordon: "..."
Is that a compliment or an insult?
Everyone in the room burst into laughter. Mr. Gordon felt that his status in the family was diminishing, but why did he actually enjoy this lowly life? After much thought, he concluded that he must have a masochistic streak or a slave mentality!
The moment Oliver Thompson got home, he went to report his academic progress over the past few years to his father, Mario Jensen, and discussed his plans. Mario Jensen seldom interfered with his son’s affairs, believing that sons should be reared freely and frugally, while daughters should be raised wealthily and protectively.
"If you’ve made up your mind, just go ahead!"
Mario Jensen frowned, glanced at him, and habitually lit a cigarette, "But Andras City is a new market, and you’re new to it. Are you sure you don’t need to gain some experience at the company before setting up a branch office?"
Setting up a branch isn’t a huge deal, but for Oliver Thompson, who only had theoretical business knowledge, it wasn’t a trivial task either. Imagine the difficulty of exploring a new market without even being familiar with the company!
But if his son had made a decision, he would respect his choice. Still, he had to offer a fatherly reminder!
"Dad, I’ve decided!"
Oliver’s resolve was firm, "Bianca has waited for me for so many years. I couldn’t do anything overseas, but now that I’m back, I don’t want her to wait any longer. I’m taking over the branch office, and I also want to marry her."
"As the saying goes, a man should settle down before he becomes successful. I want to marry Bianca before we open the office!" Oliver stood sincerely before his father, "Marry first, then I’ll go to Andras City to establish our branch office. Dad, please believe in me, I can do this!"
Mario Jensen didn’t respond but his frown deepened and after a long pause, he said, "You’ve already decided, and you’d do it whether I support you or not, so I might as well support you!"
Mario Jensen actually advocated that a man should achieve great things before getting married, considering the very different environments in which he and his son grew up.
"Roy, are you really going to develop your career in Andras City?"
Julie Harrison’s eyes widened abruptly at these words, "Why not bring Bianca to our home? It would be the same. We’ll treat her well. She was close to us when she was little. There’s no need for you to go all the way to Andras City!"
In the end, a woman is a woman. The thought of her son leaving home and them was like having her heart gouged out.
"Alright, Julia, there’s a saying that sons forget their mothers once they get wives!" Seeing his wife’s sadness, Mario Jensen couldn’t help but pat her shoulder to comfort her, "Think of it as if the son who marries is like water splashed out. Worst comes to worst, we can also have our daughter bring a son-in-law into our family!"
"Pah! Who says a son is water splashed out? If anyone is to be splashed out, it’s you first. My son is the apple of my eye!" Julie Harrison always doted on her children. She went mad with longing when she was apart from her son even briefly in the past, so naturally, she couldn’t bear the thought of such a long separation now!
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