Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 231

Kayla had a point, so Mr. Carter nodded in agreement. “I’ll try to be as stealthy as possible so that he doesn’t find out.”

That would be best.

Kayla pulled out a jade piece and placed it in Mr. Carter’s hand. “Thank you for your hard work.”

Mr. Carter refused to take it. “I appreciate your kindness, but after working so many years for the Fulcher family, I have no need for this.”

The reason he disliked Diana had nothing to do with the favors he was doing for Kayla. He simply felt that Diana wasn’t good enough for Julian, and his sincere wish was for Julian to have a better life. It was why he was helping Kayla.

“I don’t mean to discredit your sincerity,” Kayla said humbly. “If you dislike these mundane items, I’ll prepare something else for you next time.”

“I’m happy as long as you and the master are happy,” Mr. Carter said, waving his hand dismissively.

Even though it was true, Kayla was confused by Mr. Carter’s attitude. Contempt filled her eyes as she watched Mr. Carter’s retreating back. Were there any servants in this world who didn’t want money?

probably didn’t accept it because he felt the jade piece wasn’t good enough for him. However, Mr. Carter was a butler that had been with the Fulcher family for a long time

requested him to help her find better–quality

Mr. Carter.

asked Kayla about her progress with Julian. He was delighted to hear about Diana becoming a mere nanny. He immediately praised

Kayla joined the Fulcher family. It seemed his gamble of betting all his cards on

fantasize about the future when Diana would be driven out while Kayla and Julian would be married. He would appear at social gatherings bearing the title of father–in–law to the Fulcher family. He could already imagine all the compliments he would get! The Winningtons‘

the more excited they became. In the end, Kayla simply entered her room and started a video call with

that everything would be fine as long as Diana

the baby in Diana’s belly… Diana couldn’t be allowed to

moment, Diana was downstairs, her computer

actually feel tired from the manual labor she was forced to do that day. Cleaning the house was mindless work, but it

sore from

chrysanthemum flowers in bloom, she thought about her incomplete design back at Esteem Creation. This was

the couch, staring

even more than usual; it was different than her usual