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?

However, Mr. Carter was a butler that had been with the Fulcher family for a long time and an essential element for her to become

called her father James and requested him to help her find better–quality jade pieces or something similar. When the time comes, she would use it

Mr. Carter.

becoming a mere nanny. He immediately praised Kayla, gushing, “You’re better than her, as always. It’s only been a few days, and you’ve pushed her into

were going, it would only be a matter of time before Kayla joined

would be driven out while Kayla and Julian would be married. He would appear at social gatherings bearing the title of father–in–law

the father–daughter chatted, the more excited they became. In the end, Kayla simply entered her

be fine as long as Diana divorced

belly…

the same moment, Diana was downstairs,

tired from the manual labor she was forced to do that day. Cleaning the house was mindless

sore from stretching her

her computer and went downstairs. Enjoying the autumn breeze and chrysanthemum flowers in bloom, she thought about her incomplete design back at Esteem Creation. This was the deal she had with Fanny when she first joined the company, and she hadn’t produced this month’s design

on the couch, staring into the garden in a

usual; it was different than her usual