My Dreamy Old Husband

After Daniel left, another car passed by not long after. It stopped for ID confirmation, and Joe dashed forward to knock against the car window. “My dear son-in-law, I am Joe Edwards! I am Sophia’s father!”

There are only a handful of residents in The Imperial. If he is my son-in-law, I’m sure he’d recognize me if I shout aloud. If they aren’t, I’ll just apologize and move on. I might even learn about my son-in-law’s identity.

The back passenger car window lowered, and the blonde man seated in the car took off his sunglasses. He revealed the face that often showed up on the golden screens in the cinema.

“Do you think that I am your son-in-law?”

Joe suddenly answered respectfully while rubbing his hands together, “It turns out it’s you, Best Actor, Mr. Winston. It seems you live here too! It so happens my son-in-law lives here, and he is living in Villa No. 8. Do you think you can—”

“No, I can’t.” Harry closed the window, and the car sped off, leaving them behind.

Joe started scolding aloud once he left, “Bah! You’re looking down on others just because you have the title of Best Actor! When I shift into the neighborhood, I will make sure to teach you a lesson!”

Soon, another car arrived, and Joe repeated the same thing by charging forward while hitting against the car window. “Son-in-law!”

The window lowered, effectively revealing a familiar face, which often showed up on cinema screens. Therefore, Joe immediately recognized who it was. “Well if it isn’t Best Actor Award winner, Mr. Murray. My name is Joe Edwards, and I’ve met you before. My son-in-law lives in the housing community in Villa No. 8…”

“I’m sorry. It’s out of the way.” Michael knew his motive, and so he closed the window coldly before leaving.

I don’t like him as long as chica doesn’t!

Joe started screaming profanities again once the car disappeared out of sight.

Richard knew that things wouldn’t work if this went on. He was convinced that they wouldn’t enter the community after offending everyone within the neighborhood.

Suddenly, he saw Stanley walking a husky from across the street.

dog while making his way toward the main entrance. However, the security guard blocked his way once he arrived. “I’m sorry. You are

asked angrily, “Who do you think you are to stop me from entering? I’ve

security guard took out a placard. “Today, Madam Edwards from Villa No. 8 specifically sent a

not allowed entry.’ However, she must have figured the dog was too adorable to be denied entry, and that it didn’t deserve such treatment, because there

collar. “Why can’t I enter? I’m her father!

despite your old age. You are clearly robbing the cradle! Aren’t you

“Sophie, let me in! If you don’t let me in, I will inform

the phone call, Stanley waited

and Richard were also waiting at the entrance in frustration. Stanley saw them both, but

came out, wearing a white bunny pajamas. She snuck into the neighboring ancient Imperial Palace for fun during the day, but she received Stanley’s phone call

her. “You had better open the gates

“Cheating, my foot!”

got the guard to let him in reluctantly, and Stanley entered with the

once there’s a delicious meal! Tsk-tsk, Michael’s wine cellar is filled with bottles of aged wine he inherited from Elizabeth! Even having a whiff of it is worth the trouble! I’m also dropping by to check if he has been hitting Sophia again. She mentioned that she fell and injured herself the last time, but I don’t truly believe that. Most men with a military

closely from behind while smiling happily to walk through the entrance. However, the guard blocked his

I am your father! I will sue you in court for being an unfilial daughter if you refuse to let me enter your

responded with a smirk before

was still cursing loudly, but Richard looked as if he had realized

Stanley, she seems afraid that her husband might find out she has a boy

came up with

home at Villa No. 8. There was a delicious feast in his home today, and he even invited a group of his gay friends for dinner at home. Harry

and so he would always show up no matter how many times he was beaten up. In fact, he reprimanded Michael once he entered the house, “Uncle, I want to criticize you. You can’t

while lighting a cigarette. However, Michael stubbed

dishes were served, and they sat at the table. It was not a