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.

main entrance. However, the security guard blocked

do you think you are to stop me

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

was a phrase across the placard. ‘Joe Edwards, Stanley Fletcher, and the dog are 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 was

Joe grabbed the guard by his collar. “Why can’t I enter? I’m her father! Is it wrong for a father

even more furious. He pointed at the general direction of the residential community while screaming vehemently, “You married such a young bride despite your old age. You are clearly robbing the cradle! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?! I don’t care; I insist on entering! I want to save Sophie! She hasn’t been attending classes for the past

If you don’t let me in, I will

ending the phone call, Stanley waited at the main entrance while puffing

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

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 for me. Otherwise,

“Cheating, my foot!”

got the guard to let him in reluctantly,

is preparing a feast tonight at home! He will open a good bottle of wine from his cellar 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

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

at Sophia while reprimanding her, “Sophia, you animal! I am your father! I will sue you in court for being an unfilial daughter if you refuse to let me enter your home

merely responded with a

was still cursing loudly, but Richard looked

Sophia’s attitude toward Stanley, she seems afraid that her husband might

suddenly came up

a delicious feast in his home today, and he even invited a group of his gay friends for dinner at

Michael once he entered the house, “Uncle, I want to criticize you. You can’t lock Sophia up at home. She needs to attend classes in university. It’s the mid-term exams in a few days’ time;

while lighting a cigarette. However,

and they sat at the table. It was not a large crowd; there was