My Dreamy Old Husband

Recently, the studio did not have many orders and those they had were made by their acquaintances. They were Sophia’s classmates, the Winston Family, the Fletchers, Sean’s uncle, Stan and Judge and the like. Truth was, their customer base that was built up over the years were gone. Right away, Sophia stopped the business operations and decided to complete the orders at hand before anything else.

As for the remaining stock in the store that was not sold, Sophia would bring it home for her pets. She also had two dozen toys sent over for Judge as compensation for the sin of castrating it.

Now, the store was about to be renovated. The designer had come over to discuss the details with Sarah as Sophia listened while holding her two puppies.

Suddenly, the phone rang—it was still the new phone with an unfamiliar number.

As soon as the call was connected, Bill’s voice came over the line.

“Hello, Miss Lucile. My name is Bill Winterford. May I know if you need any pet luxury goods service? The King team would be happy to serve you.”

Coldly, Sophia rejected, “Sorry, I’m not interested.”

Upon hearing that, Bill snickered. “It seems like you’re still a loyal customer of Pourl. You may not know this, but Pourl is about to close down and their employees are currently working with us at King. Are you sure you don’t want to come and experience our service?”

Sophia sneered nonchalantly. “King is nothing but a little shop that sells dog collars. Who gave you the courage to threaten customers?”

Obviously, the phrase ‘a little shop that sells dog collars’ made Bill very unhappy. All at once, his tone became unkind. “Who gave us the courage? The Edwards Family, of course!”

Without saying a word, Sophia hung up and continued supervising the designer with the renovation plans.

the staff had

Sophia stayed back. She actively discussed with the designer about the details and

delight to cuddle a tiny Husky while it was still small and incapable of destroying everything in its path. The other puppy was in the kennel at the store, comforting its newly neutered father

take a break. At that moment, a young man with blonde hair

much—saw the man, he abruptly stormed up to

heavy mockery and superiority in his incoherent pronunciation. “Not welcomed? This place will

recognized this voice. It was the same one that she spoke to on the phone—Bill Winterford, the collateral relative

strode into the store. When he saw they were preparing for renovations, he commented loudly, “So you’re preparing for a renovation. That’s great. Once you’re done, we can

him. “Bill, I told you to never show up in front of me. Otherwise, don’t blame me for disregarding

past? What are you going to do? Punch me? Come on

he saw red.

could not

take advantage of the opportunity to

all, Ivan wasn’t

Bill had come in just to provoke him and if he punched

Ivan. Your designs and talent became the stepping stone to my success, while you have achieved nothing! Your precious Pourl is going out of business! To tell you the truth, I am currently in the midst of a discussion with your landlord to buy this store.

rage and his chest rose and fell violently. His fists that were clenched

that we could reuse this waste? If you don’t take up our offer, you’ll be losing so much money

gritted his teeth