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.

many of the staff had left, they were short on

while Sophia stayed back. She actively discussed with the designer about the details and walked around holding her puppy in

small and incapable of destroying everything in its

around for a while, Sophia sat down to take a break. At that moment, a young man with blonde hair and blue

the man, he abruptly stormed up to him and snapped, “Please get out! You are not welcomed

poor Cethosian language, but Sophia could still hear the heavy mockery and superiority in

once, Sophia recognized this voice. It was the same one that she spoke to on the phone—Bill Winterford, the collateral relative of the Edwards Family and the

renovations, he commented loudly, “So you’re preparing for a

He walked toward Bill and shoved him. “Bill, I told you to never show up in

What are you going

Ivan brought his fist up as he saw red. However, he still could

could not hit

Bill would just take advantage of the opportunity to cause

all, Ivan

seemed like Bill had come in just to provoke him

of business! To tell you the truth, I am currently in the midst of a discussion with your landlord to

Ivan’s face was flushed with rage and his chest rose and fell violently. His fists that were clenched tightly looked like it would swing any time, but

store, Bill couldn’t help but mock, “Pourl won’t be able to make it and you don’t even have customers anymore; why not just sell it to us so that we could

hearing this, Ivan gritted his teeth in