My Dreamy Old Husband

Comparison was the source of all discontent. Once, they’d derided those who’d gone over to Cooper’s side as being too dumb to judge the situation, but their young lady had now pinned theirs to the ground, yet they didn’t even dare retaliate.

As Sophia watched as the Mitchells carried Sandra away with their tails between their legs and disappeared into the exhibition hall, she was still feeling peeved. Upon seeing that Linus wasn’t saying anything, she instantly urged, “Don’t take their words to heart, Linus.”

Linus caressed her head gently. “I’m fine,” he reassured.

Grabbing his hand, Sophia tugged at it slightly. “You’ve always been the pride of our family, Linus. Dad is always asking me to learn from you!”

All the Mitchells sat at a table. It was rare that everyone was sitting here today to receive some exposure to art. All of them found those few slaps of Sophia impressive since Sandra indeed had a foul mouth.

All of a sudden, Sophia felt a burning sensation in her back. The moment she glanced over her shoulder, she noticed Lucy staring at her. Lucy was drinking alone, and she quickly averted her gaze the moment she saw Sophia looking at her. Nevertheless, Sophia still felt that her gaze earlier was brimming with sorrow.

Lucy Edwards is really a tad strange these days. She helped Sandra settle the open and secret dual-priced contracts, invested a lot of money in her project, and even facilitated her meeting with Billy Kim. Besides, she also rebranded King—the luxury brand for pets Sandra previously ruined—to go head-to-head with Pourl. It’s truly puzzling… Could it be that Sandra has some dirt on her? But she’s such a strong woman, independent and outstanding. What could Sandra have on her? Because of her, it’s been rather difficult for me to eliminate this signature advocate of Alex Mitchell, so I should really take some time to investigate her.

so she was dozing off in Michael’s arms. Cooper, however, had disappeared somewhere. The curtain is falling on the exhibition, yet Dad hasn’t even seen Louis Osborne. If he misses him this time, it’ll be a long wait before he’ll get to see him next time. They then phoned Cooper, but he said he wanted some time alone and would go home by himself later. Sophia then bid Louis farewell. She initially wanted to also bid the Yard

In the end, they decided to have dinner together. Anne happily went in search of Louis as she contemplated a name that would be worthy of her identity. No, I’ve got to find myself a husband first! Stanley Fletcher, Michael Fletcher, and the likes aren’t worthy of me. I want to find someone like the head of the Michel Family, Fass Michel! While rumor has it that he has a daughter who’s pretty old, his

From his looks, he appeared to be in his early 30s. His gaze shone with profound maturity, the blue of his eyes bright and alluring as the ocean. He seemed to be of mixed blood.

It held Anne so transfixed that her steps ceased, and she stood there looking at him quietly. Has he experienced something devastating? From his back, she could see the sorrow that overflowed from the

furtively. All at once, his sorrowful gaze turned forbidding and domineering. “Who’s there?” he demanded

handsome countenance stole her every breath, depriving her brain of oxygen that she couldn’t think for a moment, merely staring at him blankly. For the first time, her usually eloquent self was rendered

seeing that she was a young girl, he didn’t take offense to her and

man—handsome, mysterious, and powerful. The moment the man disappeared from sight, the powerful aura vanished as well. As a breath of fresh

regret it for the rest of her life if she didn’t call him back. However, never could she have known that she’d suffer for the rest of her life just because she

is it?” The man turned back, his gaze still as indifferent

stammer in her voice. “You must be here to attend the solo exhibition of my grandfather,