My Dreamy Old Husband

The receptionist at the front desk of the office building was taken aback when she saw the arrival of the entourage before her, but she maintained a perfunctory smile as she greeted them, “Hi, how may I help you today?”

“I’m here to see Fass,” Tiffany replied in her thick Bayside accent.

“Do you have an appointment?” the receptionist asked.

Tiffany scoffed, then said primly, “An appointment? I’m Fass’ wife, and I’m here with my son to see my husband. Why would I need to make an appointment?”

Those in the lobby who were within earshot now turned to look at Tiffany curiously, and their gazes fell upon the child, as well as the nanny who was carrying him.

Fass’ son… Since when did he have another son?

It seemed as if the rumors that had been going around the company were true—Fass must be getting married soon with Tiffany, director of the Adams Group, since they already have a child together!

This meant that the woman standing at the front desk right now was the soon-to-be Mrs. Michel!

Upon making the connection, the receptionist’s expression shifted, and—not wanting to offend the woman—she immediately allowed Tiffany to pass through, then said, “Mr. Fass isn’t in right now—”

“I know.” Tiffany cut her off as she strode into the lobby. She took the elevator, which was meant for executives, and began to make her rounds in the company. Those who saw her whispered to each other excitedly as she passed by.

It had been a while since the rumor of Fass’ engagement to Tiffany had first started, but seeing Tiffany here in the company today was a different kind of validation altogether.

Furthermore, Cooper was a renowned figure all over Cethos upon having skyrocketed to fame after appearing on ‘My Grandpa in Shining Armor’.

He was well-versed in firearms, and he had single-handedly built an armament empire.

He displayed a prowess for computers, and half of the world’s supply for computer parts was manufactured by the subsidiaries under his company.

He was also the first person who had come up with the programming algorithm for video games, and it was in his name that all esports players gathered in collective prayer before the start of each gaming competition.

Armor’ had gone through the

family life of Cooper, a grandpa whose armor shone brighter than others. From the looks of it now, he was likely engaged to Tiffany. One could only

here in the company, he was frustrated,

‘strategic retreat’, thus leaving Linus and Sophia to clear up the mess he’d left behind,

be,” was all Linus

Tiffany spent the better half of the day surveying each and every part of Michel Group, making her presence known to everyone in the building. She wanted them

Group, she headed over to Dragon Technology Corporation, which was another one of Cooper’s old nests. Cooper had plans to

declare to the world that she and Cooper were soon to be married, and that they

on which featured the many details of her life in Sophia’s home. She’d even tweeted about the strawberries that Carmen had given her for New

tolerant enough to turn a blind eye on all of Tiffany’s antics, but Sophia was not—to say she was furious at Tiffany would be

of trash! Sophia cursed inwardly. Tiffany, that sly,

Sophia, what’s going on between your dad and Tiffany? The head of our department had me rush over to Dragon Technology for the scoop!” Maddie exclaimed over the phone

out that Tiffany had tipped off the

on her hip, it came

her, they swarmed

is it true that Cooper Mitchell is the

child, Asher Mitchell, named after the blessing

furiously on her keyboard as she penned a rather scandalous article on

the security team to keep the doors closed to anyone

was no way Sophia was going to allow that old b*tch to

city and gave interviews to reporters who asked for them. Sophia, on the other hand, was busy working on the

she put it up on the internet under an anonymous handle, thereafter calling up a marketing agency

student in Bayside University who had had books published under her name, in addition to her years of experience as a groupie. There had been a time when she was in charge of publishing articles for the Taylor Murray fanclub, and she’d spent years warring with Taylor’s anti-fans in cyberspace. Indeed, with Sophia’s skills in writing exposés as well as apology statements,

achieve a high click-through rate, she’d turned the article over to Maddie—who had majored in journalism—for it

days after Tiffany made rounds

away on her computer, when he noticed the article that was trending on his social