Next One Is a Babe

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Old Mr. Jefferson scoffed. “I know that. You two wish to live in a world of your own, and don’t want an old man like me around. Don’t worry. I’m prepared for that.”

Hearing that, Lola felt a little sorry for him, but Logan, on the other hand, didn’t waver for a bit.

In regards to Lola’s job, Old Mr. Jefferson expressed his concern, as he was afraid that she might find it difficult to juggle between work and wedding preparations.

Hence, he was suggesting whether it was possible for her to resign for the time being. Of course, it wasn’t necessary for her to be a housewife. Once this busy period was over, she could always get a new job elsewhere.

Besides, the four Young Ladies of the Jefferson Family each had their own company, so they could easily get a job for her.

With a smile, Lola replied, “It’s fine. I’m one of the owners of the gym, so it’s not required for me to clock in and out on time.”

Nodding his head, Old Mr. Jefferson assured, “If you face any difficulties, don’t hesitate to let us know. We’re a family now, so feel free to come to us anytime.”

Clearly, everyone in the Jefferson Family had accepted her as a part of the family.

Sitting down with his legs crossed, Logan suddenly thought of something. “Did you seek advice from any fortune teller? I’d like to know which date is advisable for marriage registration—preferably a date that will help bless the couple’s marriage life.”

Pulling a long face, Old Mr. Jefferson asked, “Since when you’re superstitious?”

Shaking her head, Lola was left speechless, merely giving a smile.

With a pout, Logan darted a glance at Lola. “Do you have a preferred date?”

Off the top of her head, she couldn’t think of a special date. “I’m fine with anything. It’s up to you.”

With that, Logan concluded, “Tomorrow, then! Let’s get registered tomorrow.”

Dumbfounded, Lola knew all along that Logan was desperate, but not to this extent.

Letting out a sigh, Old Mr. Jefferson huffed, “Why are you being like this? I know that you don’t feel ashamed, but I’m getting so embarrassed because of you.”

Without a tinge of embarrassment, Logan snapped, “So what if I’m very eager to get married? What’s wrong with that? I’m holding myself responsible for her. Seriously, you’ve gotta give me credit for this.”

Gazing at Lola, Old Mr. Jefferson had a helpless expression on his face. Seeing that, Lola could only smile awkwardly.

Frankly, she kind of liked the way the Jeffersons communicated with one another. Knowing that there weren’t many restrictions, it made her feel comfortable.

The three of them then spent the entire morning chewing the rag until it was time for lunch.

When the servant came over to inform that lunch was ready, Lola stood up immediately and went to help Old Mr. Jefferson up.

Chuckling, Old Mr. Jefferson placed his hands on her arm. “Honestly, this brat of mine doesn’t deserve someone like you.”