One Night Surprise

Chapter 43 Future Young Mistress

“How can that be possible? The Young Master is getting married to Miss Price.”

“I heard that Old Master Duncan dislikes Miss Price and doesn’t agree with the marriage at all.”

“Really?” A maid covered her mouth with astonishment as she lowered her voice and said, “If that’s true, does it mean that the appearance of Miss Hunter shows that the Young Master likes her more?”

“Be a little more sharp and respectful to her—who knows, she might be the future Young Mistress.”

Meanwhile, Courtney was busy eating with the children. Unbeknownst to her, Jordan’s dependence on herself had triggered the imagination of all the servants in the manor; she was even crowned as the future Young Mistress of the family.

It was already 3.00PM when the two meetings of Sunhill Enterprise were over. Josh placed the meal he had ordered earlier on the coffee table in the office.

“You should eat first, President Duncan. I will copy the minutes of the meeting to your computer later.”

Alexander pinched his eyebrows and nodded tiredly. He had been busy since 7.00AM and hadn’t had time to eat yet.

After a brief rest, Alexander called home and put his phone on speaker as he unpacked his meal.

The call was quickly connected as the butler’s respectful voice came through. “Are you done with your work, Young Master?”

“Yeah, I just finished. How are things at home?”

“Everything is fine. Don’t worry, Young Master—Miss Hunter and the Little Master are getting along, and he is having fun with Miss Hunter’s daughter as well.”

The sound of children playing came from the other end of the call as well as Tina’s loud laugh.

“Jordan, this toy of yours is just too funny! Haha!”

Alexander’s expression softened.

could already imagine

attention to

have work, Young Master? Miss Hunter asked me if

I have a dinner party later tonight.” Alexander said flatly. “I will be back later.

felt strange as he held the chopsticks and stared at the delicious meal in front of him. He suddenly lost his appetite and somehow yearned for the food that Courtney had brought over to

home, she’d probably make it

is the chicken soup that

knocked on the door and walked in with

at the silver thermos box and suddenly put down his chopsticks and stood up.

“What?”

look and asked, “Why are you not going? Is there something important? It’s a dinner party

Alexander had already grabbed his jacket and walked out, completely

of snacks to bring back home. It was almost evening when he arrived, but the sky was still bright with a gorgeous colorful haze in the distance. The house

was standing with her hands full of flour while she pointed at Tina, who was jumping excitedly

come down this instant, Tina! Stop fooling around. I’m going to cook, and no one will be here if you fall down again. You too, Jordan—your injuries

in front of him. Jordan had always been quiet and reserved, but now he was actually jumping and rolling on

a person who

each other and stuck their tongues out before they got off the

right?” Courtney pointed at Tina’s nose. “You

“Okay Mommy, I know!

with satisfaction and turned

so focused on the two children that she hadn’t noticed there was someone at the door, bumping right into

“Ah!”

As she raised her head in pain, her heart skipped a

“S-Sorry.”

and realized there were two white handprints on Alexander’s black shirt as flour fluttered down to