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.

he couldn’t hear Jordan’s voice, he could already imagine how happy Jordan

to their

still have work, Young Master? Miss Hunter asked me if

have a dinner party later tonight.” Alexander said flatly. “I will be back later. If it’s too late, please arrange for a driver to send both of

meal in front of him. He

preparing dinner soon. Even though there are maids at home, she’d probably make it herself according to her personality. I wonder

is the chicken soup that the delivery guy

on the door and walked in with a

stared at the silver thermos box and suddenly put down his chopsticks

“What?”

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

Alexander had already grabbed his jacket

driving back, he stopped at a snack shop and bought two boxes 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 lively with the sound of children giggling from the toy

open the door of the room, a fuming Courtney was standing with her hands full of flour while she

one will be here if you fall down again. You too, Jordan—your injuries are not healed yet. How can you follow

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

like a person who

looked at each other and stuck their tongues

pointed at Tina’s nose. “You must look after Jordan. Don’t play too rough—he’s not healed yet, and his arm is still in a

“Okay Mommy, I know! I won’t

satisfaction

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

“Ah!”

chest. As she raised her head in pain, her heart skipped a beat

“S-Sorry.”

two white handprints on Alexander’s black shirt as flour fluttered down