One Night Surprise

Chapter 476 The Fight for the Duncans’ ‘King of Chess’ Throne

Eric obediently followed after Alexander, who was carrying his luggage, as soon as Alexander’s figure, which covered half the door, had gone out. While carrying and pulling the luggage all by himself, Eric didn’t forget to fawn.

“As long as you take good care of the Young Mistress.”

Upon hearing that, Alexander quickly clasped his fingers around Courtney’s slender ones. He had a loving look in his eyes as he lowered his gaze to look at her.

“Let’s go home, my wife,” he cooed sweetly.

Her expression remained impassive as she was used to hearing him say things like this. However, this was the first time Eric had heard the young master he had served for years speak in such a mushy tone. He was so surprised that he lost his footing. He then pushed the luggage wheels off the ground, and the luggage fell with a loud thud.

“Did you not have dinner?” a gloomy voice rang out from behind, obviously displeased. Despite the darkness of the dawn, it was easy to see the nervous sweat on Eric’s light blue shirt as the clumsy man hurried to pick up the fallen luggage.

Courtney couldn’t help but pity him as she watched him frightfully stuff the luggage into the trunk of the vehicle.

After the couple had gotten into the car, Alexander leaned against Courtney’s shoulders. At that moment, he looked somewhat exhausted with a frown on his face.

Eric tried his absolute best to keep the drive smooth, and when he saw the couple asleep through the rearview mirror, he finally heaved a breath of relief. However, the ringing of a phone at that moment immediately broke the peaceful silence in the car.

Alexander took out his phone from the pocket of his shirt.

At the same time, Courtney, too, reached into her bag and fished for her phone with her eyes closed.

The two unconsciously exchange looks after getting calls at the same time. They each then leaned to the windows of the car.

“What is the matter, Gale?”

“Hello? Cameron?”

“You are calling because your wife told you to? Do you not have your pride as a man?”

“Did you force Gale into this again? Okay, okay. I will treat you to a meal to make up for it someday, alright?”

“…”

——

day, Courtney set up the breakfast party at the

of war, where they formed different groups amongst themselves. As they had their fun ‘killing’ each other off, Cameron had her hand on her forehead while looking at them. She was so unhappy

a naive face and brought her a plate of

these.

are business geniuses. You promised to treat me to a meal, but you’re fulfilling the promise through this party at Duncan’s ancestral home––which was pre-planned! You know that we have to be mindful not to embarrass Old Master Duncan. It wasn’t such a bad move for you lot to use those ideas on Gale,

because she was munching on desserts

edition handbag. There are only 100

“…”

“2 of it.”

let out a hearty laugh after hearing her words. “Good job, Courtney,” she cheerfully replied. “Oh, this dessert tastes pretty good! I will go

Cameron’s hastily retreating back as she plopped her forehead in her palm. Despite the heartache from doing such a generous thing, she turned to show an “okay”

but it really did take them a

holding a sticker in her hand as she tried with all her might to

left on my face

eyes were filled with shame for being in such an embarrassing state in front of Josephine. Papa is too much! the young boy thought as he turned

go so

today to get what he wanted, and yet, it only took so long for their relationship

expression of a loving father, but the words that left his mouth next sounded grumpy. “Shall we play

before she angrily shoved the plate in her hands to Courtney. Rolling her sleeves up, she chased Gale off the sofa. She

husband and son! Let me have a go!”

“Wifey—”

“Momma—”

glint in their eyes as they cheered, “Our savior

She quickly left the room by walking through a winding corridor to another living room. When she arrived there, Old Master Duncan and Jordan were having a game of chess, with both of them in their respective wooden armchairs. The older man seemed rather energetic, while the younger

“Jordan, listen to me!”

who was standing behind Jordan, had her eyes widened urgently as she urged her brother to pay attention to her. She quickly made a decision on her