Overflow With Fake Love

Chapter 4: Is This My Husband's Decision 

The servants looked at each other surprisingly for they had not been informed the man would present tonight.

A housekeeper immediately greeted him.

"Young master, have you eaten yet?"

"No."

Paul glanced at the empty dining room, placing his coat on the hand of a maid.

He looked at them with gentleness, but a closer look would help them find indifference hidden at the depth of his eyes.

Before the maid reported what had happened tonight, Paul had walked upstairs.

"There's no need to prepare my meal." Paul went into his room and sat down when his phone rang.

"Paul, are you home yet?" Nicholas asked anxiously about Paul's whereabouts on time.

As Paul was listening, he turned on the computer.

"Yes."

The old man coughed and continued, "Be good to Amy and give me a great-grandson soon.’’ 

Paul's hand tapping on the keyboard paused.

He spoke in a calm tone, "Grandpa, the Grand Group is currently on the rise, so I need to devote myself to the business.You promised me.I can follow your arrangement to marry her.As for the subsequent matters, I hope I can follow my plan.Please don't meddle in my affairs.’’ 

grandpa could answer, he hung up

asked

knocked on the room door and

took the paper from

the room and then

come out and greet

ajar door, he frowned and pushed

was no one in this

glass of the bathroom where the sound of water came, Paul

stepped to the huge floor-to-ceiling

Amy was

as his patience was wearing

and intended to go out, but the

walked out as she was drying her hair, surrounded by

alienation

froze on

the first time, this time she had a closer look at him

didn't know the identity of the man in front of her, but she guessed he was a member of

may I help you?" She spoke with

bewilderment, and confusion in her eyes all instantly turning into

pretended to be

discover a flicker of

took a gentler

of the world? He pointed at a white paper and a pen on

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