President’s Twins: Buy One, Get One Free

Chapter 144: Is There No Other Room

“Aunt?” Hayden was stunned. Not able to control herself, she laughed out of a blue.

That girl was seemingly at most twelve or thirteen years old, but her seniority in the family was surprisingly greater than Joseph. It was hard to imagine how the situation that Joseph called her aunt would look like.

She glimpsed at Joseph and saw that his face did not look good. She bore herself from laughing to give him an out.

“Mark, this is just nominal, right? I think Joseph never calls her aunt, right?”

Unexpectedly, not knowing whether the butler was intentional or unintentional, he shook his head and directly denied, “He still has to call. Although Miss Eleanor is an adopted daughter, her name is already in the family tree. Every year, during Miss Eleanor’s birthday or the ancestor worship at Spring Festival time, he has to call her.”

Joseph glanced coldly at the butler, “Mark, you are getting old so you also tend to speak more and more unnecessary words. I think it is time to let you retire and go back to your house.”

Hayden lowered her head and kept herself from laughing.

The butler immediately shut his mouth. He smiled awkwardly and changed the subject.

“There is a threshold here, pay attention and remember to lift your feet. Pay more attention, Little Noah and Little Stella.”

The mansion of the Beckham family was a protected historic building in Nanking. It was a traditional mansion with spacious halls and extensive courtyards. They passed through several winding corridors and built-in mansion doors. After walking for quite a while, they finally arrived at the place to eat.

Although Harrison’s hair was all white, his body was hale and he could stand in an upright position.

“Mr. Beckham,” Hayden greeted him respectfully.

“Don’t need to be so formal. It isn’t a work occasion. Furthermore, I’m already retired, so don’t call me Mr. Beckham. You can just call me grandpa like Joseph, don’t need to be overcautious.”

Hearing this, Hayden’s face slightly blushed. After hesitating for a while, she called out, “Grandpa.”

then looked at Stella

and Noah, come over to

not like an outsider at all. She held Harrison’s hand and kissed on his cheek, “Great-grandpa, I want

the maids in the kitchen have prepared it for you. You’ll be able to eat it

which Harrison and Stella had a close relationship, Hayden was a

His

Stella. And after he hears that she has a good relationship with Little Noah, he has given his phone number to Little Stella and has

see.” Hayden did not suspect anymore, “This sounds reasonable. This is the first time Noah goes to school. It is normal that you may worry because he

somewhat complicated and he

always been calm and self-possessed met Joseph's eyes, he coughed dryly

these two kids and Grandpa. Grandpa was so

cream was also part of the conversations of you guys over the phone?” He

was stuck again. He glanced at the butler but this time, the butler also did not know what

grandfather and his grandson looked at each other for a few seconds, Harrison

likes to eat. Being a great-grandfather, have I done anything wrongly? On the contrary, you’ve known Hayden for so long but when I asked you what she likes to eat, what

to

Joseph was stunned.

you say?” Hayden raised her eyebrows and looked at him

Joseph was a little unnatural, “I remember that you are apparently not a picky eater

at him and regained his authority as an elder at this moment, “It’s because Hayden is good-tempered. If she is replaced by those little girls outside, they’ll definitely want to break

completely

on without sympathy. Perhaps, Harrison was the only person

atmosphere when having dinner was very pleasant. The two obedient kids were sitting on Harrison’s left and right sides while Hayden and Joseph sat on the two sides of the table respectively while facing each other. The chefs in the Beckham family were really outstanding as

upstairs to play. Hayden and Joseph

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