Dominant Boss: Call Me Hubby, My Dear

South Hampton continued to thrive and flourish for seven years after Jeanne left.

At the city's airport, Jeanne came out from the arrival gate with a large luggage. There was a six-year-old boy with curly hair beside her.

The boy had black-framed glasses on his fair and cute face and he was holding a storybook in his hand.

She was like a fashion model walking on a runway with that fashionable coat on her. Her wavy hair and fiery red lips elevated her beauty. Wherever she went, heads turned. Increased attention to her style was nothing new to her. She held the boy's hand and walked further.

When she walked past a man, the man froze on the spot and turned around.

The man's attendant turned to where his boss was looking. "Fourth Master, sir, I think she's Jeanne Lawrence."

"She's back?"

"I heard Master Lawrence has fallen ill and she's back to see him for the last time," the attendant said.

"Oh really?" The man, known as Fourth Master, grinned subtly for a moment.

"Is that her... son?" the attendant muttered softly.

Fourth Master glared at his attendant. The attendant reverently looked away and followed his boss away. Meanwhile, Jeanne was walking toward a woman, who seemed to be searching for someone.

"Monica!"

Surprised, Monica turned around to find her best friend, looking great.

"Jeanne! You're finally back! I thought you were going to spend the rest of your life eating pizza and pasta!"

It had been many years since the two met but Monica's quips remained as sharp as ever.

Jeanne switched the topic and asked, "Who are you looking for just now?"

"Edward, Edward Swan. Did you see him? He just walked in your direction."

"I don't know the man," Jeanne said with a lack of interest.

"You don't? But you tried to get into his pants back then!"

It was just a joke when she was young.

his pants, your father might not

cut her friend off by

on, let's

it

your son?

This is George."

George. Look at me, I'm Peppa Pig. Snort, snort..." Monica even mimicked a pig's

as he took his glasses

awkward quickly and Monica's snorting

an introvert and it seemed like she

the look on George. She felt like the boy was looking at her

next moment, George spoke with his meek voice, "Hi, Peppa

call me godmother." Monica ruffled the boy's curly

mother

"Godmother."

get the best food to eat

luggage, she held George's hand and strode

furrowed brows as if he was trying to ask if

Jeanne sighed.

an IQ of 200, so everyone, to

car drove off from the

passenger seat and George quietly sat in the

airport was a little far from the

onto the freeway, Monica asked, "Your grandfather told you

he wants to meet

your stepmom's control now. Jenifer, was it? You better

a nod. There was a hint of menace

Jasmine, is going to marry Eden this month. They say an event of great joy can be auspicious and hasten the

"I heard."

friend. "Do you still... You know... think

"You're overreacting."

Jasmine, you're the one who should

relationship, then our relationship wasn't that strong in the first place." Jeanne was not

nodded. "Then, who's the father