Forbidden Passion

Chapter 295 Forcing Me to Let Him Return to the Family

Brandon glanced at Marlowe. Marlowe, one year older than Taylor, had fine lines at the corners of his eyes. Despite his age, he still had a charm about him. "What has Bishop been busy with lately?" Brandon asked.

Marlowe smiled. "What else could he be busy with? It's all about the hotel matters. What's the matter? Does he get into trouble outside?"

"No," Brandon held her hand, his tone gentle, "Give him a call and ask him to come back. I haven't seen him in a long time."

Without hesitation, Marlowe got up to call Bishop. After hanging up, she turned to Brandon and said, "He's already on his way back. Do you want something to eat? If you don't like pasta, cookies are fine. I will make ginger cookies that you like."

Brandon found it hard to refuse and nodded. Marlowe happily went to the kitchen to make cookies. While the cookies were baking, he finished the cooled pasta. Soon, the very fragrant ginger cookies were placed on the table. Brandon had just sat down and had a few bites when he heard the sound of the door opening. Following that, a tall figure strode into the room. As Bishop changed his shoes at the door, he caught the scent of baking cookies.

"Mom, how do you know I was craving cookies? I'm starving," Bishop said.

As soon as Bishop entered, he saw Brandon sitting at the table eating cookies. His expression immediately darkened, and he frowned. "What are you doing here?"

"Bishop, be polite to your father. Are you hungry? I'll make some cookies for you. Your dad has been waiting for you for a long time." Marlowe walked over, took the backpack from Bishop's hand, placed it on the sofa, and then guided Bishop into the dining room.

Reluctantly, Bishop was pushed into the dining room by Marlowe. A man in his thirties was always a rebellious child in front of his father.

pulled out a chair and sat down, sarcastically saying, "Do you even have a home? Why are you here? You're not welcome here." Brandon had another cookie, chewing while looking

sounding

to this son, Brandon wanted to indulge Bishop, but Bishop's tone ignited his anger. He furrowed his brow and placed the fork on the

She quickly came out and scolded her son, "Bishop, show some respect when talking to your

our house. Even if we meet on the street, he pretends not to know me. He's not my father," Bishop complained with

no difficulties. He can't bear to leave that family of his." Bishop pointed at Brandon's nose. "You, leave. Get out of our house right now and never come back. I don't need

with a stern face, "Brandon, I'm sorry. Don't be angry with Bishop. He's not

Brandon, Bishop became especially angry. He grabbed his mother and said, "Are you naturally so

up." Marlowe glared fiercely at her son. "Your father rarely visits. I won't allow

"Bishop, do you allow your men to target Phoebe? Do you deliberately appear in front of Theodore to let them know of your existence?" Bishop was taken

"Don't play dumb in front of me. With your hotel closed for renovation, you must

Phoebe is. Isn't she the wife of your

to conceal his sinister thoughts. He knew the illicit dealings at the

this sideline to uncover scandals of those big shots and

an

was up to him to decide if the

hearing that Mr. Tompson was interested in Phoebe, he immediately wanted to see how Theodore would react to his wife's being violated and how ugly Theodore's expression would

willpower, resisting the effects of the drug, maintaining her clarity, and