Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 440: I’m not bad-looking, why didn’t you fancy me?

So impressive?

Daisy clicked her tongue softly.

No wonder it’s so grand, they’ve invited the entire Shelton family over.

With ten minutes left, Daisy had nothing to do, so she sat on a dining chair, chatting idly with Christopher while snacking on sunflower seeds.

Christopher used to be a special forces soldier, a serious type. Daisy would speak ten sentences, and he’d only reply once, if at all. After seven or eight minutes, footsteps and Elder Shelton’s voice were heard from outside the door.

The esteemed guest must have arrived.

Daisy swept the sunflower seed shells into the trash, sat up straight, and put on a flawless professional smile; Christopher, sitting next to her, was astonished by her quick transformation—it was as though he had never seen someone change expressions faster than flipping a book.

It wasn’t until Elder Shelton reached the doorway that Christopher got up to greet him.

"...Young Mr. Stephens is a talented youth with a promising future."

Elder Shelton’s voice came from the door as Daisy looked up, seeing Elder Shelton in a Tang suit with a cane and a well-dressed man standing beside him.

Upon hearing the words "Young Mr. Stephens," Daisy had a sense of foreboding, but seeing Edward Stephens in person still shocked her, making her stand up involuntarily.

It was Daisy’s first time seeing Elder Shelton so amiable. Dignified as a senior, he walked in with Christopher, introducing Edward: "This is my granddaughter-in-law, Daisy, she’s in the film industry. If Young Mr. Stephens has any advertising collaborations, feel free to contact her."

Edward responded coolly, looking up at Daisy, who seemed a bit stunned and dazed, with a cold gaze and a voice just as indifferent: "We’ve already met."

Elder Shelton laughed heartily, unfazed, inviting Edward to sit down, then said to Daisy, "Daisy, aren’t you going to offer a toast to Young Mr. Stephens? If it weren’t for his magnanimity, your company’s artist would still be in the detention center!"

Elder Shelton invited Edward Stephens as well, recalling their last unpleasant meeting

her a look, his aura was exceptionally cold, impeccably dressed, and under the lights, his exquisite features appeared as pristine and unyielding as unmelted ice and snow, intimidating those who gazed

somewhat afraid

she feared nothing, using any means to achieve her goals. But four years later, she had little

presence would shatter her current peaceful

red wine for Edward, and another for herself. She cleared her throat lightly, "Mr. Stephens, thank you for being lenient. I, Daisy, toast this to

Daisy braced herself and drank the wine in one gulp, finally sighing

the Banyan City underwater tunnel with Edward. Daisy kept her head down, hastily texting

"Where are you?!"

at the entrance! Little Erin and I

thought Erin resembled her more, Edward was sitting right here;

Bringing a three-year-old to a

wronged. Is your three-year-old an ordinary child?

earnestly, "There’s a distinguished

could finish typing, Elder Shelton’s voice came through, "James, why are you standing at the door? Come in

door open by

!!!!

this the entrance to

his gaze landing

face was smeared

small, rosy cheeks were a patchwork of colors, his clothes similarly

Erin, heart pounding, while James awkwardly lingered at the door. Noticing the strangers in the room, he seemed a bit

introduced with a smile, "This is my grandson,

no interest in James or Erin, "Let’s continue discussing the

Shelton was naturally not offended by Edward’s