Chapter 296

Everard's mom, that would make her his mother-in-law, wouldn't it?

The thought had barely crossed Cordelia's mind when she blurted out into her phone, "Hello, mother-in-law."

After she said it, Cordelia, for the first time ever, found her brain short-circuiting, as a series of question marks popped up in her mind: ???

What had she just said?

Staring with her wide, bewildered eyes, she found herself momentarily speechless. Turning her head, she caught Everard trying to suppress a laugh.

His usually sharp features softened with his smile, making his usually cold demeanor seem much warmer.

From the other end of the phone came a cheerful voice, "Hello there, my dear!"

Cordelia: ".......

The voice continued, "This is my personal number. If that boy of mine ever gives you trouble, you call me, and I'll fly over to set him straight!" Overwhelmed, Cordelia tried to respond calmly, "Oh, okay."

"By the way, Thanksgiving's coming up. Do you need anything? Or, should me and his dad come over for a visit?"

Cordelia: ???

"Are you in Greenmeadow, dear? How old are you this year?"

Cordelia: "Eighteen."

"What?!" The shock was evident in the woman's voice. "Hand the phone to Everard."

Confused, Cordelia passed the phone to Everard but stayed close enough to hear Mrs. Watkins scolding him, "You scoundrel, she's only eighteen, and you went after her?"

Everard: "

Cordelia:

"All right, all right. Since you've made your bed, your dad and I will come over and smooth things out. We'll come visit and arrange an engagement. Once she's of legal age, you two can marry!"

Everard: "That won't be necessary."

Watkins: "??? What do you mean? You're not planning to

she's not

founder of Fortuna Group had already been a lot for Lorna and Sanderson to

warmed up to me

the line before Mrs. Watkins burst into laughter, "Ah, I see! You haven't won her

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you've always been top-notch, but with that perpetual undertaker's face, who would fall for you? If

what maternal support sounds

finally spoke, "Hanging up

for Thanksgiving. When you've won her over, then you

Cordelia: ".

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Everard had said their Thanksgiving plans

suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for

by, and soon it was Thanksgiving

with warm smiles from Sanderson and Lorna. They appreciated that

"Uncle" just as before. Knowing his true status had initially made them

humble and respectfet

their fears

wasn't going home for the holiday,

dinner, Sanderson suddenly asked, "What

leisurely, "They're in

then asked, "Aren't they missing you

sighed, "They're even

high-ranking official and his spouse visiting a

makes sense, public servants have their hands full during

the female voice, but the news quickly moved on before she could dwell

up to watch the New Year's Eve gala, Everard entertained Cordelia with snacks while she studied her chemistry notes. "Little one, stop

I? It's not like your face is a textbook," Cordelia retorted,

is,"

him a more thorough look

all over my face that I

Cordelia: ".

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