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."

What do you mean? You're not planning to take

just that she's not quite ready for me to

Fortuna Group had already been a lot for Lorna and Sanderson to take in. If his parents actually showed up, wouldn't that

she hasn't warmed up to

burst into laughter, "Ah, I see!

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"

undertaker's face, who would fall for you? If I were her,

maternal

finally spoke, "Hanging

Mrs. Watkins say, "Then don't bother coming home for Thanksgiving. When you've won her over,

Cordelia: ".

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Thanksgiving plans were still up in the

pang of sympathy for

and soon it was

was met with warm smiles from Sanderson and Lorna. They appreciated that despite

just as before. Knowing his true status

humble and respectfet

their fears

for the holiday, they invited

asked,

leisurely, "They're

asked, "Aren't they missing you

"They're even busier during

about a high-ranking official and his spouse

servants have their hands full during the holidays," Sanderson remarked upon seeing the

with the female voice, but the news quickly moved on before

Cordelia with snacks while she studied her chemistry notes. "Little

should I? It's not like your face is

is,"

thorough look but

"It's written all over

Cordelia: ".

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