Chapter 39 Would You Like to Consider My Mother?

“Old Master Duncan, I don’t think this has got anything to do with Miss Price.” The housekeeper frowned uncomfortably.

“Why? How are you sure that she has got nothing to do with it?” Scott knitted his brows.

“Miss Price was in Young Master’s room when Little Master got into an accident. When the maids rushed into the room, she saw the two of them on the bed together.” The housekeeper tried his best to explain the situation without feeling embarrassed.

Scott was furious to hear this, and he slammed his palm against the rosewood table. “How shameless,” he hissed coldly. He had never liked Britney; even if he were to disregard her other flaws, just the number of scandals and gossip that she had been involved in throughout the years gave him enough reason to dislike her. Furthermore, he had run a background check on Britney when Alexander first brought her home six years ago—he found out that she had been a waitress serving alcohol in a club before she managed to squeeze her way up to the top of the entertainment industry. She couldn’t have managed to achieve so much if she was simply given some opportunities in the field; she must have been greedy enough to work her way up there.

“Should I continue looking into this matter, Old Master Duncan?” the housekeeper asked. Scott took a long, deep breath as he gazed at the housekeeper thoughtfully. “No. There’s something else I need you to do.”

 

That night, Tina wouldn’t stop talking on the way home after Courtney picked her up from the hospital. Courtney was getting a headache from all the noise. “Mr. Alexander is handsome, rich and funny. You’ve got yourself a keeper this time, Mommy!”

“Shut up.” Courtney pulled her house keys out to open the door as she rolled her eyes at her daughter. She dragged Tina into the house and took her shoes off as she continued to disagree with Tina’s statement. “He’s decent-looking, but he isn’t stunningly handsome, right? He’s not as handsome as Shay, is he?”

 

Tina frowned and widened her eyes upon hearing her mother’s words. “Of course not. Shay is a superstar; he’s the most handsome man in the world. I’m going to marry him.”

grinned sneakily before she corrected her daughter. “Shay’s your uncle; you won’t be able to get married

that he’ll wait for

lying to you. How could you believe that?”

He belongs to

sure—you can have him.” Courtney wasn’t in the mood to argue about this; she simply wanted to use Shay as a distraction so that Tina would stop talking about Alexander. “By the way, Shay called me two days ago and mentioned that he’ll be returning to the country to host a concert soon. Do you want to go

excitedly! “Shay is

back soon. You should behave yourself if you want to go to his concert.” Courtney lowered herself and patted Tina on the shoulder as she spoke in a threatening voice. “If you continue to daydream about any nonsense, I’m not going to bring you to the

can’t do that!” Tina shouted as if Courtney was

sleep.” Once Courtney employed Shay—her ultimate weapon against Tina—the young girl was as obedient as a soldier in the army. She went to

good the next day, and Courtney went to the market to purchase some ingredients early in the morning. She cooked a full meal and packed it up before heading to the hospital with Tina. After some contemplation, she decided to bring the amended draft of

be boring for Jordan to drink the same snakehead fish soup every day, so I made something different instead. This soup is pretty good for his recovery too.” Courtney took off the lid on the thermos that she had brought over, and the delicious smell of the soup spread across the entire room. She passed a bowl of soup to Tina before she brought another bowl over and

was eating a packet of rice in a corner, but he stole glances at the soup in the thermos every now and then. Has Courtney forgotten about me? Did she not prepare any soup for me in the first place? She doesn’t look like she’s about to offer me a bowl. I can’t just shamelessly walk over

he had no option but to accept the offer since the spoon was already in front of his face. A series of mixed emotions surfaced in his gaze the moment he took a sip of the

look in her eyes. “Yeah.” He nodded faintly. Tina then shouted across the room for her mother. “Mommy, Mr. Alexander said that the soup tastes good! Hurry up and get him a bowl

then. He’s an adult; doesn’t he have hands? Why does

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