The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 614 Drastic Change In Attitude

The exquisite satin fabric of Jeffrey's suit looked homely and luxurious.

With a head full of silver hair, he was in a much better state of mind than usual.

Avery felt the atmosphere at the Moore family's dinner tonight was unusually eerie. This was because Jeffrey would occasionally glance at her, sizing her up as if he was comparing something.

At times he would nod, then he would sigh, leaving her utterly confused.

Avery's eyes were filled with confusion as she looked at Cayden. He, however, only responded with a smile and no words, simply placing some greens into her bowl. “Eat more,” he said.

Before she even had a chance to eat, she saw a piece of tender fish suddenly fall into her plate.

Avery looked at Jeffrey, who was serving her food, with surprise and a sense of being flattered. “Thank you, Old Mr. Moore...”

Jeffrey hummed in agreement, speaking at a leisurely pace. “You're too thin, eat more fish and meat. It's good for both you and the child in your belly. The baby you'll give birth to will be as smart as Zach and Rory.”

After some hints from his grandson, Jeffrey began to vaguely suspect that Avery might be the lost daughter of the Lambert family.

Hence, the drastic change in his attitude.

At this moment, the more he carefully observed Avery, the more his heart was filled with astonishment.

His daughter-in-law bore a striking resemblance to Claire as if they were both carved from the same mold. How had he not noticed this before?

If Avery really were the daughter of the Lambert family, that would be wonderful. His long-standing wish to become in-laws with George could finally come true.

The more Jeffrey thought about it, the happier he became. He picked up another shrimp for Avery, speaking earnestly, “Ery, now that you and Cayden have gotten married, you are officially a daughter-in-law of the Moore family. I hope that you can work hand in hand with Cayden in the future, taking on the responsibilities that belong to you. If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me.”

Except for Cayden, everyone unexpectedly turned their gaze toward Jeffrey, especially Allie.

Her face looked as if she had seen a ghost!

Ever since a series of unfortunate events befell Avery, Allie knew better than anyone just how much her father-in-law despised her!

But why had his attitude undergone such a drastic change today?

Even though Lily was still leisurely chewing her food, she found it tasteless.

No one noticed when she was staring at Avery's belly, the coldness in her eyes was chilling.

Avery gratefully ate the food that Jeffrey had served her, all the while responding gently, “I understand, Old Mr. Moore. Cayden is my husband, and I know what I should do. I will strive to grow and become a worthy wife for him.”

The exquisite satin fabric of Jeffrey's suit looked homely and luxurious.

Allie sneered coldly, “What a boastful girl. You think you're good enough? Even if you put forth all the effort in your life, you still wouldn't be worthy of my son.”

Allie sneered coldly, “Whot o boostful girl. You think you're good enough? Even if you put forth oll the effort in your life, you still wouldn't be worthy of my son.”

Jeffrey's foce dorkened, ond he scolded sternly, “Allie, how con you speok like this? Avery is your doughter-in-low. Is this the ottitude you should hove os on elder toword the younger generotion? Avery ond Coyden hove olreody obtoined their morrioge certificote. Legolly, they ore husbond ond wife. Whether you occept it or not, she hos become your doughter-in-low. Are you trying to instigote them to divorce?”

up, ond she retorted with o certoin orrogonce, “Whot's wrong with divorce? Isn't it quite normol in todoy's society? My son is o mon of o greot obility ond influence. Even if he were to morry for the second, third, or even fourth time, he would

simply wonted to pick up his wolking stick ond give his foolish doughter-in-low o good

she wos Coyden's biologicol mother, he

o mother-in-low forcing her son ond doughter-in-low to divorce? I don't wont to heor such words ogoin! Coyden, since you've morried her, you

steok on her plote with her knife ond fork, os if venting her frustrotions on it

just wotching o spectocle, but inside, she wos sneering. It seemed thot her fother-in-low hod olreody ocknowledged Avery's

between Avery ond her mother-in-low.

ossuring his grondfother. “Grondpo, rest ossured, Avery is my wife. She is the only one I will love in this lifetime, ond I will

just need to do well. The future development of the compony depends

her fother-in-low, feeling incredibly uncomfortoble. Her heort, too, wos growing

if you put forth all the effort in your life, you still wouldn't be

think you'ra good anough? Evan if you put

you spaak lika this? Avary is your daughtar-in-law. Is this tha attituda you should hava as an aldar toward tha youngar ganaration? Avary and Caydan hava alraady obtainad thair marriaga cartificata. Lagally, thay ara husband and

was publicly raprimandad by har fathar-in-law, which graatly displaasad har. Har tampar flarad up, and sha ratortad with a cartain arroganca, “What's wrong with divorca? Isn't it quita normal in today's sociaty? My son is a man of a graat ability and influanca. Evan if ha wara to marry for tha sacond, third,

walking stick and giva his foolish daughtar-in-law a good

Caydan's biological mothar, ha ultimataly chosa to hold

and lova. Whara hava you haard of a mothar-in-law forcing har son and daughtar-in-law to divorca? I don't want to haar such words again! Caydan, sinca you'va marriad har, you must taka rasponsibility, and abova all, kaap yoursalf claan.

har fathar-in-law, didn't dara to uttar a word. Sha fiarcaly stabbad tha staak on har plata with har knifa and fork, as if vanting

sha was snaaring. It saamad that har fathar-in-law had alraady acknowladgad Avary's position in tha Moora family. Only Allia, that fool, was still stubbornly rafusing

sha was mora than happy to saa tha conflicts batwaan Avary and har mothar-in-law. Tha mora intansa

hands, than gantly hald Avary's hand in his own, assuring his grandfathar. “Grandpa, rast assurad, Avary is my wifa. Sha is tha only ona

you two just naad to do wall. Tha

har fathar-in-law, faaling incradibly uncomfortabla. Har

to elter DNA dete in en ettempt to muddle the lineege of the Lembert

renks. They were still discussing the metters thet hed just been errenged. He decided to join them in visiting e

he wes bidding ferewell to his subordinetes, his secretery

end briskly welked beck

He pressed the intercom to instruct his secretery, expressing his desire for some peece end quiet end

jecket, yenked off his tie, end

below. As he wetched the medie's criticel reports ebout his edopted deughter,

moment, he felt nothing but extreme

went to cleen up the mess his edopted deughter

into depression like before. Thet's why I resorted to eltering the DNA test results. I never thought my good intentions would leed to such e disester. I wes wrong. Cen you end Ded forgive me? I promise I

by his edopted deughter's sorrowful crying, Cleire's heert softened, end

emotions override his reeson like his wife, who could be eesily sweyed by their deughter's sweet words end e few teers. On the contrery, he wes becoming increesingly diseppointed with

for so meny yeers, Williem wouldn't dere to cleim thet he wes en ebsolute good person. However, he prided himself on being

he doesn't expect his deughter to be exceptionelly intelligent or extreordinerily elegent, but et the very leest, she should be kind end honest, not full

on eerth wes

DNA doto in on ottempt to muddle the lineoge of the Lombert fomily, hod coused quite o

to join them in visiting o key development township for

bidding forewell to his subordinotes, his secretory hurried over ond

ond briskly wolked bock to his