Chapter 72 Boss’s Woman

David remembered the gift Evelyn had prepared and quickly took it out. “The old master, the Madam also prepared a gift for you. She wasn’t feeling well, so she had to leave first.”

Old Mr. Wilson snorted, clearly unwilling to accept it.

David could only hand it to Old Mrs. Wilson.

“What good stuff did you get?” an elderly man with a white beard walked over and teasingly said, “Is it prepared by your granddaughter–in–law? Hurry up and show me.”

This man was Warren Evans, a friend of Old Mr. Wilson.

Warren Evans’s grandson had just given birth to his great–grandson, and whenever he saw Old Mr. Wilson, he couldn’t resist the urge to come over and mock him.

Old Mr. Wilson glanced at the gift box prepared by Evelyn, his expression growing even darker.

“What good thing could that woman possibly bring?” he thought.

In an abrupt move, he snatched the box and handed it to Warren Evans, saying, “If you like it, it’s yours now.”

“Really?” Warren Evans said, weighing the box in his hands.

Mrs. Wilson and Ava didn’t look happy, especially Mrs. Wilson. Even though she didn’t like. Evelyn, she didn’t think it was appropriate to give it to someone else. However, Warren Evans was one to enjoy a good spectacle. He reached out to open the box.

“Grandpa, happy birthday!” Angela seized the opportunity to approach.

She held a scroll in her hands and confidently unfolded it, revealing a elaborate oil painting.

Old Mr. Wilson was immediately captivated by the majestic scene depicted in the painting. He saw the signature and exclaimed, “This is “Battle of Landscape‘ by the renowned oil painting. master Wyatt.”

and obtaining one of his paintings was a considerable feat. “Battle of Landscape, despite being an early work, was not something

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Boss’s

had truly spared no expense

away the gloom, saying, “Angela, I appreciate your

expressions of astonishment and envy

herself in The Wilson family, she would

satisfied.

Evans added with a touch of sarcasm, “No wonder you gave me this gift; It turns

shifted to Evelyn’s gift, and she smiled, saying, “Mr. Evans, perhaps Grandpa has. reserved the best for you? Why not open

it’s unnecessary.”

at the gift box. “I also want to see what she could

aware of Old Mr. Wilson’s dislike for Evelyn, gathered

around.

this time; that woman will be stepped

hasn’t seen the world, what good thing could she possibly

all wait for the spectacle. That woman is about to make a name

Wilson family again.”

the crowd, and sensing Old Mr. Wilson’s firm stance, finally chose to compromise.

contents began to reveal themselves, he

removed, Warren Evans was left

seemingly a piece of

who didn’t understand its value sneered lightly, but Old Mr. Wilson’s

regret filling his

become so generous? Giving me such a good thing,” Warren

remarked.

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