Uncovering My Wife's Secrets

Chapter 342 Uncovering My Wife’s Secrets

Adam was extremely helpless. "Alright, I understand." Jared added, "You have to learn more from Mia and please your grandmother." "But she doesn't like me either!" Adam was troubled Jared was depressed again. "You're also her biological grandson. If you were a little more mature, would she not like you?" "Alright, alright, I understand. I'll please Grandma more in the future," Adam compromised. Only then did Jared's expression look slightly better. At night. Jared was lying on the bed with Michelle. Michelle's hand reached for Jared's heart. Jared placed one hand behind his head and held Michelle's hand with the other. He sighed and said, "Why do I feel a little uneasy today? I keep feeling like something is going to happen."

"Jared, it's just that you've been too tired recently. Mom is sick, and you have to go to the hospital and work. Adam is too immature as well, and Lianne has a bad temper. She's always the opposite of you. Jared, don't think about those troublesome things. Come, let's relax." As Michelle spoke, she leaned into Jared's arms and leaned against him. Needless to say, although she was 50 years old this year, her figure was extremely good. She might be old, but she was still attractive. She did not have the looseness of a fifty-year-old woman at all. Her figure was maintained like a young girl's, with a slender waist and long legs. Back then, it was also because of her long legs that Jared fell head over heels for her. Her foot rubbed against Jared's inner thigh. If it had been before, Jared would have already gotten up and pounced on her. Today, Jared felt uneasy. He had a feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Jared still didn't move. Michelle could only give up. She reached out to massage his temples like a flower and comforted him. "Jared, you've been too tired recently. Relax a little. Even if Annalise isn't dead, she might not have the ability to treat Preston. Didn't the doctor say back then that his brain was severely injured and he won't recover?" Jared sighed again and said, "The doctor also said that there's a very small probability that he might suddenly regain his memory." Michelle smiled and comforted Jared. "Jared, let's think this way. No matter what, you've been in charge of the Blake Corporation for so many years. Moreover, even if the old lady has 60% of the shares, you're her son. You're the first heir. As for granddaughters and grandsons, they're a generation apart."

be hot-headed and hand over the shares to Preston and Lianne," Jared said irritably. Michelle's eyes flashed as she said, "The old lady isn't a muddle-headed person. Lianne is a girl after all. She'll get married in the future. She has 9% of the shares in her hands now, which is already a lot. Once she gets married, the shares will be given to outsiders. As for Preston, if he didn't recover his memory, the old lady wouldn't dare to give him the shares. "Speaking of which, this is also Lianne's fault. The last time in the hospital, before the surgery, the old lady had already loosened up and

she won't think about making a will. Actually, it's still beneficial for us if there's no will. If the old lady suddenly dies one day and there's no will, everything under her name will be yours." Jared fell into deep thought. A cold light flashed in his eyes. The current situation really made him feel very uneasy. If he wanted to be completely at ease, either Preston would always be a fool, or the old lady would suddenly die. To live to this age, one would have no regrets anymore. There was no chance for Annalise.

he was more or less powerless. However, her charming voice made him feel that he was especially powerful. The next day. Jared slept until 11 o'clock in the morning. At his age, it was rare for him to sleep in. He was really tired last night. Michelle was

He said, "I'm going for a physical massage." "Alright," Michelle replied gently. She often squeezed him dry and was not worried that he would go out to look for little vixens. Furthermore, even if Jared went to find escorts, she would not mind. Her children had already grown up and were about to inherit the family business. She was really not afraid of those flirtatious sluts outside. Jared got into the car and instructed the driver, "Let's head to the Riversouth Club." "Okay, Mr. Blake." The driver immediately started the car. Less than ten minutes after the car left, the driver felt that something was wrong. Jared leaned against the car