Sylvia Joyce’s attitude indeed took Julian Thorne by surprise.
He hadn’t thought his mother would so easily accept this matter.
"You... have no objection to this?"
Sylvia Joyce leisurely sipped her morning tea.
"Why would I object?"
"To be honest, when Matron Turner told yesterday that you did sothing foolish and got another man’s wife pregnant, I didn’t quite believe it."
"As your mother, don’t I know what kind of person you are?"
"In these ten years, you’ve been entirely focused on the whole Thorne Group and Stella."
"You’ve had no thoughts towards personal feelings and marriage, and when I asked you to give a grandchild, how long did you put it off?"
"If it weren’t for nearly losing your life two years ago, you wouldn’t have left sperm as a backup either."
"You should know, I dream every day of you getting married and having children quickly."
Julian Thorne interrupted slowly, "Right."
"So, you took it upon yourself to go to the hospital to create a child for ."
"And even drugged your own son!"
"First Bianca Joyce, then that maid."
"You used thods on your own son just to beco a grandma!"
Speaking to this point, Julian Thorne gritted his teeth.
This matter has been weighing on his mind for a long ti.
She was his own mother!
It’s one thing for outsiders to sche against him, but she sched worse than them.
Though Bianca Joyce and he weren’t blood-related, they grew up together, and to him, she was family.
That maid was even more absurd; if anyone could climb into his bed, how many maids at Crestfall Villa and the Thorne Family would have such thoughts in the future?
Julian Thorne would end up being like a piece of at on a chopping board, and everyone would want to pounce on him for a bite?
Moreover, Julian Thorne was a man with extre cleanliness in emotions and body.
To casually touch a woman, how was he any different from a beast?
Yet his own mother simply viewed him as a tool for spreading seed.
As for who the target was, it seed she didn’t care.
Julian Thorne bit his teeth harder, hating this matter.
Sylvia Joyce saw Julian Thorne’s expression and smiled awkwardly.
"Can’t you just let this matter be in the past?"
"Besides, you weren’t caught in the trap... ahem, I’ve got to say, your perseverance indeed matches your father’s back then."
Seeing Julian Thorne remain unmoved even when ntioning his father and not forgiving her past actions, Sylvia Joyce quickly said, "If I were a petty mother, would Miss Sinclair easily pass through the Thorne Family?"
Julian Thorne snorted, "Then do I have to thank you?"
Sylvia Joyce waved her hand generously, "No need to thank ."
"If soone else were pregnant with your child, I’d at most allow her to give birth."
"It would be enough to leave a child for the Thorne Family."
"But I see you have feelings for this Miss Sinclair... Julian, be honest with your mom, have you fallen for her?"
Julian Thorne didn’t deny it.
But he only said, "The Thorne Family will not have illegitimate children."
Sylvia Joyce saw his attitude and joyfully clapped her hands, "Exactly!"
"Then what are you waiting for? Since Miss Sinclair is already divorced, hurry and marry her!"
"Otherwise, why wait until the child’s full month celebration and wedding are held together?"
"Quick, quick, this matter must be dealt with promptly, or how can she wear a wedding dress when she’s big with child?"
Seeing his excited mother, Julian Thorne clenched his fist and lightly coughed.
This matter, he hadn’t expected her attitude to be so positive.
It was truly beyond his expectations.
"Why... she’s allowed, but others aren’t?"
He asked why others were only allowed to give birth to a child, whereas Vivian Sinclair was allowed to marry him in his mother’s view?
Julian Thorne had thought his mother would be the trouble between him and Vivian Sinclair.
He never expected her to fully support them.
Such a reversal did indeed leave him pleasantly surprised.
Sylvia Joyce smiled, "Because mom knows you love her."
"Julian, mom is very glad you’ve found soone you can love."
"No matter who she is, mom is willing to help you clear the obstacles."
"In life, there needs to be emotions, and there should be companionship."
"I know that you won’t be lonely anymore."
"What reason do I have to oppose and sabotage?"
Facing such a gentle mother, Julian Thorne almost nervously stood up with a ’thud’.
Ten years, a whole ten years.
Since her husband’s passing, Sylvia Joyce had grown distant from her son and this ho.
Now, because of Vivian Sinclair, she seed sowhat like before, like how a normal mother treats her son.
Besides shock, Julian Thorne felt a bit uncomfortable adjusting.
He hastily threw out the sentence, "I will propose to Miss Sinclair tomorrow."
"Please don’t disrupt my plans and arrangents."
After saying this, Julian Thorne turned and strode out of the dining room.
Watching Julian Thorne’s figure disappear, Sylvia Joyce held her warm tea with tears and took another sip.
It’s wonderful.
How many years has it been since she had such a heart-to-heart with her son?
How many years has it been since seeing Julian so cautiously yet nervously in front of her like today?
Her attitude just now must have startled him, right?
Ah, everything she said was the truth.
Her only wish has always been for Julian to live like a normal person, that’s all.
Now it’s better, we have Miss Sinclair at ho.
She’s the Miss Sinclair I felt quite a connection with when we first t.
As for her being remarried... so what?
As long as Julian likes her, I’ll accept a third or fourth marriage too.
If it provokes gossip, we can simply make the Grant Family vanish from the earth so no one will rember who Miss Sinclair’s first marriage was with, right?
Sylvia Joyce was still sipping her morning tea in delight, while Matron Turner, seeing Julian Thorne walk away, nervously returned.
"Madam, no matter what Julian said to you, don’t be angry."
"Please don’t let this Miss Sinclair ruin the relationship between you and your son."
"Julian’s just too soft-hearted."
"Isn’t it just because Miss Sinclair is carrying his child?"
"How many won can’t carry Julian’s child?"
"Does she think she can increase her status just because of the child?"
"You’ll definitely handle this well, but please be mindful of the approach, and don’t quarrel over Miss Sinclair again this ti..."
Sylvia Joyce interrupted Matron Turner’s chatter.
"Who said I quarreled with Julian?"
"Matron Turner, you’ve been in this family for long, you watched Julian grow up firsthand, don’t you know his temperant?"
"With people he doesn’t like, when I’ve set him up so much last ti, would he let them near him?"
"He’d rather turn against than take a woman."
"Now that soone finally ca along, I’m relieved and can’t wait. Why would I oppose him?"
"Moreover, if Miss Sinclair is as bad as you say, can’t Julian discern it himself? Would he keep such a calculating woman by his side so foolishly?"
"You, don’t stir up trouble out of idleness as you age."
"Don’t ruin the little affection there is between Julian and ."
"Alright, I’ll pretend I never heard all these things you were saying in my ear. But from now on, I don’t want to hear you speak a word against Miss Sinclair."
"If I find you’ve crossed the line again, then you’ll go retire in a care ho!"
After Sylvia Joyce finished, she gracefully stood up and slowly exited the dining room.
"Felix, tidy up my bedroom."
"Starting today, I’ll officially move back in."
"Oh, by the way, in matters concerning Miss Sinclair, you must be more attentive than to or Mr. Thorne, understood?"
Listening to the footsteps fading outside, Matron Turner finally plopped onto the ground.
She didn’t understand, why is it like this?
"Isn’t she supposed to deal with Vivian Sinclair upon returning?"
"She got pregnant with Julian’s child while still married!"
"Does she not care about ruining the Thorne Family reputation with such a thing?"
"Crazy, they must be crazy..."
And now she was going to be sent to a care ho?
She’s spent half her life at the Thorne Family, and now they’re going to send her away?
Why?
She’s long treated this place as her ho; she wouldn’t leave Crestfall Villa even if she died!
Matron Turner bitterly dug her nails into her palms, showing her resentnt.
"Vivian Sinclair, it’s all your fault..."
"Good, now everyone is bewitched by you, right?"
"You damned vixen! Wait till he returns, we’ll see how arrogant you still are!"
"The Thorne Family’s reputation won’t be ruined by you, a remarried bad woman!"
"We’ll see!"
Vivian Sinclair eased her digestion before planning to head out.
Because she had arranged to et Helen Sinclair today and they were going to the orphanage together, she returned to her room to freshen up, and then asked Felix to arrange a car.
Felix suggested, "Sir hasn’t left yet, would you like him to give you a lift?"
"It’s snowing today, roads are icy and slippery. Only Louie’s driving skills are the best."
"You go out with sir, and he’ll be at ease."
Vivian Sinclair thought for a mont and didn’t refuse.
So, when she was fully dressed and ca downstairs, Julian Thorne was already waiting in the car.
Once she got in, the temperature in the car was perfectly adjusted, and Vivian Sinclair felt comfortable.
After fastening her seatbelt, Louie started the car.
Julian Thorne finished looking at the docunt in hand before casually asking her, "What are you going to do in the city today?"
Vivian Sinclair: "eting soone."
"And there’s sothing important to do."
Speaking of which, Vivian Sinclair also rembered she had sothing she wanted Julian Thorne’s help with, so she hurriedly said, "Mr. Thorne, do you have a hacker team?"
"Can you help investigate sothing?"
Without looking up, Julian Thorne continued flipping through the docunts and said, "Call by na."
Vivian Sinclair: ...
Seeking help, she had no choice but to comply: "Julian Thorne."
Julian Thorne then curled his lips slightly, "Okay, Miss Sinclair, please go ahead."
Inwardly, Vivian Sinclair sneered.
He made her call him by na, but he still called her ’Miss Sinclair,’ wasn’t that double standard?
Forget it, she was too lazy to argue with him at this mont.
Vivian Sinclair then explained the matter she wanted him to help with.
Julian Thorne: "Give your email userna and password."
"I’ll get back to you within two days at the latest."
Vivian Sinclair’s eyes lit up, "Alright."
Julian Thorne suddenly leaned over, supporting one hand on the seat back, half his body moving closer.
Staring into Vivian Sinclair’s eyes, he asked, "So, Miss Sinclair, is braving the wind and snow today planning to secretly et soone behind my back?"
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