Eleanor Ford also knew that John and Mary were Twinkle’s godparents, so she was relieved.
"Then bring Twinkle to my place tonight, I have ti to take him to the amusent park tomorrow."
"Mom, I’ve promised Twinkle to stay at his godparents’ for two days, and just this week, Mary’s little niece Betsy is there, so they can have a companion."
"Oh... I see! Then forget it."
Having passed this hurdle with his mother, Jason Hawthorne heaved a sigh of relief and was just about to hang up the phone when he heard his mother say, "Jason, since you’re free tonight, co ho for dinner! Mom has asked the kitchen to prepare your favorite..."
Jason Hawthorne helplessly interrupted his mother, "Mom, I have social engagents tonight."
Eleanor Ford couldn’t help but nag, "All you know is socializing every day! Your nephew is already married, and you’re still single! Your dad has ntioned several tis to about your marriage with Stella Jennings, how much longer do you intend to drag it out?"
Finally, the real topic was brought up.
Jason Hawthorne’s ears had grown calluses from hearing this, "Mom, didn’t I tell you two days ago that Stella Jennings and I have broken up? I won’t marry her."
His tone was firm and resolute.
Eleanor Ford still said, "It’s normal for couples to break up and make up. No matter what, Stella is still the most suitable choice for your wife!"
Jason Hawthorne frowned, "Mom, I already have soone in mind for marriage."
Eleanor Ford imdiately asked, "Who? Is it a young lady from so prominent family?"
Jason Hawthorne deliberately kept her in suspense, solemnly saying, "Mom, let’s keep it a secret until it’s confird. Rest assured, I’m always prudent in these matters and wouldn’t joke around."
Eleanor Ford knew her son’s character and naturally trusted him, but the current situation required extra caution.
Otherwise, one misstep can lead to a series of mistakes...
"Jason, you should listen to Mom’s advice. Marrying Stella is the best choice. As for others..."
Eleanor Ford wanted to continue persuading her son but was interrupted by Jason Hawthorne, "Mom, I don’t want to discuss this anymore. Stella Jennings is in the past for . I don’t want her to affect the relationship between us."
His words were sowhat harsh, leaving Eleanor Ford slightly stunned. It seed... it was the first ti her son had spoken to her so seriously...
Could it be that there’s really no possibility between him and Stella?
Laura Quincy returned ho and saw Justin Hawthorne sitting alone cross-legged on the sofa, and couldn’t help but feel a surge of heartache as she walked over, "Twinkle, did you have lunch?"
Justin Hawthorne nodded obediently, "Daddy ordered takeout for ."
Laura Quincy chided, "How can you eat takeout every day? Your daddy is really irresponsible! I’ll cook for you now."
Justin Hawthorne blinked his eyes adorably, "Sister, you’re the best!"
Laura Quincy felt a warm feeling in her heart, mixed with an indescribable heartache...
The next morning.
Laura Quincy agreed to et her colleague Little Kim at the high-speed train station entrance. She was squatting down to straighten Justin Hawthorne’s collar when she heard Little Kim’s signature loud voice, "Wow! Laura! When did you have such a big son?"
Laura Quincy helplessly stood up and turned around, "You’re overthinking."
Then she looked at Justin Hawthorne, "Twinkle, what do you call ?"
Justin Hawthorne obediently opened his mouth, "Sister."
Little Kim still couldn’t believe it, "Oh, co on! Nowadays, so many won in hidden marriages who get caught by colleagues outside will have their kids call them ’Sister’ or ’Auntie’ and the like. It’s not surprising at all!"
Laura Quincy’s face was full of black lines, though Twinkle was indeed her son, but...
"Don’t let your imagination run wild, okay? I’m not even married! How could I have a son?"
The last sentence was spoken with an evident lack of confidence.
But Little Kim didn’t notice and just kept staring intently at Laura Quincy and Justin Hawthorne. Convincing herself they weren’t mother and son was quite challenging...
"But the little handso boy looks a lot like you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Laura Quincy and Justin Hawthorne exchanged a glance. In fact, Laura had heard from her friend Nina that Twinkle resembled her in the eyebrows and eyes...
Initially, she dismissed it as her friend talking nonsense, but after discovering he’s her biological son, she had closely observed his features, and at certain tis, he did indeed resemble her...
She had to admit, blood relations are truly miraculous.
Laura Quincy covered her mouth and lightly coughed, "You’re forcefully pairing us as mother and son, of course, it seems like we look alike. Alright! Let’s go in before we miss the train and get into trouble!"
Little Kim saw that she didn’t want to say more and didn’t press on. Everyone indeed had their own privacy.
It was Justin Hawthorne’s first ti on a high-speed train, and he was very excited. Like a curious child, he kept asking questions here and there.
Every ti he called out "Sister" smoothly and without a hiccup, Little Kim, who was sitting next to them, couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: Could I really have guessed wrong?
If they were truly mother and son, there would certainly be slip-ups...
As they were nearing the station, Laura Quincy had to send a text to Jason Hawthorne: I’m on a business trip to Aethelburg today, and Twinkle ca with . You need to pick him up at the high-speed train station in half an hour. I have to go to the airport with a colleague to pick up a client. It’s inconvenient for .
Jason Hawthorne was in a eting when he saw the text ssage and quickly replied: Okay, I’ll have Mason Cross go to the high-speed train station to pick up Twinkle.
He sent another ssage afterward: Have dinner together tonight?
Laura Quincy decisively refused: No, I’m here for business.
Jason Hawthorne felt a pang in his heart; Laura still wouldn’t forgive him...
"President Hawthorne, what do you think about the land planning sche for S-City?"
The vice president’s words interrupted his thoughts, and he glanced over, "Hmm, proceed as planned."
Then, he pulled out a note, scribbled a line, and handed it to Mason Cross standing behind him, giving him a look that only he understood.
Mason Cross has followed the BOSS for more than ten years, not only as a close assistant at work but also as a supportive hand in his life.
The BOSS never hides anything from him, making it easier for him to handle matters.
After he left the eting room, many people began to speculate about what he was doing, rarely did the president leave during a eting for Assistant Cross to handle matters...
Writing the note clearly ant he didn’t want anyone to know.
Jasper Hawthorne was secretly puzzled: Could Third Uncle be up to sothing again?
Stella Jennings has been actively responding to her prospective mother-in-law Eleanor Ford’s encouragent these days, striving to beco more womanly. She even enrolled in a dance training class focused on female posture.
As a result, she hasn’t gone to the office for several days; anything that ca up was discussed over the phone, and she would try to gauge the secretary’s tone, inquiring if the president had sought her out...
Only to receive disappointing answers.
This made her even less interested in going to work. Auntie Ford was right; successful n like Jason Hawthorne definitely wouldn’t like strong-willed won.
He must like gentle, thoughtful won...
Suddenly, the phone rang, and she glanced at the caller ID; it was a private investigator she had previously hired to look into Laura Quincy.
"Hello."
"Miss Jennings, according to reliable information, Laura Quincy returned to Aethelburg today, accompanied by her colleague and a boy about five years old."
"A five-year-old boy?"
"Yes, our people were far away, only saw a rough scene."
"Did you get a photo?"
"We don’t have a clear photo of the boy’s front face."
"Not even a clear photo of the front? Your work efficiency is too low!" Stella Jennings couldn’t help but get angry.
The other party chuckled apologetically, "Miss Jennings, we are doing covert surveillance, children are unpredictable and it’s beyond our control."
Stella Jennings knew scolding wouldn’t help, took a deep breath, "Did you find out who Laura Quincy has been interacting with these days? Like, who are the boy’s family mbers? Why is he with Laura Quincy?"
The other party shook their head, "We aren’t certain; our people just found Laura Quincy’s residence and the company she works for."
Stella Jennings was extrely frustrated, "Your work efficiency is really disappointing!"
She couldn’t help thinking of Justin Hawthorne; isn’t he five and a half this year? It matches the term ’five-year-old boy’...
Could it really be him?
Then she added quickly, "Make sure to get a clear shot of the boy’s front and send it to imdiately!"
The other party responded, "We will do our utmost to capture the photos Miss Jennings requires."
After hanging up, Stella Jennings couldn’t calm down; she urgently wanted to know who the little boy beside Laura Quincy was.
If it’s really Justin Hawthorne...
How could it be possible?
Although Justin Hawthorne looked cute and sweet, he was very arrogant at heart, no matter how she tried to please him, she couldn’t win his favor; he always showed a distant deanor around her, akin to a ’keep away’ sign...
How could such a proud, cold little boy be with Laura Quincy? What ability does she have to win Justin Hawthorne’s favor?
High-speed train station.
After sleeping for an hour and a half on the train, Justin Hawthorne was now refreshed, "Sister, did you call Daddy? Is he coming to pick us up?"
Little Kim exclaid with her imaginative mind, "Oh my! Laura Quincy, are you and the little prince siblings, not mother and son?"
Laura Quincy broke into a cold sweat instantly, encountering such an entertaining colleague was exasperating...
Justin Hawthorne blinked his big eyes, saying nothing.
Less said, less mistakes, especially in front of strangers, overly exposing oneself is bad.
This was what Daddy taught him.
Little Kim noticed Laura didn’t refute, further confirming her guess, becoming more excited.
Laura Quincy was too lazy to explain, simply letting her imagine.
Mason Cross arrived at the station very punctually, and through connections, directly reached inside to find Laura Quincy and Justin Hawthorne, choosing his words tactfully upon seeing a colleague with Laura.
"Miss Quincy, thank you for your hard work, call anyti if you need anything."
"Mm, I understand."
Facing Little Kim, Laura Quincy remained politely reserved, speaking no extra words.
Justin Hawthorne said reluctantly: "Sister, can Twinkle co find you tonight?"
Laura Quincy affectionately touched his fair little cheek, "Sister has a eting tonight, how about tomorrow?"
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