"According to the current situation, that seems about right."
Jason Hawthorne didn’t say anything further, his hands clasped, a gleam of interest flickering in his deep black eyes. He had thought his nephew would be different from the rest, but in the end, he couldn’t escape temptation.
Oh well! Let’s see who laughs last!
"Next Friday evening is the company’s 60th-anniversary gala. Rember to report the plan to the Old Master, and also inform the eldest and second brother."
Mason Cross nodded in understanding, "I understand, sir."
After a pause, "And young master Jasper?"
Jason Hawthorne’s eyes flashed with a hint of brightness. "How could such a grand event be complete without my brother’s precious son? I think he will certainly invite the third daughter of the Jennings Family as his date that night."
Mason Cross caught on quickly, "So, will you invite Miss Quincy as your date, BOSS?"
Jason Hawthorne gave him a sidelong glance, as if saying "Mind your own business."
Mason Cross imdiately fell silent.
Just as she got ho that evening, Laura Quincy received a call from her father. She hesitated for two seconds but answered, "What’s up?"
"Laura, tomorrow is your birthday. Co ho for dinner! Dad knows he was wrong before. No matter what, we’re still father and daughter, a family, and family should keep in touch more often..."
Victor Turner, full of fatherly love, said a whole bunch of things, mainly wanting to repair the father-daughter relationship with Laura Quincy.
Laura felt a bit dazed; she didn’t believe these were her father’s genuine feelings. Perhaps her stepmother and stepsister were behind it.
"Dad, I’ve been busy with work lately..."
"No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat! Laura, you wouldn’t refuse to forgive your dad, would you?"
"Dad, I’m really busy."
"It’s settled then, co ho for dinner tomorrow night."
After saying this, Victor Turner hung up the phone, giving Laura no chance to object, leaving her feeling a bit helpless.
The ho used to belong to her mother, but now it bore the Turner na, and there was no place for her anymore...
Just thinking about it gave Laura a headache. She hadn’t stepped into that house, filled with painful mories, since her mother left. All it held now were bad mories.
As for tomorrow, did Jasper still rember?
The next evening, Laura was just about to send her father a ssage saying she had to work overti and wouldn’t be going back, when she received a call from her boyfriend, Jasper Hawthorne. "Laura, I’ve reserved dinner at ’L’Empereur’ tonight. I’ll be waiting for you downstairs at the company at half-past five."
Laura felt overjoyed, relieved that Jasper hadn’t forgotten. No matter if the figure she saw last night was him or not, couples should trust each other, right?
She nodded gladly, "Mm."
Before leaving work, she sent her father a text ssage, saying she’d have to work overti and couldn’t co ho for dinner, but she appreciated his thought.
Regardless of whether his invitation was sincere or not, she didn’t want to strain things too much.
Not long after, Victor Turner’s call ca through. "Laura, are you having dinner with your boyfriend tonight? Why not bring him ho? Your father can give you so advice."
Hearing this, Laura felt disgusted. So that’s the plan! No wonder her father called her last night; it must have been spurred by Phoebe Turner, aiming for sothing else entirely!
Haha!
She let out a bitter smile, "No need, I really have to work overti tonight."
With that, she hung up the phone directly and added him to the blacklist, refusing any further calls.
Then she headed towards her boyfriend’s car.
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