Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Alex asked, “Is your master not back yet?”
Alia shook her head. “Master said before he left that he would be gone for a longer ti, but if there’s an ergency, I can call him.”
Alex was surprised. “On the phone?”
Alia leaned close to Alex’s ear and whispered, “He’ll know when I burn the talisman Master gave .”
So this call was a talisman phone exclusive to Daoists? It sounded quite interesting and he wanted to learn it!
By the ti Emma finished eating, it was almost ten in the morning. The security inford them that the manager of the clothing store had arrived. Mrs. Walton nodded and asked soone to bring her in.
George looked at the ti. He was about to go out. “Mia, Uncle will leave first. Be good when school starts in two days. Listen to Grandma.” He would be gone for half a month. For the first ti, George felt reluctant to see his little niece.
William said without looking up, “Dad, you should leave quickly. You don’t have to worry about my brother and .”
Lucas continued coldly, “Just rember to pay.”
George was speechless. So what was the use of having two boys? His little niece was still the obedient and cute one!
Alia held out her hand. “Uncle, give a hug.”
George bent down and Alia kissed him on the cheek. She reminded him worriedly, “Eldest Uncle, you have to be careful when you go out. You have to eat on ti and sleep at ten o’clock sharp. Don’t run around with others!”
Everyone was caught between laughter and tears at the sight of this little adult.
George’s lips curved slightly as he kissed Alia’s forehead. “Okay, Uncle knows.” With that, he carried his briefcase, straightened his tie, and left.
When the manager of the clothing store entered with two large boxes, she happened to see George walking out of the door. There was a trace of doting gentleness on his face, which ford a strong contrast with his cold and aloof aura. With this look, the manager was stunned! Was this the head of the Walton residence, the president of the Walton Group, George? Usually, she would only see him on the financial news. She did not expect him to be so much more handso in person than on television!
The manager of the clothing store was stunned by George’s male charm. George looked at her coldly and walked past her. Behind him was Alia’s cute voice. “Bye, Uncle!”
George turned around and waved before getting into the car and leaving.
Only then did the manager of the clothing store co back to her senses. For a mont, she was extrely vexed. President Walton had just walked past her. It was such a close distance and such a good opportunity! She was actually distracted! She had never thought of putting the talisman on it! If she missed this opportunity, she did not know what would give her such a close contact next ti…
The manager of the clothing store was so regretful that she vomited blood. However, she still had to brace herself. She looked at Alia at the door and smiled. “Hello, Miss Walton. I’m the product manager of BR, Marja Mica. I’m happy to serve you.”
Alia was speechless. She sized up Marja Mica. This person’s na was so strange. Her na sounded different. Could she be a foreigner? But she didn’t look like a foreigner.
Alia thought carefully. “Why are you called Marja Mica?” she finally asked.
Maja Mika’s face stiffened. “…” This Walton residence child was so rude! She heard that she was brought back from the countryside. Indeed, she did not even know a foreign na! The temperant of a rich young lady was should be engraved in one’s bones. Clearly, this Walton family’s young lady who was brought back from the countryside did not have it!
Marja Mica hid her thoughts well and explained with a smile, “Marja Mica is my foreign na…”
Alia understood. Just like the envious ghost she had captured previously. She didn’t like the na of her own country, she wanted a foreign na.
Mrs. Walton walked out and first said to Alia, “Mia, don’t say that. It’s rude.” Although it was not Mia’s fault, children did not understand certain things. It was normal for them to be curious, but they still had to be educated.
Alia nodded and said, “I understand, Grandma.’
Mrs. Walton looked Marja Mica up and down and said, “Co in.”
Marja Mica hurriedly entered. Before entering, she professionally took out shoe covers and put on her gloves. However, when she looked up, she saw a room full of n with long legs looking at her. One had a dark face, but he was surprisingly resolute and handso. The other was silent, but it could not hide his handso appearance. The youngest looked clean and lancholic as he sipped his coffee.. What moved her the most was the man who was the tallest! His aura was not inferior to George’s! He was arrogant and unruly! He was handso!
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