After he called her five or six tis, Maya Spencer finally rubbed her eyes and said with a frown, "I thought it was morning already, how co it’s still night?"
Actually, she didn’t want to go to Charlotte Owen’s house for dinner; she didn’t have the energy to spar with her.
"It’s no big deal, we’ll just go ho after dinner." Liam Spencer knew she didn’t want to deal with Charlotte’s antics and found it troubleso.
But Charlotte Owen, after all, was her aunt; a certain courtesy still had to be maintained.
......
In the car, Maya Spencer lazily half-opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Liam Spencer, and asked, "Is it necessary to bring a gift when visiting for the first ti?"
"Elijah Reed has already prepared it, it’s in the trunk."
"Hmm! Elijah is quite reliable. I’ll introduce him to Ella another day."
"No way, the two of them aren’t on the sa intellectual level. Ella is too dumb." Obviously, he had a prejudice against Ella Turner.
His bias wasn’t because Ella had lured Maya Spencer away, but because Ella actually thought Lillian Morris was more suitable for Maya than he was, what kind of judgnt is that!
"Oh, still holding a grudge, are we!" Maya teased him by poking his arm with her finger.
"Do I need to? I’m just speaking the truth." Liam’s attitude was dismissive.
Forty minutes later, Liam’s car drove into the hillside villa district of S City and parked in a villa garage by the sea.
After getting out of the car, Maya Spencer looked around the surroundings, shaking her head in admiration, "Tsk tsk tsk! Liam, your aunt really knows how to enjoy life."
Liam watched her sour look, raised his arm, wrapped it around her neck, and bit her rosy cheek, commanding, "Call Third Brother!"
"Liam! Liam! Liam!" She retorted, calling his na three tis.
Maya’s voice was soft and pleasant to hear, and when she cooed his na sweetly like this, it was especially lodious, making Liam’s scalp tingle.
So, he imdiately pulled her slender waist close, leaned down, and kissed her lips.
Beneath them lay the vast sea, the setting sun still lingering on the horizon, reluctant to leave.
The fiery sky cast a warm glow over the sea and the villa estates, making the two who embraced at the white fence on the mountain peak look like figures in a painting.
"Young Master, is that you?" At this mont, a servant called from the villa entrance from afar.
Hearing the unfamiliar voice, Maya imdiately pushed Liam away and said in helplessness, "Ti to face the music."
"I think the one facing the music should be my aunt."
"Pfft!" Maya couldn’t help but laugh.
In the living room, after handing the gift to a servant, Liam casually said to Charlotte Owen on the sofa, "Aunt, we’re back."
After greeting, Liam pulled Maya to sit on the main sofa.
From the side, Charlotte gave Maya a sidelong glance, mockingly saying, "Liam, who’s that person you ca with? A mute? Doesn’t even know how to greet people?"
Charlotte had done her howork to spar with Maya today, so she didn’t miss any chance to take a jab at her.
Sitting on the main sofa, Liam looked at Charlotte’s superior air and then at Maya’s disdainful little eyes, his head pounded, hoping they wouldn’t flip the table during dinner later.
As he was about to speak to ease the tension, he heard Maya say with a fake smile, "President Owen!"
"Pfft!" Liam couldn’t help but laugh hearing her call Charlotte that.
He had thought this situation might be awkward for Maya, but it seed like she ca well-prepared!
However, upon hearing Maya call her President Owen, Charlotte gave a wicked smile and provocatively remarked to Liam, "Liam, she’s not even sincere about being with you! You’ve brought her in, yet she doesn’t even know how to call aunt, seems she’s just playing with you!"
Charlotte couldn’t care less if Maya called her ’aunt’; she was nitpicking for the sake of stirring trouble and separating them.
"President Owen, you’re overthinking it. According to the custom, giving a red envelope is necessary when visiting for the first ti. But with your empty hands, how can I call you Auntie? Don’t you agree!" Maya’s quick wit clashed with Charlotte’s, leaving no room for leniency.
Watching the flas of war between the two won, Liam felt exasperated yet amused, wondering how much more chaotic things would get.
So, he raised his right hand and rubbed his temple, opting not to partake in this battle.
Throughout history, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quarrels always left the man in trouble, making things more tangled. Though Charlotte wasn’t his real mom, she was filling that role now, so he simply decided to opt-out.
"Hehe! Maya, you think you can get my red envelope? Let’s see if you have what it takes to marry into the Owen Family." Charlotte’s first attack had been countered by Maya, so her words sounded assertive. Yet they carried no weight, posing no threat to Maya.
Listening to her coback, Maya was neither angry nor fazed, calmly replying, "Better prepare a bigger red envelope, or I won’t accept it." When it ca to being thick-skinned, Maya had no match.
Liam, hearing she wanted a large red envelope, beca exceptionally cheerful, quickly grabbing her small hand, teasing her.
Because the underlying aning of Maya’s words was about marrying him, he was naturally overjoyed.
Listening to Maya’s words, Charlotte felt stifled, but since she had invited them, she was determined to see this quarrel through, even if on her knees.
Shortly after, she chuckled coldly twice and instructed a servant, "Sister Mason, bring the gift I prepared for Miss Hanson."
A mont later, the servant presented Maya with a book, "Daughter’s Scripture," with both hands.
Seeing the book, Maya felt both angry and amused.
She thought Charlotte must have ti-traveled from ancient tis. What era is this, still gifting a Daughter’s Scripture, treating her like a submissive wife from a feudal society? It’s downright funny.
Beside her, seeing the book in Maya’s hands, Liam raised his right hand, covering his eyes, and chuckled, "Hehehe."
He could honestly say he really enjoyed watching won bicker! Their words were sword hidden within silk, every situation had its own twists, making it the most entertaining spectacle he had ever witnessed.
Maya, noticing Liam’s mischievous laugh, picked up the book and threw it at his head, threatening, "Laugh one more ti and see what happens!"
Liam watched Maya’s aggrieved expression, quickly captured her small hand, brought it to his lips, and softly bit it, affectionately asking, "My little thing, have you been wronged?" Ignoring Charlotte completely, he shalessly showed affection.
"What are you doing? Liam, what on earth are you doing? Out of good intentions, I’m teaching her how to be a good person since she has no parents, so how is she wronged?" Charlotte felt uncomfortable seeing Liam dote on Maya.
However, as soon as Charlotte spoke, Maya’s face turned truly grim.
She admitted she didn’t get along with Charlotte. She could handle Charlotte’s sarcastic remarks and accusations of poor upbringing, but she absolutely couldn’t tolerate any challenge to her bottom line by ntioning her parents. That was Maya’s only boundary.
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