Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 146: Godfery Shaw Stayed

A simple brown leather cord with a platinum clasp on top.

Simple yet understated, suitable for both n and won.

But this is the first gift that Godfery Shaw has received from Alia Wright, and he can barely maintain his calm deanor. He wants to keep it close, but is worried about losing it, so he simply wears it on his wrist imdiately.

Then he looks at Alia Wright with such an air of nobility.

Godfery Shaw doesn’t wear any accessories, but with one more leather cord, he suddenly exudes a sense of restraint, like a lofty and cold-faced emperor. This little bit of adornnt reveals a glimpse of the restraint and confinent within him.

It makes people want to peel back his shell to see what kind of person he really is.

Being stared at by a man this attractive, most won would probably blush.

But Alia Wright is already accustod to it; at Imperial Garden, Julius Shaw always looked at her like this.

Alia Wright casually said, "Have you had dinner?"

Godfery Shaw shook his head, "No."

After Alia left, he kept cleaning the ss in the room and didn’t know if she’d co back, and wasn’t in the mood to eat.

In the past few days, Alia has seen this person’s stubbornness and knows that after she was taken away forcefully, he couldn’t remain calm, so he indeed hasn’t eaten.

She pointed to the kitchen and said, "If you want to stay here with , there are no maids or cooks. There are fresh vegetables in the kitchen; you can cook a bowl of vegetable noodles to fill your stomach. If you can’t, you can ask Emily Allen to teach you."

Godfery Shaw didn’t mind the absence of maids and cooks; he just looked at Alia and asked, "Will Alia join for a al?"

Alia casually replied, "This house is just this small, even if I don’t want to join you, I have to watch over you..."

So Godfery Shaw went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

Bringing out the cooked noodles, Godfery Shaw saw that a mat had already been laid out on the floor.

He frowned.

Alia casually said, "I only have one bed here, if you’re not used to sleeping on the mat, you can order a bed tomorrow, but it can’t be too big; my small house can’t fit it."

Godfery Shaw didn’t say anything, lowered his head, and ate the noodles.

The three of them in the small house were all silent and peaceful people.

Being together now, there’s none of the previous noise, as quiet as if no one is there.

But Alia could feel the watchful gaze every mont.

She let Julius Shaw observe her, pondering how to settle Julius Shaw.

Julius Shaw’s face, identical to Godfery Shaw’s, is too eye-catching; others seeing it would unintentionally cause so trouble.

But knowing that Julius Shaw was also her benefactor in a previous life, she couldn’t keep him confined in the Imperial Garden anymore.

Looking at Julius Shaw eating noodles, Alia said, "There are new toothbrushes and towels here, and slippers and pajamas are not included. You’ll have to make do for now; we’ll buy them tomorrow."

With chopsticks in hand, Godfery Shaw froze, noodles still in his mouth, and replied with a muffled "Hmm."

Is Alia really going to live with him? She is preparing everyday items for him.

She’s no longer telling him to leave or disappearing herself?

Godfery Shaw finished his noodles and went to wash the bowl himself, then obediently lay down on the mat.

Alia thought, the behavior of Julius Shaw in the old city was sowhat abnormal, making her briefly wonder if this person might be Godfery Shaw.

She really couldn’t distinguish between the two now.

But turning her head she looked.

The man was a little over six feet tall, and the blanket was rather small, so when lying down, his feet couldn’t be covered, looking both pitiful and amusing.

Godfery Shaw couldn’t make that expression.

Alia said with a hint of laughter in her tone, "Let’s just leave it like this for tonight; we’ll get you a blanket tomorrow."

"Thank you, Alia," Godfery Shaw said softly.

Because the room was so small, Godfery Shaw’s sleeping place was right next to Alia’s bed.

Godfery Shaw lay sideways, looking at Alia on the bed.

Neither was awkward, nor disharmonious, like they’ve actually been living together for a long ti.

Little Emily Allen was sleeping against Alia’s inside, already asleep.

Seeing Alia about to sleep, Godfery Shaw rembered he had important matters to discuss and began, "Alia, soone is threatening with important information to hand over your necklace."

Alia’s eyes, half lazily closed, suddenly opened.

Her voice lost its prior softness, now with a sharp edge like a sudden blade, "The necklace my mother left for ?"

"Yes, that necklace."

"Did you hand it over?"

Seeing Alia’s agitation, Godfery Shaw paused and said, "I haven’t handed it over now, but I will because the information the other party holds is too important to , and I have to compromise."

Alia’s expression changed again and again, then slowly relaxed, "Alright, I got it. If necessary, you can hand it over; I know how to handle it."

Alia thought, she knew who wanted the necklace.

The necklace is indeed valuable, but if it’s truly about money, having key information on the Shaw brothers would surely exchange for more money. It wouldn’t be focused on a single necklace.

Only the Wright family would do such a thing.

Because that necklace, left by her biological mother, to so extent can prove her identity.

The Wright family was in a hurry, trying to reach for the Allen family in advance?

Now that Alia knows, she won’t let these people succeed.

No matter who it is, they should not think of harming her family!

As for why Julius Shaw knew about the necklace, Alia didn’t think much.

Alia had long realized that many informations between the Shaw brothers must’ve been mutually known.

Alia closed her eyes and slept.

Godfery Shaw followed suit, closing his eyes to sleep.

Thus, Godfery Shaw stayed.

Except for Basil Smith and his brother next door.

His several confidants naturally followed as well, hidden in the shadows.

Imperial Garden.

Joyce looked at the empty villa, the old man’s face showing loneliness.

The Young Master values the Young Madam too much; is that childhood entanglent worth so much sacrifice?

The Young Master’s situation was unstable in the first place, this way, the Young Madam will truly harm the Young Master.

The Young Master is set to inherit the Shaw family; he cannot ruin everything he’s worked so hard for over a woman.

Following the usual rules, Joyce called back those temporarily expelled, and along ca Evelyn Dawson.

Returning, Evelyn Dawson irritatedly said, "Steward, what’s going on here? I’m the mistress of the Imperial Garden; could any major event not leave behind?"

Joyce awkwardly said, "Ms. Evelyn, please forgive , a few days ago the other Young Madam returned, she doesn’t like seeing too many people, so the Young Master arranged for idle people to leave temporarily."

Evelyn Dawson gritted her teeth quietly.

It’s that Alia Wright again!

Already divorced, can’t she disappear from her sight?

Appearing ti and again, is it intentionally seeking superiority in front of her?

This engagent was a transaction; she knew well it wouldn’t lead to marriage with the Young Master.

Agreents were made with her parents.

Exchanging an engagent for so many benefits, it was a great deal.

But...human desire is never satisfied; she had already moved into the Imperial Garden, everyone in Riverwood City revered her, those who looked down on her before now bowed in submission.

Having possessed such, how could she bear to give it up?

She wants to truly secure the Young Master before this engagent ends, and forever beco the true mistress of the Shaw family.

If Alia Wright could do it, surely she could too.

After Joyce finished speaking, he turned away as though he said nothing.

As Joyce left, Evelyn cursed under her breath, "Alia Wright! Wait until I beco the mistress of Imperial Garden, you’ll be the first one I deal with!"