His Wife Calls The Shots -
Chapter 1237: Let Her Truly Have Him_1
Chapter 1237: Chapter 1237: Let Her Truly Have Him_1
"Chapter 1237
Regardless of his words, the Master’s tone is filled with indulgence.
Manie York shows her first sincere smile after her return, and actively takes the Master’s arm, saying, "Grandfather, this is the brother who once saved my life, Alexander Foster."
Alexander greets him with a light nod, saying, "Alexander Foster, per your request, comes here to pay a visit to the Duke. He is here to send his greetings on behalf of his grandfather."
The Master glimpses at the gift he brought but doesn’t inspect it thoroughly. A smile fails to reach his eyes, and he says slowly, "It’s thoughtful of you. It’s your first time here. Stay here for the next few days. Let Manie entertain you."
"I am willing! Let it be so, brother." She turns her head and smiles at Alexander.
The reason she is happy is simple——she thought Alexander came to see her.
Alexander speaks slowly, "I appreciate your hospitality, Lord, but my girlfriend needs me and I don’t want to impose."
The smiles disappear from the faces of the three people present.
Manie York deflates like a leaky balloon, suddenly shriveled up and wilted.
Jerry River clenches his teeth, knowing that Alexander did it on purpose, deliberately said that to make the Master hear it!
He must be here to clarify his stance today!
The Master keeps his silence with a dark look on his face, as if he is about to tear Alexander into two.
His beloved granddaughter who he had raised and pampered was brushed off so casually, he couldn’t bear to watch anymore as a grandfather!
"Someone, show the guest out!"
"Throw out the things he brought with him!"
Manie York stands up abruptly, saying, "Grandfather, don’t disrespect him."
She glances at Alexander, then says, "Since Miss Collins is here too, invite her over. Whoever comes is a guest; the Yorks welcome all. Where is Miss Collins? I will send someone to fetch her immediately!"
This consideration greatly surprises the Master, he didn’t expect his pampered granddaughter to exhibit such thoughtfulness.
Going to Grearon for more than a year has indeed brought about many changes.
But he’s not happy, just worried.
The daughters of the York family do not need to be understanding or considerate, because they are born with privileges, they should enjoy life, not suffer!
He looks at Alexander, seeing how he will respond.
His gaze is fixed on Alexander, as if he could wipe him out at any objection from Alexander.
Unfazed, Alexander says to Manie York, "Thank you, but I do not want to trouble you."
A few simple words, distancing but also maintaining a certain level of politeness.
The Master is about to burst out in anger, Jerry River next to him is even more annoyed, both are on the verge of losing their temper.
Manie York looks regretful, her mouth curved in a bitter smile. "Well, how long are you going to stay here? Regardless, since you’re here, I should invite you to dinner."
"Manie, they are here for the exhibition." Jerry River says.
Manie York is puzzled: "Exhibition?"
Suddenly, she recalls the incident of Chloe Collins painting on the spot at a dinner party before, and everything becomes clear.
They’re here for an exhibition!
Her originally bitter mood now becomes even more bitter.
In a short while, Alexander says goodbye, without lingering.
In the heavy atmosphere of the living room, only the Master and Jerry River are left.
The Master contemplates for a long time, looking solemn.
"I’ve changed my mind."
Jerry River is puzzled: "Lord, what do you mean?"
The Master’s murky eyes exude deterrence: "I thought at first, it doesn’t matter if we don’t have the guy who wouldn’t cherish my precious girl. But you’ve seen Manie’s attitude just now, she likes this guy very much, and is even willing to be wronged for him. I think, letting her have him is the correct choice."
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(Good night, till tomorrow.)
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