His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1684: I Like Hearing You Call Me Brother

Chapter 1684: Chapter 1684: I Like Hearing You Call Me Brother

Chapter 1684

Ethel Collins saw this and spread her hands, "I can’t think of anything; I’m not your parent, so I don’t even know what surname to choose."

"Why don’t you check a dictionary?" she glanced at him.

But she saw a smile on his lips, his expression cold.

She immediately corrected herself, "I’ll check, I’ll check right now."

She took out the cellphone Milton White had given her, found an online dictionary, and while looking through it said, "The surname Li is at the top of the Hundred Family Surnames, shall we go with that one?"

The man didn’t speak.

She took his silence as consent.

Continuing to search, she quickly had an idea, "Got it, this one, Bernard Taylor, symbolizes weathering storms together and soaring to great heights. It matches the ambitions in your heart."

"Change it." the man said firmly.

She pursed her lips and kept searching.

The next few names were all rejected by him.

So, after a series of changes, she ran out of ideas again.

"I really can’t think of anymore, you’ve always been nameless before, right? It doesn’t matter if you don’t use one now."

His gaze seemed somewhat gloomy, "Change again."

"I’ve thought of so many, and you don’t like any of them, how am I supposed to continue?"

Worried that he would become annoyed, she softened her tone and added a phrase, "Milty, please don’t make it difficult for me."

Unexpectedly, after this address, the man’s expression seemed to improve a lot.

He put down the cellphone, and as if it were an afterthought, he said, "If you can’t think of one today, never mind. Let’s stick with that from now on."

"Huh?" A question mark hung on her forehead.

After thinking for a bit, she suddenly remembered that the topic had started when this man heard her calling Milton White "Milty."

Could it be, he’d wanted her to call him "Milty" from the start, and that was why he had her choose a name?

She carefully observed him and saw that he was smiling.

That smile was shallow and faint, not as eerie as usual, quite pure.

"Let’s put the name issue aside for now, continue with Joy Taylor’s matter," his expression returned to its usual state.

She slowly collected her thoughts and asked, "If I tell you, what will you do next?"

"Are you in cahoots with Valleys?"

Two questions hit him in succession.

She thought she wouldn’t get an answer, but then she heard him say, "I have no accomplices, nor do I need any."

"But you and they..."

She held back the words in her heart.

"Tell me, where did he hide Joy Taylor?"

Ethel Collins’ eyes flickered with a sly gleam, and she suddenly pointed her finger towards the Window, "Look, what’s that over there?"

The man slowly turned his head to look.

Ethel Collins took that moment to pounce, her hand shaped like a chopping knife, aiming for his neck with all her might, hoping to knock him out with a single blow, praying that when he woke up, it would be Milton White.

Suddenly, her wrist was seized by a large hand.

She... had failed!

Her eyes flickered uneasily, while his gaze was as blazing as Fire yet as cold as ice.

"Hehehe... I just wanted to tickle you, do you believe me?" she said with an apologetic laugh.

Milton White stood up, grasping her hand and walking out, "Take me there now."

Ethel Collins was shocked, "No, that won’t do, Milty said that Valleys is watching this place closely. If you go, he’ll notice!"

The man didn’t listen to her, and directly pulled her downstairs to the garage.

Finally, she confessed, "That place is in the Southwest Military District! It’s far, going now would be too late!"

The man halted his steps, "Southwest Military District, huh... If it’s there, then there’s no need to go."

Ethel Collins discerned something, "Have you been there before, Milty?"

She knew the man liked hearing her call him "Milty," so she purposefully used the address to try to get more information.