Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law
Chapter 35 Handling Affairs_1

Chapter 35: Chapter 35 Handling Affairs_1

Upon hearing this, Glades Horne laughed, quite impolitely. After his laughter subsided, he said, "Granny is getting more and more like a greedy little cat as she ages. Alright, come to the company now." It seemed Granny wasn’t just ordinarily fond of this wife of his—whom he’d married through a series of mistakes, yet who turned out to be absolutely the right one. She even wanted Julia to be privy to this greatest secret.

"I’m on my way."

"Drive carefully, I’ll wait for you," he said, then added, "Hang up. Don’t talk too long on the phone while driving; it’s not safe." Having said this, Glades Horne hung up first, not wanting Julia Bluen to continue speaking.

The streets were packed with cars. Using a phone while driving could easily lead to an accident if one wasn’t careful. He would rather have a proper chat with her later than talk while she was driving.

KNOCK KNOCK. Just as the call ended, there was a knock at the door.

One of Glades Horne’s secretaries, Layla Perez, gently pushed open the door to the office, taking two steps in before stopping. She respectfully said to Glades Horne, "CEO, Mr. Jonathan Allen is here. Would you like to see him?"

Glades Horne acknowledged with an "Mm," then stood up, walked around the sofa, and headed outside.

The secretary was a bit surprised but quickly turned and followed him. She assumed he was going to meet the visitor in the VIP Room.

Little did she know.

The five men waiting before the secretary’s desk were led by Jonathan Allen, the head of the T City Mafia Society. At thirty-five years old, he was short and unimpressive in appearance. However, he was ruthless and brutal, a feared and ruthless figure.

Seeing Glades Horne emerge, Jonathan Allen hurriedly put on a smile and stepped forward, calling out, "Young Master Horne, did you want to see me?"

Glades Horne didn’t break stride, walking past him toward the elevator. His deep voice reached Jonathan Allen’s ears, "Someone named Brother Long has made a bit of a mistake. I’m busy right now, so you can go back. I’ll treat you to a meal some other day when I’m free."

Jonathan Allen smiled and nodded. "Young Master Horne, please go about your business. I’ll have someone correct the error. Another day, when you’re free, I’ll be the host, if Young Master Horne would do me the honor."

Glades Horne said nothing more. The elevator doors opened, he stepped inside, and vanished from Jonathan Allen’s sight.

Only after Glades Horne had disappeared did Jonathan Allen turn to a man behind him and say, "Which district is Brother Long in charge of? Have him come see me. How did he manage to cross the young master of the Horne family?"

The man nodded and, as they walked toward the elevator, made a call to Brother Long.

Downstairs, in front of the company building, Glades Horne’s two bodyguards saw him descending and quickly moved to greet him.

However, Glades Horne waved them off, preventing them from following. He walked out of the office building alone, heading towards the company entrance. He then stood at the doorway, waiting. This left his two bodyguards utterly bewildered. Who on earth could make their Young Master Horne stand outside and wait?

A moment later, Jonathan Allen also came downstairs with his men.

When he saw Glades Horne patiently standing at the entrance of the Valence Group’s building, waiting for someone, curiosity spread across his face. He couldn’t help but pause to see what was happening.

Soon after, a Twitter car approached.

A Twitter car? Yes, one of those that could be bought for just a few tens of thousands.

The onlookers’ eyes nearly popped out of their sockets from curiosity. Surely not? CEO Horne was waiting for someone driving such an inexpensive Twitter car?

Seeing Julia Bluen arrive in a Twitter car, Glades Horne showed no surprise, just a slight smile. He opened the car door and gestured for Julia Bluen to move to the passenger seat. Then he got into the driver’s seat, closed the door, and drove away.

He didn’t care how many jaws dropped in his wake. The car his wife drove was the car he would ride. Even if it were a tractor, he would sit in it without a second thought.

"I thought you wouldn’t want to ride in this kind of car," Julia Bluen said from the passenger seat, turning her head to look at Glades Horne with a playful smile.

"It seems you’re still trying to be a bit evasive," he said. "Driving this kind of car, being so slow, allows you to delay seeing me a little longer." Others might not understand why she drove a Twitter car to meet him, but he did. It was simply her way of postponing their meeting.

"By the way, what does Granny most want to eat?" Julia asked. She neither admitted nor denied his earlier observation, simply smiling as she changed the subject.

"Patience!" Glades Horne replied succinctly. Julia pursed her lips and didn’t inquire further, choosing to patiently wait for the truth to unfold before her.

A brief silence fell inside the car, so profound that Julia could hear both her own and Glades Horne’s heartbeats.

For a moment, she felt slightly suffocated. She wished to act as naturally as before, but she found it somewhat challenging. Glades Horne’s tall frame, even when seated, always exuded an imposing presence, subtly pressuring those around him.

"Is there anything special you want?" Glades Horne abruptly asked in a deep tone. "I haven’t given you a wedding present yet. If there’s anything specific you desire, tell me, and I will try my best to fulfill it."

Julia turned her head to look at him, then faced forward and said with a smile, "No need. You’ve already given me far too much." He had given her a dowry of astonishing value. What more could she possibly want? He had already provided her with everything one could desire.

Glades Horne’s lips tightened again.

The truth was, what he most wanted to give her was a happy life; he wanted to spoil her rotten. Both materially and spiritually. Overly sweet words weren’t appropriate for him at the moment, nor would he say them. He would start by acting in his own way, slowly, step by step, to melt away her discomfort, help her forget their past together, and encourage her to look towards their future.

「Meanwhile:」

Rachel Bailey was taken to the hospital by Wade Coleman to have her injuries treated. After she was treated, Wade Coleman hailed a taxi for her to go home. She had just returned to her rented room and hadn’t even had a chance to sit down and rest when the Police Station summoned her again to give a statement. By the time she returned from the Police Station, she was so hungry her stomach felt caved in. So, she hurriedly cooked some noodles to fill herself up before climbing into her single bed, planning to get some proper rest.

Her fall had only caused superficial injuries. Although they were still painful after medication, she could manage to take care of herself.

Lying in bed, phone in hand, Rachel planned to call Julia Bluen. She needed to understand what exactly was going on. Rumors were flying that the eldest daughter of the Bluen family was about to marry the eldest son of the Horne family—how could the eldest son of the Horne family have become her friend’s husband?

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