Chapter 324
Before they left, grandma handed Jared a bag with a pair of handmade cotton shoes in it. “I made these shoes for you. I planned to spend a couple more days on them, but since you’re leaving so suddenly, I finished them last night. Not sure if they’ll fit though.”
Agnes had never seen Jared so excited.
He tried the shoes on immediately and ran a couple of laps in the yard like a kid: “Grandma, the shoes fit perfectly. Thank you.”
And then he refused to take them off.
Grandma was also thrilled. As they pulled away, she stood in the doorway.
Jared watched her leaning against the door frame in the rear view mirror. He said to Agnes, “I think grandma is too lonely. We should bring her to the city to live with
us.”
Agnes shook her head: Tve told you many times, she won’t leave her farmland and sheep. She’s used to the country life and wouldn’t fit in the city. Let her live her way.”
Jared nodded, “Then we must come back to visit her more often.”
Agnes smiled and held Jared’s hand: “Thank you. You’ve been working hard these days.”
“It’s nothing. I actually had a pretty chill time. But why did you decide to come back so soon? I really don’t want to go back to work! If you’re successful, could you consider raising me?”
Agnes didn’t expect Jared to say such a thing.
She pretended to be serious: “What is your specialty that makes it worth my raising?”
Jared replied honestly: Tm good with my hands and I’m not clingy. Does that count?
Agnes was speechless.
After returning. Jared went to the office.
Agnes knew that he would be very busy for a while.
After all, the Tim Group was a huge business empire, being able to take a few days off was a luxury for him.
Agnes returned to the Pritchard family.
As the butler opened the door, Agnes asked: “Where’s my dad?”
“He’s in the study
Agnes nodded and went straight upstairs.
The study door wasn’t completely shut. Agnes saw her father sitting at his desk, smoking
He looked troubled by a pile of documents on the table.
Suddenly, he threw all the documents to the floor in frustration, smashing the ashtray in the process.
Agnes frowned, pushed the door and went in.
Preston seemed slightly stunned when he saw Agnes.
Then he hid his imitated expression and said gently: “Agnes, you’re back.”
Agnes looked at the mess on the floor and asked. “What happened?”
Preston stood up: “Nothing. It’s just a minor issue at the company. Don’t worry.”
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