“I’ll definitely let a professional be the one to manage the overall system. However, aside from my parents and you, I won’t trust anyone to be in charge of the finances.”
Wendy grunted softly. She was enjoying the fact that Jasper was trusting her as much as he trusted his parents, but instead, she said, “I’ll steal all of your money when you’re not watching!”
“Whatever is mine belongs to you too,” Jasper said with a smile.
A faint red tinge appeared on Wendy’s face.
“Wendy, come, I’ve made chicken soup for you. Drink it while it’s hot. They brought me an old hen from the hometown and it’s good for you.”
At this moment, Sally walked over with a bowl of soup.
Wendy quickly went over to take it from her.
“Thank you, Sally,” Wendy said sweetly.
Her mother passed away when she was young, so she and Dawson had been interdependent this entire time.
Even though Dawson spoiled her like she was a treasure, he was still a man and was always busy with work. Aside from materialistic things, it could be said that he was unable to give Wendy the care she needed in life.
In these few days, Wendy could feel the motherly love she had lost for so many years from Sally. Naturally, she was very close to her.
Sally was beaming with joy as she said warmly, “Just tell me anything you want to eat in the future. Don’t trouble yourself.”
“Okay.”
Wendy took small sips of the chicken soup that had been simmered on low heat for long hours. She felt a warm feeling flowing all the way into the deepest part of her heart.
Sally turned around in satisfaction when she saw Wendy drinking the soup. Then, she instructed Jasper, “Go, call your father over for dinner. That old man hasn’t been doing anything after he came here. He’s either fishing or playing chess with his friends. He never knows to come back even when it’s time for dinner.”
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