“Haha! Great!” Yale was in glee and clapped Fredric’s shoulder.
“As expected of a lawyer, so efficient!”
Fredric suppressed his disgust and bowed politely. “Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Yale.”
“Hah, I know that your only concern’s Michelle!” Yale smiled.
Michelle’s intelligence was lacking, but she was lucky to have someone like Fredric sacrifice everything for her. As long as he kept a good grip on the woman, he would not have to worry about Fredric not working for him!
“Don’t worry,” Yale said in a lowered voice. “I’ll keep paying for her internet presence and get her trending. She’ll be popular for sure!”
“I feel bad that you have to spend.”
“No need for that!” Yale was gleeful. “The set of medicinal formulas is very valuable. As long as it can be developed, no one in the Hamertons will dare look down on me!”
…
Rowan had been really good these days and loitered around Imperial Media whenever he could. He was not just doing that—each time he went, he would bring tea and snacks for everyone. The receptionists and security guards knew him as a friendly and nice man and hoped he would visit every day.
“That’s the head of the Irwins in Southeast Aciatic?”
“Yeah, and he’s the medical association president there too!”
“I’ve always seen him on TV, and he looks stern whenever the camera catches him. I didn’t expect him to be so friendly in private!”
To keep a good relationship with people around Cordelia, Rowan pandered to the celebrities Cordelia managed these two days.
Some clueless female celebrities threw themselves into his arms, thinking that they run into some mindless sugar daddy. They backed off speedily when they later heard that he was Cordelia’s birth father. After all, no one had the courage to be the stepmother of Mrs. Hamerton.
Neil was totally amused as he followed Rowan around with his phone to record him, only to be glared at by the latter.
“Uncle— Oh, no, I should be calling you uncle-in-law now?”
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