What’s the Matter
Meanwhile, in Shein City…
The moon was bright and the night breeze was gentle.
When the luxury car arrived at the gate of the villa, Joseph glanced at the Jules Residence next to him and muttered,” Stop the car.”
Culver immediately did so and asked, “What’s the matter, Mr. Joseph?”
Joseph didn’t respond. He got out of the car and walked straight to the Jules Residence.
Coincidentally, Madam Dahlia was heading out to throw the trash. When she saw Joseph at the gate, she hurriedly opened it and respectfully said, “Hello, Mr. Joseph. Would you like to
come in and have a seat?”
Joseph raised an eyebrow. He knew that Lucille had gone to a charity clinic in the countryside. Since she wasn’t there, there
was no reason for him to go in.
However…
Joseph replied, “I’d like a cup of tea, then. Thank you.”
“Please save your courtesy, Mr. Joseph.”
They were all a part of the same family already, after all.
Madam Dahlia happily welcomed Joseph into the Jules. Residence. Then, she made a cup of tea and stated, “Miss. Lucille likes this kind of tea. Would you like to try it, Mr. Joseph?”
“Okay.”
Joseph held the cup of tea and slowly took a sip. It was bitter at first, but there was a faint fragrance after that. The sweet taste lingered for a long time.
“Not bad,” he remarked.
Joseph put down his teacup and looked up at the layout of the
villa.
Everything was decorated nicely, but the wall in the middle caught his eye.
Joseph had a thoughtful look on his face.
If that wall was torn down, the two villas on both sides would
become one. From then on, they would not be from two
different families, but the same one.
However, if he really dared to do so, Lucille would probably explode when she came back.
Madam Dahlia, on the other hand, had clearly misunderstood.
When she saw that Joseph was observing the layout of the villa, she thought that he was dissatisfied with the decorations. Thus, she smiled and explained, “Some of the paintings on the wall were hung up by Miss Molly. Miss Jules said that Miss Molly can do whatever she wants as long as it
makes her happy.”
Speak of the devil.
Molly came downstairs with a doll in her arms. When she saw Joseph, she pursed her lips and murmured to herself, “I
thought it was Lucille who came back. I got happy for nothing.”
She hung her head and turned to go upstairs.
Joseph suddenly chimed in, “I heard Bobo say that you like watermelon–flavored candy.”
Upon hearing that, Molly turned around with a wary look. “Are you trying to bribe me or win me over?”
“Both of them.”
Joseph chuckled. Then, he pointed to the wall beside him and said, “I’ll give you a whole truck’s worth of watermelon candy in exchange for allowing me to tear down that wall. Is that okay?”
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