My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124: Chapter 124: Bringing Her to Meet the Childhood Friends

After hanging up, Damien Vaughn shook his head speechlessly and looked at Cecelia Archer.

"You heard that?"

Cecelia had heard. It was his friend’s birthday, and they were asking him to go out and celebrate. Zeke Walton was going too.

"I heard. Everyone misses you, so you should go. You don’t have to drop me off. I can just take a cab to the hospital to check on Mr. Grant. Zeke Walton isn’t there today, so there’s no one..."

VROOOM—the car suddenly lurched forward at high speed.

’Mr. Grant, Mr. Grant. All she thinks about all day is that guy named Grant.’

Damien Vaughn floored the gas pedal. "I’m definitely going, and you’re coming with me."

"Don’t mention Shane Grant in front of me again. If his leg is broken, he can find someone to look after him. If he’s really so poor he can’t afford to hire help, I’ll hire someone for him. Does he really need you to go?"

Cecelia Archer knew she’d said the wrong thing again.

Damien Vaughn had warned her last time not to mention Shane Grant in front of him. She stuck her tongue out guiltily.

"Is it appropriate for me to go?"

Damien Vaughn shot her an annoyed glance.

"Why wouldn’t it be?"

"From what I heard, it sounds like it’s all guys."

"Don’t worry. They’re not exactly saints; they’ll definitely bring dates. If I’m the only one who doesn’t, they’ll just make fun of me again."

’So that’s how it is.’

Damien Vaughn had helped Doris Morton out so much yesterday; now that he needed her, she couldn’t possibly refuse.

"Then let’s buy a lot of presents to bring. That should shut them up."

The two of them went to the mall and bought a mountain of things—food, drinks, and other items—filling the entire trunk.

When they arrived at Wyatt Wynn’s house and unloaded everything in front of him, Wyatt almost died laughing.

"Did you have a sudden attack of conscience? Are you trying to make up for the last twenty-eight years of birthday presents all at once? Vaughn, you do care about me. Deep down, you’re terrified of losing me, aren’t you?"

Damien Vaughn replied, "I’m more afraid you’ll die from being so petty. Is this enough? If not, I’ll have another truckload delivered to you tomorrow."

"It’s enough, it’s enough! Thanks, Vaughn. Let’s get going."

’That’s strange. Did they all have a change of heart? Surprisingly, it was just the guys in the house, with no dates in sight.’

"We’re leaving just like this? Are you sure you didn’t forget anything?"

"Forget what? We’re going to Cloudtop Manor. What don’t they have there? Let’s go, let’s go."

The group took two cars. Joking and laughing the whole way, they soon arrived at their destination: a famous resort in the suburbs of Veridia.

After they got out of the cars, Wyatt Wynn slung an arm around Damien Vaughn’s shoulder.

"I mean, you never bring a date. Why’d you have to bring a woman on this crucial day? I was planning a surprise for you, but now I’m worried it’s going to be more of a shock. Just a heads-up, I didn’t mean for this to happen, so don’t get pissed at me."

Damien Vaughn didn’t know what he was talking about, but the moment he stepped into the lobby of Cloudtop Manor, he understood.

"Gwen Morgan?"

"You’re here. Hi, Damien."

A tall, slender young woman was sitting on a sofa in the lobby’s lounge area, reading a magazine.

Hearing their voices, she put down her magazine and walked over with an air of easy grace.

She had a chic, short haircut and was wearing a shirt-style, long dusty-blue dress with a pair of flat leather shoes.

She wore no jewelry and her makeup was light, but none of that could conceal the aura of confidence, composure, and elegant nobility that she radiated.

The moment Brandon Jacobs and Zeke Walton saw her, they both froze.

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