My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160: Chapter 160: The Vaughn Men Are All Fools for Love

’So that’s what happened.’ The Old Master let out a sigh of relief.

"That Jessica... she’s still young, yet she’s less open-minded than an old man like me. She loves to meddle in the children’s love lives. It’s obvious she dislikes Cecelia Archer. Even with Candy being this old, she still refuses to accept her, dead set on bringing Gwen Morgan into our family. I thought..."

"Ms. King, in this house, I’ve never treated you as an outsider, so I won’t hide certain things from you."

"I know Jessica’s temper. She won’t give up so easily on the matter between Damien and Cecelia Archer. If she finds another excuse to bring Gwen Morgan to the house or let her get close to Damien, you tell me. I’ll go sort them out."

Hearing the Old Master’s words, which showed such a strong moral compass, Ms. King felt a little happy for Cecelia Archer.

Having also come from a humble background, she deeply understood the humiliation Cecelia Archer must feel from being looked down upon.

Thankfully, the Old Master was a reasonable man. His words brought a sense of vindication.

"Yes, sir. I understand."

Gwen Morgan ran all the way to the parking lot. She had just gotten into her car when Mrs. Vaughn caught up and sat in her passenger seat.

Seeing her crying over the steering wheel, Mrs. Vaughn felt her heart ache with guilt.

"I’m so sorry, Gwen. This is all my fault. I never thought that heartless Damien would be so... Don’t worry, I will give you a proper explanation for this, no matter what. I won’t let you suffer for nothing. Please, don’t be sad. If you keep crying, I’ll start crying too."

After some comforting, Gwen Morgan gradually stopped crying and lifted her face from the steering wheel.

"Mrs. Vaughn, this isn’t your fault. If anyone’s to blame, it’s me. I’m not capable enough. I don’t know how to make a man happy. Damien already said it, he’s never liked me..."

Mrs. Vaughn scoffed, "Then who has he ever liked? Besides that vixen who throws herself at him with every trick in the book, desperately trying to get his attention, have you ever seen him like any normal person? I suspect the boy has some sort of emotional impairment. He can’t proactively like someone. It’s only when people frantically show their affection for him that..."

Tears welled up in Gwen Morgan’s eyes again.

"So what you’re saying is, I’m not being forward enough? I should throw myself at him even more, is that it?"

"Oh, my dear Gwen. Others might not understand, but don’t you know how I feel about you?"

Mrs. Vaughn hurriedly tried to soothe her again.

"I’m just saying Damien has an aloof and proud personality. If you don’t do more to attract his attention when you’re around him, it’s hard for him to notice you on his own. At the end of the day, isn’t it because I like you and want you to be my daughter-in-law?"

After calming down, Gwen Morgan felt that Mrs. Vaughn had a point.

’Why have I known Damien Vaughn for so many years, yet he’s never once paid attention to me? But he dotes on Cecelia Archer, a woman with a bastard child.’

’Isn’t it just because Cecelia Archer is cunning and knows how to seduce him?’

’I’ve just been too concerned with my pride, too reserved.’

"Mrs. Vaughn, you’re right. I won’t take what happened today to heart. Not only that, but I’ll let this setback make me more determined. I’ll interact with Damien more in the future. I refuse to believe that I can’t do what Cecelia Archer has done!"

Mrs. Vaughn breathed a sigh of relief.

"Exactly. Now that’s my Gwen. If you’d thought this way sooner, you’d be the one Damien dotes on right now. But it’s not too late. We still have time. From now on, whatever you want to do, just tell me. I’ll create all the favorable conditions to help you."

Damien Vaughn freshened up and went downstairs. After greeting the Old Master, he didn’t rush to the company. Instead, he had Ryan bring surveillance equipment over to Cecelia Archer’s place.

Last night, he had solemnly promised Cecelia Archer he would come back, but he ended up sleeping until now. He thought she would be upset, but she and Candy were busy in the garden, turning the soil and tidying up the yard, not looking the least bit unhappy.

That was good too. It saved him the trouble of explaining. Damien Vaughn installed the surveillance cameras in the villa himself.

Just as he finished, he received another call from the hospital.

"President Vaughn, I’m afraid Candy’s surgery will have to be delayed for a while. Mr. King has been suddenly ordered to attend an academic seminar abroad. He is the country’s foremost authority on leukemia, so he has to be the one to go. Without him... what do you think?"

"How long will he be gone?"

"It’s uncertain. At least a month, maybe two or three."

Damien Vaughn’s face darkened.

"If it’s for that long, and for such a major academic seminar, it must have been planned well in advance. How could he be ’suddenly ordered’ to go? Do you take me, Damien Vaughn, for a fool? Or does your research institute not want its funding anymore? How dare you try to brush me off with such a ridiculous excuse?"

"Is it like last time? Did you let someone else cut in line for a paltry profit? Tell me the truth."

The person on the other end of the line knew he wasn’t easy to fool, and their voice immediately started trembling with fear.

"President Vaughn, please don’t be angry. I really didn’t mean to say it like that, I..."

"Please understand. We’re just academics. We have no money or power. We really don’t dare to defy an order from above..."