She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 252

She even ordered them to keep a constant eye on the young master and have whatever he wanted ready at a moment's notice.

Jack and Gail exchanged a glance. Gail didn't dare ask any questions.

She nudged him forward, forcing Jack to step up and ask in a respectful, polite tone.

"Ms. Winter, Mr. York instructed Tristan to drive you back. When do you plan on leaving? I can go let Tristan know."

Jade rubbed her forehead. "Jack, I'm still feeling a bit dizzy. Tell Tristan to wait. I'll let him know when I'm ready to leave."

With an attitude like that, it was obvious she had no intention of leaving at all.

Jack didn't press the issue and walked outside with Gail. "Tristan, don't wait around. Ms. Winter probably isn't leaving today."

"Huh? Mr. York just told me to take them back. Shouldn't I call him to check?"

Hearing this, Jade's expression shifted, and she quickly hurried over.

"Jack, my head is aching. I must have caught a chill making soup for Miles last night. Once I feel a bit better, I'll take Leo and leave. Please don't bother your boss right now; he's incredibly busy with work."

"Leo, slow down, don't trip."

Jade went over to accompany her son, ignoring the three of them, her beautiful eyes swirling with calculation.

...

When Quinn Avery returned, Jade was playing with Leo in the living room.

Jack immediately came forward to greet her. "Ma'am, you're finally back."

Seeing her return, Jade walked over in her high heels, speaking with the same familiar tone as always. "Quinn, you're back from the sanatorium."

"Once Miles gets back, we can have dinner."

"I majored in literary translation abroad. I certainly didn't have time to study acting."

At the mention of this, she put on a boastful tone, smiling brightly. "By the way, I'm also going to participate in The National Prize for Literary Translation that the news has been promoting lately. Miles actually encouraged me to enter."

A flicker of surprise crossed Quinn's eyes. She was entering the same competition?

"Oh my, why am I even telling you all this?"

Her tone was overly innocent, though her gaze swept over Quinn with disguised disdain, a mocking smirk playing on her lips.

Her demeanor suggested they were worlds apart, operating on completely different levels.

Quinn's tone remained calm as she asked lightly, "Jade, entries for The National Prize for Literary Translation have to be recommended by a publishing house. Which publisher is sponsoring your translated work?"

As long as it wasn't the same publisher as hers, they could just compete on their own merits.