President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 330

As for Victoria’s situation, it wasn’t the best, but it wasn’t the worst either.

After all, it was his own flesh and blood daughter. Brandon was angry, but he didn’t shut her out.

And with James there to smooth things over, at least the two could sit down at the same table and eat together.

Still, Brandon wasn’t budging over the contract and obviously wanted to put pressure on her again.

Victoria sighed over the phone. Natalia didn’t know what else to say other than to take it slowly.

This was between a parent and child, and she was an outsider. There wasn’t much she could do for her.

Victoria didn’t talk for too long with her. She hung up a few minutes later.

Natalia walked around for a while longer with Archie and went back.

The dumpling feast at night was boisterous and peaceful.

On a day like this, even someone as obtuse as Faye knew to rein it in without upsetting Ariana, so the atmosphere was joyous overall.

Because they’d gone too late with the festivities, Natalia and Archie stayed the night at the old house.

Early the next morning, they were woken by a barrage of firecrackers.

They were in the city, which technically forbade letting firecrackers loose, but William just had to set some off and smuggled in a couple small ones.

After all, they had to start things off with a bang.

Anne woke early. She was young but didn’t frighten easily. Seeing the firecrackers go off, she wasn’t scared. She alternated between putting her hands on her ears and clapping as she laughed.

Having just gotten up, Natalia looked at the happy atmosphere at the side of the window, nudging the drowsy man beside her. “It’s time to get up, Archie. Look, Anne’s already up.”

Archie frowned, dissatisfied that they’d interrupt their beauty sleep this early. He reached out with a long arm and dragged Natalia back in.

“If they’re awake, they can have fun themselves. Sleep with me for a while longer.”

Held in his arms, Natalia smiled exasperatedly. This was a special day. With that much noise, Ariana had to be up already. They still had to pay their respects and couldn’t get up too late.

So she reached out and tickled the man’s armpit, urging, “Grandma and the others are up too. If you sleep in, they’ll laugh at you. Come on, up and at ‘em.”

Archie didn’t reply and simply hugged her tighter.

He was always disciplined and stern with himself, and rarely slept in like this.

Natalia tried for a while and he still didn’t budge. Knowing that he’d slept late last night, she couldn’t bear to force him out, so she waited a while for him to fall asleep before carefully slipping out of his grip, getting dressed, and heading out herself.

As expected, it was bustling inside the yard.

William was there playing around with Anne, and the Kawn and Nixon families had sent people over too.

The families were used to visiting each other for the festivities. The people coming were young, but they did bring a fresh bit of joy to the place.

Upon entering, Max first greeted the old lady and the old man, got his presents, then came in and saw Natalia coming out. “Happy holidays, Natalia! Where’s Archie?”

Natalia chuckled. “Still sleeping. Why are you here so early?”

“I come around at about this time every year so I’m used to it.”