Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 1564

Betty carried a cup of water up the stairs as the Old President held his heart and sighed, thinking about how glorious his life was. In the end, not a single person admitted to it.

"Uncle, did my brother make you angry again?" Betty asked in concern.

"Don't mention him." Old President looked depressed: "Betty, are you used to staying abroad?"

"Fortunately, uncle has arranged everything for me. I have no worries for you. You are sick now, but I can't come back in time to take care of you. I feel very sorry for this." Betty said with a face full of self—blame.

"Betty, I promised your father that I would properly nurture you two siblings. You've really saved a lot of trouble for me than your brother." When Old President saw Betty, his mood became much better, and it made him think of his own daughter and granddaughter that was far away from home.

"Uncle, isn't sister back yet?" Betty asked on behalf of the others.

"I didn't inform her. Forget it, we have nothing to say when she returns, so I didn't let her return." Old President and her daughter were once in a bad mood because of the death of his wife. Their father and daughter relationship did not get along well, and this was also the most heartbreaking thing for Old President.

"Uncle, I've applied for a long leave of absence. I will always accompany you." Betty said in a low voice.

"Alright, Betty, you've grown up. Have you had a boyfriend?" Old President was very pleased and asked her in concern.

"Nope." Betty said shyly.

"What type do you like? Uncle will help you find it. " The Old President asked with a smile.

"No need, Uncle, don't worry about me. I'm not considering having a boyfriend right now, but my family is more important." Betty was a good girl, since she was young she has let people not worry about her, and she would not make friends with others.

"A woman should be married off at the proper age. If you meet a good one, don't let slip it." When the Old President thought that he did not have the chance to attend their wedding, he could not help but feel sorrowful.

Betty nodded: "I understand."

As night fell, a train arrived in a very private restaurant.

Under the protection of a group of bodyguards, Joseph Grant quickly walked into a nearby door.

After passing through a corridor, Joseph Grant saw that the private box's door had been opened. With a smile, he lightly walked in.

"Every time we meet, we have to sneak around as if we were doing something bad." Because he had been standing guard at the border all year round, his skin was a healthy wheat colored color, unlike Joseph Grant's handsome face which had a noble air about it, he had a perfect figure and strong build. If a normal person saw him, they would have felt that he had a kind of oppressing aura.

"Duke, I'm sorry to ask you out at this time." Joseph Grant walked behind him and said softly.

"Inviting me here wouldn't just be a simple treat, right?" Duke stood up and looked him straight in the eye. The two had similar statures, with one wildly unruly, the other elegantly noble.

"I heard that you took the initiative to apply for suspension." Joseph Grant looked at his close friend and sighed softly. "Actually, this isn't your fault. You don't have to do this."

“My uncle has done many wrong things. It has already been four years, and I haven't had a proper rest. Just take it as if I'm begging you, sign it and let me relax once. I promise that after this, I'll definitely work for you.” Duke's application form, which had not been signed, was stuck in Joseph Grant's office. Joseph Grant did not want him to leave his current position. Not only that, he even wanted to promote him, but unfortunately, Duke stubbornly requested for him to do so.

"If you think it through, of course I will sign it. You should know what to do with your uncle." Joseph Grant pulled out a chair and sat down, he extended his hand out and picked up a teacup, poured himself a cup of tea, and handed it over to Duke.

"I already knew in my heart. Two years ago, I knew he would make a mistake, but I didn't expect him to make such a serious mistake. Joseph, I should thank you for your mercy." Duke lowered his head and laughed at himself.

"How is your uncle? After the election, his accounts will still have to be settled. You have to be prepared. " Joseph Grant took a sip of tea and looked at her friend. She saw that his expression was frozen.

"I know." Duke's tone was sorrowful and she clenched her teacup tightly, almost crushing the cup to pieces: "I know all about it."

"He wants to push you to my seat. Do you want to think about it?" Joseph Grant asked after a moment of silence.

"There is no need to think about it. Even if I'm interested in your position, I wouldn't choose to sit on it at this time. It's not like I won't have a chance in the future." Duke laughed at himself.