As soon as she stepped into the living room of the House of Wright, she saw Evan Brown sitting on the opposite lounge chair reading the newspaper.
He was already dignified, and he wore a military uniform, which made him look more solemn and majestic.
She pursed her lips and said, "Grandpa."
At these words, Evan didn't even raise his eyebrows, as if he hadn't heard, and continued to read the newspaper.
His attitude was expected, so she didn't think much of it.
Lainey is making coffee, her delicate face, which has been pampered for years, is mature and charming
She called out again, "Mom."
"You're back?" Lainey's attitude was better. "I have asked the servants to clean up the room. She will take you there later."
Just then, a charming voice sounded. "Auntie, is she Brother Beau's wife?"
Then, the beautiful black figure appeared in front of Harriet and looked her up and down.
Then, Elaine frowned and said with some dislike, "She looks plain. Why does Brother Beau like her?"
"Elaine!" Lainey's voice was a little harsh. She turned to look at Harriet again and said, "Elaine is young, and her words and temper are very straightforward. Please show tolerance for her."
Harriet smiled faintly, looked at Elaine, and then said, "Mom, I know, but Miss Elaine is really beautiful. So beautiful. I'll go to the room premier."
Elaine did not hear the implication. She really thought that she was praising her. Such a person was not qualified to compete with her for Brother Beau!
So what if they got married? She could still divorce them!
Lainey's hand, which was pouring coffee, paused for a moment, but she returned to normal and said lightly, "Go ahead."
The room was very spacious. In front of the French window was a lush forest. All the leaves had fallen, covered with a layer of white snow. It was very beautiful.
However, Harriet was not in the mood to appreciate it. Living here was a kind of torture for her.
She took a shower first. After that, she sat on the sofa in a bathrobe and watched TV.
Footsteps were heard. She turned around in surprise and saw Beau untying his tie with one hand, long legs striding in.
She sat still on the sofa, watching TV.
Beau raised his eyebrows, but stood in front of her. His thin lips moved, and his voice was low. "Mrs. Wright, unbutton the shirt."
Harriet lowered her chin and gently patted his hand. She said grumpily, "Isn't Chairman Wright free?"
"I'm a little tired. Also, there are too many buttons on the shirt. It's a waste of time..." He slightly pinched his left hand between his eyebrows, but his right hand pulled her forcefully and stood up.
“……” Harriet gritted her teeth and said, "Don't put on so many buttons!"
How could the president of Tranton, Mr. Wright, be so lazy? She was really experienced!
He put her hand on the shirt button on her chest and said with a slight smile, "I'm very satisfied with the nude running, as Mrs. Wright wishes."
"Not serious!" Harriet cursed in a low voice, but her hands still moved to unbutton the buttons.
With a smile in his black eyes, he looked down from above. Obviously, she had just taken a shower. Her pale cheeks were pink, her dark hair with droplets of water against her cheeks so attraction.
The bathrobe was too big for her, and all her delicate collarbone fell outside.
However, she didn't notice the change in his eyes and body. She just unbuttoned her shirt.
Beau's hand moved and was about to land on her waist when there was a knock on the door. Then, the door of the room was pushed open.
Standing at the door of the room was Elaine, holding a fruit tray in her hand.
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