Chapter 382


    Charlie continued. “The major families in Centrolis all have their eyes on the plot ofnd, wanting to


    get a cut of profit there.


    “So, the joint hospital project is worth an attempt.”


    “Mm, I know,” answered Rowan.


    Currently, the hospital was secondary in priority to him. It was of utmost importance to meet


    Cordelia, talk to her, and have a proper look at her. He would be content then.


    Actually, before he went to see Cordelia, he had already gone to the University of Centrolis to sneak


    a look at Carter.


    His son was doing so well. He was young but was intelligent and eager to learn—a talent in the


    making. He had also gotten into the medical department and was innately gifted in research.


    Rowan was pleased. For some reason, though, his favor for his son was far from his affection for


    his daughter… He always thought that boys should be able to take hardships and not be doted on,


    while girls would be the apple of their fathers’ eyes and should be indulged and pampered.


    He chuckled. A hint of warmth crossed his weathered face.


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    “Give word that I haven’t made up my mind with whom to work yet.” He chortled. “They’lle to


    me by then!”


    Charlie hesitated. The other major families were fine, but the Hamertons were prideful since their


    ancestors’ time.


    “I’m afraid Mr. Zephyr won’t contact you first.” Charlie smiled. “He’s waiting for you to bow down


    first!”


    “Is this a joke!?” Rowan was offended and raised his voice. “Does that b*stard even have regard for


    his father-inw?!”


    “Mr. Irwin, if I remember correctly, Matthew Hamerton called him a b*stard the other day, and you—”


    “I’m allowed to do it!” Rowan red at him. “Not others!”


    Charlie grinned without saying anything. Rowan actually approved of this son-inw. It was just that


    they had misunderstandings standing between them. Who knew when they would be able to


    resolve them?


    …


    Cordelia got to have Helen’s homemade meal at noon as she had wished.


    “Have more if you like!” Helen looked at her lovingly.


    Cordelia dug in. As the steaming soup and rice greeted her, beads of sweat dotted the tip of her


    nose.


    “You seem to have a good appetite recently!” Helen said with a beam, “You aren’t pregnant, are


    you?”


    Cordelia froze before she winced. The two things that Helen was most concerned with recently


    were one, if she was healthy, and two, if she had a baby in her.


    “Not yet.” She blushed. “Zephyr says he doesn’t want a kid for now.”


    “Oh.” Helen nodded in thoughts. “It’s good too. Heh… I think it’s nice that you two are still in your


    honeymoon phase. Since you don’t want a child yet, I need to make adjustments to my soups…


    Hmm, I’ll add nourishment to Mr. Zephyr’s!”


    “Um…” Cordelia smiled. “Then don’t go too heavy-handed, or he’ll get nosebleeds.”


    As they chatted, noises sounded outside the door. Cordelia knew that it was Mona making a ruckus


    out there just by listening.


    There was an empty storeroom behind the bookshelf, so Cordelia gestured for Helen to stay inside.


    “Liars! You’re all liars!” Mona screamed as she barged in.


    The few assistants failed to hold her back and could only nod at Cordelia awkwardly when they saw


    her.


    The small-time celebrities who passed by the office looked over like they were catching a show too.


    Mona’s heels cked against the floor as she stomped toward Cordelia haughtily.


    “There’s no director! You lied to me!”


    “I never said that the director would be on that show,” Cordelia said with a smile. “And you already


    know that Ms. Lulham doesn’t do variety shows.”


    “You…” Mona widened her eyes. “Then your call with her…”