Chapter 315 Madam Shaw The Guru


    George''s humbleness had instead escted the barb i n Madam Shaw’s gaze.


    She took a nce at him before saying in a patronizing tone, "It’ll be more difficult for both of you t o


    find a job since you''re older, but your son looks robust. Hmm, if he''s an honest person and is willing


    to work hard, I can find him a job. After all, you''re rted to Susie. I should help out anyway." 1


    She sounded like she was giving charity. Madam Shaw honestly thought that she was doing Susan


    a huge favor by offering her help.


    Finding Oliver a job... Julian arched his brow, floored b y his mother’s absurdity. In spite of it, he


    took a sip calmly without the intention to exin.


    His mother had left the business sphere for far too many years, but her character grew more


    domineering and brittle. What happened today would do her good a s a lesson to remember.


    Contrasting Julian''sposure, Susan blinked. She wanted to speak up but was stopped by Luna


    with her gaze.


    Luna asked with a smile, "Oh, what kind of job would Madam Shaw be introducing my son to?"


    "I''m curious as well." Oliver meant it genuinely.


    Madam Shaw lifted her eyes coolly. "You''re healthy, yes?"


    "Quite so," Oliver agreed.


    "Any expertise that you specialize in?” asked Madam Shaw.


    "Expertise?" Oliver hesitated. "Does it count that I''m good at fighting?"


    Madam Shaw actually took a moment to think before answering, "I can introduce you to a


    bodyguard job. With my referral, you can easily earn over tens of thousands a month given that


    you''re skilled."


    Oliver looked quite speechless then, but Anna''s interest was piqued. She looked at Madam Shaw


    with bright eyes. "What about me? Madam Shaw, can you find me a job too? I can fight as well."


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    Madam Shaw scanned Anna. "Bodyguardpanies usually don’t take women. Girls can take up


    simple jobs like a clerk or something. Four to five thousand dors a month is guaranteed. It''s not


    much, but it''s enough to feed the family.”


    "Four to five thousand dors? Why should I make less than half than him..." Anna was vexed.


    Oliver raised his brow, preening. “This is our difference."


    "Pft." Anna waved her ws at Oliver.


    "Stop messing around." Luna looked at her children, sessfully quieting both Oliver and Anna.


    She then looked toward Madam Shaw with a smile. "Thank you for your kind thoughts, Madam


    Shaw. We should be alright for now though. My son already has a job while Anna''s in no hurry for


    one since she just graduated from college."


    Madam Shaw squinted her eyes. This rtive of Susan''s was elegant. One would actually take her


    as a rich wife at a nce, but since she was Susan’s rtive, she was probably an ordinary person.


    Madam Shaw responded casually, "Up to you. But my promise stands. If you need any help in the


    future, I''ll still offer it for Susie."


    "Sure, thank you for that, Madam Shaw.” Luna thanked her naturally.


    Her humility prodded Madam Shaw''s urge to speak as she transformed into a guru with a chuckle.


    "Actually, we''re all divided into sses. I can understand your intention to ascend into the upper


    ss by leveraging Susie, but you have to be mindful. We can help with average requests, but if


    you step over the line, that won''t do."


    “Since your daughter''s graduated college, she should look for a job soon. Children from poorer


    families start hustling earlier. She has no right to be stubborn. You shouldn’t spoil her too much.


    "Your son looks strong, but just being strong won''t cut i 1.1 think you should make him pick up some


    skills.


    Just look at theborers who only know how to carry bricks on construction sites. They toil from


    morning t o night every day, but they cannot even make ten thousand dors a month. Masters with


    expertise, on the other hand, can make thirty to forty thousand dors per month. We specialize in


    construction. If your son has the intention to venture into this field, I can help out.


    "Also..."


    Madam Shaw turned into a life coach.


    Luna actually smiled all the while she spoke, even asionally nodding and agreeing to her.


    Hermendable attitude made Madam Shaw approve her slightly more.


    "I didn''t expect you to be so courteous," Madam Shaw said with a smile. "If you’re free in the future,


    we wee you to visit Susie more often."


    "That’s great, thanks," Luna responded politely.


    Madam Shaw was pleased, feeling smug as she thought that she had control over the scene just


    now. After a while, however, there was an inkling that something was not right somewhere. Why


    was everyone else not talking other than Luna? And their expressions were puzzling too.


    While Madam Shaw was fiddling with her doubt, Julian finally put down the tea that he had been


    sipping on leisurely. "Let’s prepare for dinner."


    "Yes, yes, dinner," Susan quickly chorused.


    The dinner for the holiday was a feast.


    Julian turned on the television while the rest of the people poured into their seats.


    Seemingly feeling that she could find a chatting partner in Luna, Madam Shaw took her ce


    beside the woman. "Right, I don’t know how to address you guys yet."


    "I''m Luna Wright, this is my husband, George Wright, my son, Oliver, and my daughter Anna," Luna


    introduced with a smile.


    "I see." Madam Shaw nodded, not noticing anything with the names. After all, she was not


    interested in current events. Other than the Prime Minister’s name which everyone knew, others


    might not be aware of the other ministers in the cab except for those who paid attention.


    Steaming dishes were served on the table as Madam Shaw said with a smile, “Help yourselves


    tonight.


    There must be a lot on the table that you guys haven’t seen, yes? Look at this skan Crab, it’s not


    an ordinary crab. It''s specially airlifted here in the morning from a specific ind that farms them


    overseas. The size and the texture are all the best. But this crab is more of a hassle when you eat


    it..." 1


    Madam Shaw went on with her talk while Luna nodded from time to time. Her impressed look


    prompted Madam Shaw''s motivation to speak even more. If one did not pay attention to the actual


    content of the conversation, both of them looked like they were having a good time.


    Susan was high on alert listening to them and could not help tugging Julian''s sleeve. "Julian, Mom,


    she...”


    "Don’t worry." Julian looked unperturbed.


    He was, however, impressed when he looked toward Luna. An ex-minister of foreign affairs indeed.


    He knew that his mother was a tough character to handle but Luna made it seem so easy to mingle


    with her.


    Watching how they were happily engaged in conversation, Julian turned on the television and all o f


    them watched the program while they had dinner.


    It was almost tradition for all Canadians to watch the evening show on this holiday.