Chapter 56


    Chapter 56 The Graysons’ Situation


    “Time for dinner, Miss.” A servant came to tell Shirlene.


    She snapped out of her trance. “Okay.”


    She made her way to the resplendent dining hall. Her mother, Queenie Gosling, seemed to be in a


    good mood. She was wearing great clothes that day. “I heard your father took you to meet his clients,


    and he even said he was going to make you the sessor.”


    “Yes. I know what you wish to say. I will not let him down.”


    “Of course, you won’t. Help your father as much as you can,” Queenie said. “You can set your acting


    career aside.”


    Right at this moment, a 12-year-old boy came into the dining hall. “I peed, Mommy. It’s wet…” Despite


    his beautiful outfit, it couldn’t hide the fact that the boy was intellectually challenged.


    Before Queenie said anything, the servant quickly led the boy away. “I’ll change your pants, young


    master.”


    The beautiful Shirlene sat down, looking calm.


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    Queenie handed her a te of foie gras. “Here. It’s your favorite.”


    “Where’s Dad?”


    “He’s at thepany. There’s something he needs to settle. He’ll be back soon,” replied Queenie.


    “We’ll go on without him.”


    Shirlene came to the living room after dinner, and Cavalier Grayson-the boy from earlier, who was also


    her brother-came to her while holding a cup of tea. “Have some tea, Shirlene.”


    She crossed her arms, looking at him. “I’m not thirsty,” she said coolly.


    The boy held the cup up, staring at her. “You’re so pretty. Just like a fairy.”novelxo fast update


    In the end, Shirlene took the cup of tea. She thought, No way Dad’s going to hand thepany over to


    this boy. He’s trash.


    Fox Group stood tall in the darkness, shining like a beacon. It was the ce of all young people’s


    dreams, Some of its employees had clocked out for the day, but the design department was still


    working hard as if they were not tired at all.


    Monica came to thepany after she left Repulse Bay, going through the drafts over and over again


    just toe up with the perfect design. Thanks to her leadership, the designers were working hard as


    well. The deadline was just around the corner, but they were confident they could win.


    Stanley came in the afternoon. In his office, Max reported, “Miss Keller has gone to the design


    department. She’s been workingte with the designers thesest few days. Sometimes, she would


    even pull all- nighters.”


    Stanley was standing before the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back. Oops, I was


    spacing out just now. He snapped out of it and asked, “What was it again?”


    Max repeated the report, and Stanley came to a realization. I see. So, she’s working for both herself


    and me. “And she’s gone to Repulse Bay today,” Max added, though it didn’t garner as much reaction


    from Stanley


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    as he had thought.


    Stanley was calm. He couldn’t care less where she went. He was still ming himself for chiding


    Samuel. I’m his father. I should have done better. He’s just six. I should’ve just talked to him. Children


    are pure and innocent. I should be helping him. Besides, he’s helped thepany.


    In the meantime, Melinda took the children upstairs. Stanley had yet to return.


    “Mommy, you shoulde up with a set of designs, too,” Samuel pleaded. “Pam and I believe you


    can


    do it.”


    “Yeah, Mommy.”


    “Why should I?” Melinda asked. “Not like I’m working for him. He’s not my boss. I’d rather live a


    peaceful life as a SAHM.”


    “I just don’t want people calling you a vige girl. Show them what you got.” Samuel was a little prideful.


    Melinda shrugged. “I don’t care. Though, I like that everyone’s calling me that. Makes me feel special.”


    “But Mommy-”


    “Enough. I won’t do it.” Melinda knew Stanley was still on guard against her. If we don’t trust each


    other, there’s no need to help.


    “It’ste. Why isn’t Daddy back yet? Is he still mad at me?” Samuel couldn’t sleep. He was beset by


    worry.


    “No.” Melinda stroked the boy’s head, smiling. “He’s not that petty. He’s just busy at work. Now, sleep.”


    She then told them a bedtime story.


    It was about 10.00PM when Stanley came home. The car stopped in the yard, and Gael came out with


    a coat in hand. When Stanley got out of the vehicle, Gael draped the coat around his shoulder. “Sir.”