Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 430


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 430


    Reba had no respect for the two girls, only envy and defiance. Thinking that her daughter must


    have hated the idea, Esme nodded in great difficulty, admitting to their n for their daughter.


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    “I have the same thoughts!”


    “For real?” Esme was surprised to learn that.


    “Yes. I think it’s a good n. If I marry into the Lowry Family, I could even help our family.” Reba


    looked ecstatic.


    “Sure. Let’s get moving after your dad gets hold of Mason’s number!” Esme studied Reba’s


    expression and was shocked at the change in her daughter. Before this, Reba was more mellow.


    How did she turn aggressive after two months of staying in Sandfort with Emily?


    Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Magnus appeared with a note in his hand. Apparently, he had


    gotten Mason’s private number, and his eyes sparkled in excitement. “Reba, you have to keep this


    safe! The earlier we make a move, the more it will help ourpany.”


    Although the Lowrys had agreed to work with the Davis Corporation, the senior executives of Davis


    Corporation were transferred here from the Lowry Family Conglomerate. All loyal and shrewd, they


    kept an eye on Magnus’s movements. He could not hold business talks with anypany in secret, let


    alone doing it publicly. However, if Reba became Mason’s wife, this issue would be solved in no


    time.


    At that time, otherpanies would flock to work with Davis Corporation out of respect for Mrs. Lowry.


    With the note in her hand, Reba gripped it tightly as she shed a confident smile at her father.


    “Dad, don’t worry! Wait for my good news!”


    With that, she had vowed to conquer the man.


    At the Lowry Residence in Sandfort City, J went out to MX’s base again and only returned at night.


    ording to Lara, an unknown organization was investigating J, and that would ce her in a


    dangerous situation.


    Despite Lara’s warning, J had nothing to fear. If they have to run an investigation, it shows that


    they are not a threat to me. Still, she made a mental note to cover her movements so that Manson


    wouldn’t find out.


    In the evening, Mason and his subordinates rushed back from the Lowry Family Conglomerate just in


    time for dinner. Seeing him, the housekeeper served them some appetizers and snacks.


    “Miss Jackson, have you picked your major?” ck Python suddenly asked her out of curiosity. In the


    past few days, everything about J had been trending on Twitter. Even though Mason had helped to


    erase a lot of the tweets, he still could not fight the wave of public interest in her.


    J reached out and picked up a piece of pastry from the tray with her fair hand. Next, she brought it


    to Mason’s lips and replied to ck Python, “Yeah, I have picked mine.”


    Reading the newspaper, Mason was momentarily surprised by her sudden action, after which he raised


    a brow and took a bite.


    White Python red at ck Python with a mocking smile. “Aren’t you aware of Miss J’s


    capability? Does she need you to worry about her?”


    Even Young Master Mason is not worried about her at all. Why would ck Python be a busybody?


    “Miss Jackson, you must have picked to major in Medicine. Am I right?” White Python giggled and


    asked. J’s medical skills were widely known across the Lowry Family, and anyone could easily


    rattle off her legendary handling of cases.


    ck Python rolled his eyes at White Python. Did you just call me a busybody? You are quite the


    busybody too!


    J lifted her perfectly shaped brows and stared at Mason lovingly as she replied half-heartedly to


    the others, “You’re one-third correct.”


    “One-third, correct? Why so?” Her odd answer piqued Mason’s curiosity, but he still sounded aloof as


    usual. In contrast to his calmness, ck Python and White Python stared at J with perplexed


    looks.


    “Idiot!” She chuckled and continued feeding him the pastry. “Take a bite, and I’ll tell you.”


    Mason was frustrated but found her hrious. Does she not know that I hate sweets? Anyway, these


    pastries taste different because she’s the one feeding it to me.


    Smiling gently, he took the pastry into his mouth, and his tongue flirted around with J’s slender


    fingers.