Chapter 671


    In The Wilson Group.


    Jasper was attending a high-level meeting hosted by his father. His father wanted him to experience more and feel the


    atmosphere of such a meeting. He hoped that Jasper could easily control the high-level meetings in the future.


    Halfway through the meeting, Jasper''s phone vibrated. Even through his pants, he could feel the phone vibrating. His legs were


    numb as messages kepting in.


    Half an hourter, Jasper followed Trevon out of the conference room.N?velDrama.Org copyrighted ? content.


    Trevon, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around. He suddenly made a decision and nced


    at his son, who had his head lowered. "You''ll preside over the meeting tomorrow."


    Seeing his son looking at him with his phone, Trevon was wearing a ck suit with one hand in his pocket. He raised his


    eyebrows and asked, "What? Can''t you?"


    There was silence for a few seconds.


    Jasper hid the phone in the pocket of his suit and looked at Trevon.


    Compared to Trevon''s aura, Jasper was not inferior at all. In terms of age, Jasper won. His aura was not weak, nor was he


    afraid. He simply replied, "Sure."


    If one had topare the father and son, then Jasper''s current pressure was not as strong as Trevon''s. This was also why


    Trevon wanted to train his son.


    Upon hearing this, Trevon smiled. Jim, who was beside him, gave Jasper a thumbs up as an encouragement. He thought to


    himself, ‘They are so alike as father and son.’


    Jasper returned to his office and sat down in his office chair. The chair was the same as Trevon.


    He unlocked his phone and clicked on WhatsApp. Arge group of photos filled the screen. From the photos, it could be seen


    that the person who took the photos had his eyes closed. The photos taken were not something that could be described in a few


    words.


    He couldn''t bear to look at it at all, and it even upied his storage.


    In one of the photos, Olivia''s eyes were closed and her mouth was still open. This photo was really...


    He casually swiped the screen to look for something. He scrolled twice and looked at it carefully. After a while, he typed a few


    words on the screen. [Olivia. Bring some cranberry biscuits back.]


    Olivia received a reply. [OK.]


    At the orphanage, Olivia told everyone the message she had received from her brother. "I''ll make it together. My brother said he


    wants to eat cranberry biscuits."


    Hearing this, Ruby''s hand that was holding the tray paused for a few seconds. She looked at the few biscuits on the table and


    smiled gently. "I''ll make moreter. Olivia, bring more back for Lena to try. Nona, bring some back too."


    Ste said, "Alright, we still have the materials anyway. Alex, we''ll bring some back. We can also post it."


    As they spoke, the few of them began to work together. Although Liam''s photography skills were not very good, he did not stay


    idle. He kept taking photos of everyone making biscuits and sending them to therge group.


    At night.


    After volunteering for a day, Olivia sat on the bed and yed her phone. When she came back today, Ste said that she was


    going to Mosnd to y on May Day. She was a little tempted.


    She also wanted to go. She was looking at Mosnd''s special tourist area.


    There was a sudden knock on the door.


    Thinking it was her mother, she gripped the phone and looked up at the door. "Come in, Mom," she called. "My door isn''t locked."


    The moment the door opened, she realized that it was her brother in dark blue pajamas. She asked suspiciously, "Jasper, why


    are you looking for me?"


    Jasper nced at the phone in his sister''s hand and said without changing his expression, "Dad said that your phone has been


    updated. He and Uncle added some functions. I''m here to take a look."


    "Is it?"


    Olivia picked up her phone and opened the phone app to see what new functions her uncle had added to her new phone. Jasper


    said, "You don''t knowputer technology. Let me take a look. I''ll return it to you in five minutes."


    “If you want to steal Uncle''s skills, you can just tell him directly."


    Although Olivia said that, she still generously handed her phone to her brother. "Here, put it at the head of the bed for me after


    you see it. I''m going to sleep. | still have ss tomorrow morning. Oh, right, Ste said that she is going to Mosnd on May


    Day. Jasper, can you go? If you can, we can go together. | want to go too."


    Jasper was holding his sister''s phone in his hand. He did not look very interested and replied calmly, "Let''s talk about itter."


    Jasper, who had walked to the door, suddenly turned back. When he came in, he saw the biscuits by his sister''s bed. He bent


    down and took them away. "Go to sleep."


    Seeing that his brother had taken the biscuits away, Olivia said, "I forgot." She had been so focused on studying May Day''s


    journey that she had forgotten to give her brother the biscuits.


    "Oh, these biscuits were all made by Ruby. She said that you don''t like anything too sweet, so she made them alone. The


    biscuits | gave Mom was made by me and Ste. They''re sweeter and are produced in different batches."


    He looked down at the transparent box in his hand and could clearly see that the biscuits inside had been ced neatly. They


    looked delicious. He said faintly, "Yes, sleep early."


    With that, he turned around and left his sister''s room, closing the door behind him. The three children''s phone passwords were


    known to each other.


    However, what Olivia did not know was that Jasper''s phone password had long been changed.


    After the door was closed, Olivia crawled into bed and really went to sleep.


    Jasper, who had returned to his room, stood at the window. He opened the biscuit box and picked up a biscuit that was filled with


    the fragrance of cranberries. He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed. It was sweet and delicious. It was slightly sweet but not


    greasy. It was delicious.


    Looking at a certain point in the distance, he smiled and chewed. His hand turned on his sister''s phone. He did not look at the


    settings or the functions added to the phone. Instead, he opened the photo album immediately.


    Half an hourter.


    Jasper gently ced the phone on his sister''s bedside. Seeing that his sister''s hand was not stuffed under the nket, he bent


    down and stuffed his sister''s hand under the nket to help cover her.


    Olivia, who had just fallen asleep, felt that someone was covering her with a nket in a daze. Subconsciously, she said


    gloomily, "Jasper, are you done?"


    "Yes, go to sleep. I''ll send you to school tomorrow." During this period of time, Trevon did not let his daughter drive a motorcycle.


    Olivia actually did not hear what her brother was saying. For someone like her who would doze off on time, she should have


    been sleeping at this time. She casually replied, "Okay."


    Seeing that she agreed, Jasper left the room.


    "Is Olivia asleep?" He came out and bumped into Trevon, who wasing out of the study.


    "Yeah."


    The man, who had one hand on the doorknob and was about to return to his room to hug his wife to sleep, paused in the act of


    opening the door. He looked at his son''s handsome facial features and was a little proud. He praised him stingily, "The proposal


    submitted today is fine."


    It was not bad. He rarely praised people. This was already unprecedented. Jasper was not so happy for his father''s praise. His


    expression was calm. He was still far from his goal. "Okay."


    The next day, Jasper sent his sister to school. After school, Trevon picked her up. This continued until the end of April.


    During this period, Jasper did not go to the studio. Olivia went there several times. Before she went, Jasper would instruct her


    not to speak nonsense.


    He also said that if Ruby asked, she should say that he was fighting.


    Due to the impending holiday of May Day, the parent-teacher conference at the Athana High School was brought forward. The


    parent-teacher conference, originally scheduled for mid-May, was now scheduled for the end of April.


    At the Roberts’ Vi.


    Because of the change in the time of the parent-teacher meeting, Cyril was caught off guard.


    In the room, he was as anxious as there were ants in his pants. He kept wandering around the room. His phone had been


    confiscated. Today, the teacher had only briefly exined it and had not informed him in the group chat. He nned to let his


    aunt participate. In other words, Natalie would go to school in advance. This way, when the notification came, he could tell his


    parents that his aunt had already gone over.


    He followed the usual rules of elementary school. However, he borrowed his sister''s phone and called his aunt several times, but


    no one answered. He called his sister Olivia, who said that she had not returned home and had been staying on campus


    recently.


    He did not dare to make a call to his uncle. His father would probably know that he was up to no good as soon as the call ended.


    Nona stood at the side with her phone in her hand. She reminded him, "Cyril, the teacher said that she will call every parent in


    this parent-teacher meeting."


    Cyril was speechless. ''Were teachers nowadays so generous with their phone bills?’ He thought.


    Was it so easy to earn money? He was too profuse.


    Ten minutester, Cyril came out of his sister''s room and went downstairs. He coughed dryly and sat down on the sofa. He


    nced at his father, who was leaning against his mother''s head and looking at his phone. He smiled so happily that Cyril was


    too embarrassed to look.


    Grace looked up and saw his grandson looking like he wanted to say something but hesitated. Just looking at him made her feel


    ufortable. Nona sat down beside her brother.


    "What''s the matter?" Grace asked.


    Cyril scratched his neck and moved his shoulders. "Yes, here is the thing. Well, who will go to the parent-teacher meeting the


    day after tomorrow?"


    Cyril couldn''t speak clearly, and Frank didn''t hear everything. After listening for a while, he straightened up and looked away from


    the phone. He looked at his son, who was speaking unclearly and hiding important words. "Straighten your tongue and say it. |


    have time. Speak word by word."


    Cyril was speechless. There was no need for that.


    Seeing that Nona’''s brother did not speak, she said, "Dad, Mom, the teacher said that there will be a parent-teacher meeting the


    day after tomorrow. Brother and | want to ask who will attend the meeting the day after tomorrow."


    “Parents'' meeting? So early this year?" Frank leaned back on the sofa and took in his son''s nervousness. He had a n in his


    heart. Ava also looked at her son and daughter.


    William rmended himself. "It''s a parent-teacher meeting. Frank, you''ve been quite busy recently. | don''t have much to do. I''ll


    go."


    Grace red at William. His thoughts were too obvious.


    William rubbed his nose guiltily.


    Ava saw that his son would nce at Frank and her from time to time. It was obvious that his performance in school was not


    very good. He was probably afraid that his father would find out about his condition and was afraid of being beaten.


    If he knew that he was going to be beaten up, why couldn''t he be a good student like Nona? This was something that Ava


    couldn''t understand. When she was young, she and her brother Joseph''s results were very good, so she had never experienced


    the need for her parents to beat her, or the need to consider who would attend the parent-teacher meeting.


    When she was young, her parents attended her and her brother''s parents’ meeting. No matter how busy they were, they would


    not be absent.


    It was obvious that they could attend together. Frank might be in a bad mood if he went alone. Ava also rmended herself.


    "I''ll go."


    Upon hearing Ava say that she was going, Frank clearly saw his son heave a sigh of relief. Cyril loosened his grip and Frank


    smiled. "No need. None of you need to go. | will participate."


    Cyril refused. "Dad, why don''t you go next time?" He would try to do better next time. It was a little awkward to have his butt split


    open. It was not easy for him to recover. He did not want to experience it a second time.


    Frank looked at his nervous son with a faint smile. He pretended to be calm and said, "I told Mr. Hawk a week ago that | would


    attend the parent-teacher meeting this semester. Your teacher already knew about it. Didn''t he tell you?"


    "Or do you want to change me?"


    Everyone was speechless.


    Grace predicted that his son would definitely attend this parent-teacher conference, but she did not expect that he had already


    communicated with the teacher. "Did you contacted E alone?”


    William thought, "Is my son so proactive now? Looks like he''s serious."


    Just as everyone thought that Frank had contacted E alone, Frank smiled and said, "| won''t contact other women alone except


    my family. E is Jim''s wife."


    William was a little surprised. "Why didn''t you say so earlier?"


    "To create an opportunity for you to destroy the school''s atmosphere?" Frank asked William. This was the reason why he


    deliberately did not say it back then.


    Cyril rolled his eyes. There was a hint


    of joy in his eyes, as if he had found a


    direction in his confusion. Frank


    caught this litt expression Sn?


    exbingaished it. "You don''t have to


    think about ttering Mr. Hawk. I''ve


    made a deal with your uncle. I''ll


    increase his year-end bonus if your


    score increases. I''ll deduct his bonus


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    Cyril panicked and raised his voice. "Dad, you''re too evil. Teacher E is Teacher E, and Mr. Hawk is Mr. Hawk. They have


    nothing to do with each other at all. How can his sry be deducted?"


    Frank said naturally and did not feel that it was inappropriate at all. "Husband and wife are united. Fortune and misfortune


    complement each other.”


    This time, Cyril gave up. He got up angrily and went upstairs. "I''m going to do my homework."


    Nona also stood up. "I''ll help him check his homework."


    After the children went upstairs, Ava turned to Frank and asked with a frown, "Frank, did you really threaten E and the others?"


    Frank replied and nced at his parents. "Yes."


    Ava felt that this was wrong, but her inws were here, so she didn''t say anything.


    No one liked being threatened.


    After a while, a message came in from Ava''s phone. It was from Frank, who was sitting beside her. "I didn''t do what | just said. |


    was just scaring the brat, but | told Jim to let his wife be more strict."


    After reading all the information, a smile appeared on Ava''s face again. She smiled foolishly at Frank, and Frank could not help


    but reach out to squeeze her hand.


    When Mr. and Mrs. Roberts saw it, they felt that it was time for them to go upstairs. "We''ll go to the study to deal with


    something."


    Frank said, "Yeah."


    In an instant, only Ava and Frank were left in the living room. Ava leaned on Frank''s shoulder. "You scared me to death just now.


    | thought you threatened the teacher."


    Frank picked up her hand and yed with it one by one. He was not tired of it at all. His voice was gentle. "No, | won''t do


    anything you don''t like."


    He didn''t want to see her unhappy. He just wanted her to be happy.


    Ava''s heart was warmed by Frank''sst sentence. She could not help but want to kiss Frank. She nced at the staircase and


    did so. She gently kissed Frank''s cheek.


    She smiled and changed the topic.


    "Why do you think Cyril''s personality


    has be so mischievous? H


    used to be mi hieyous ther @ was


    aKa BuiltKere were no situations


    where he didn''t want to learn. Cyril


    actually has a good memory. He can


    memorize ancient poems at a young


    age and can calcte very quickly.


    Why is he now at the bottom?"


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    Ava was quite puzzled. She thought about it and analyzed it.


    Looking at Ava''s puzzled expression, Frank smiled and helped her clear her doubts. "I''ve asked around about the ssmates he


    yed with. They''re all in thest five, and none of them have been in the sixth from the bottom. Harper is thest one in his


    upper grade. He''sst but one. There''s no generation gap when they were chatting.”


    Ava was speechless.


    Ava was dumbfounded. Usually,


    people with good grades would not


    be able to understand this kind of


    thing. Frank understead ce 64d als


    best thevast oiGin''a few exams, but


    he was not as bad as his son. When


    he was young, Rose did not know


    how to answer the questions. Her


    parents were busy, and the


    homework he did on behalf of his


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    When he saw Rose being criticized by the teacher for the home work that he helped her blindly, he suddenly went crazy and


    studied.


    It was so that he could teach Rose questions that he did not know. However, he had never told anyone about this, including


    Rose.


    Frank raised his hand and rubbed Ava''s head, then pinched her cheeks that were squeezed together. Cyril''s study were now a


    big problem for the family. The entire family was worried about it. Heforted, "Don''t worry. I''ll make him be one of the top


    students in his ss. | promise, he''ll be Top 10 in the ss."


    From the secondst ce to the ninth ce?


    Ava looked at him in disbelief. She saw that Frank''s eyes were filled with affirmation. He even nodded at her, indicating that he


    was certain.