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Chapter 371 “Look at that sweet smile. Did your husband send you a message?”
Jasmine teased her best friend.
She was happy when she saw Serenity and Mr. York getting closer to each other. She was looking forward to the
two having a wedding soon so she could be the bridesmaid at their wedding banquet.
“Our guest room doesn‘t have a bed and cabinet yet. He received a bonus and transferred fifteen thousand for me
to buy a bed,
closet, bedding, and whatnot.
“Mrs. Lane, I‘ll take you shopping after Sonny has his afternoon nap, and that‘ll be after lunch. They‘re for you, so
you should pick them out yourself.”
Mrs. Lane laughed. “I‘m not picky. I‘ll be fine with just having a place to stay.” “That won‘t do. You have to live
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcomfortably. Your boss gave us money to buy stuff for you, so we don‘t have to scrimp and save for him. Pick
furniture that‘s of good quality.”
Serenity thought that if Mrs. Lane did a good job, it meant a long term employment relationship for them. They
would be living together like a family, so they could not treat her unfairly. Looking at the time, Serenity asked Elisa,
“Are you staying for lunch?”
Elísa remembered that she would no longer be going to Wiltspoon Hotel to wait for Zachary, but she did not want to
go home either. Thus, she answered casually, “Sure, I‘ll stay for lunch.”
Serenity told Mrs. Lane to cook for one more person.
“I‘ll go cook now, Ms. Hunt.”
Serenity watched her nephew play with toys happily and said, “Go ahead. I‘ll look after Sonny.”
As soon as Mrs. Lane entered the kitchen, she hurriedly took out her phone and sent a message to Zachary.
(Mr. Zachary, Ms. Stone is here. Missus asked her to stay for lunch, and she agreed.) Zachary transferred the
money to Serenity after his meeting and went through several important documents. He was just about to pack up
and leave work early to have lunch with his wife when he received the message from Mrs. Lane. He instantly felt as
if he was doused in a basin of ice water, chilling him from head to toe. “Elisa Stone, you really are like a ghost
haunting us.”
She was either pestering him or hogging his wife. Tough luck for both of them to have met Elisa in this life. Zachary
tossed the car keys back on the table and sat back down. Elisa was in Serenity‘s store, so he naturally could not go.
Ring ring ring… His phone rang. It was from his grandmother.
“Nana.”
“Zack, Elisa is in Serenity‘s shop, so don‘t go over for lunch.”
After a moment of silence, Zachary asked, “How do you know?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I missed my granddaughter-in–law and wanted to visit her, but I saw Elisa‘s car parked in front of the store, so I
quickly slipped
away.”
Old Mrs. York sounded downhearted.
With Elisa in the store, she could not even spend time with her granddaughter–in–law.
“It‘s all your fault Zack. If not for you, I wouldn‘t have to sneak around like this. It‘s like I‘m a thief.”
Zachary was silent for a moment. “Nana, I haven‘t even gotten mad at Elisa hogging my wife, but you‘re blaming it
on me?” “Oh, did you just say ‘my wife‘? Did you two get closer? When will I be able to hold my great–
granddaughter soon? “Tell Serenity that our family doesn‘t have enough daughters and let her be the first to give
me a fat and chubby great granddaughter like her. Make sure she doesn‘t turn out to be like you, or she won‘t be
cute.”.
It would be fine if it was a great–grandson like Zachary. Boys were colder and gave people a more dignified aura.
However, it would not be cute for a girl to have an expressionless face.
Old Mrs. York already disdained her eldest grandson‘s stoic and icy look. She did not want to have a great–
granddaughter who was just as cold as he was.