In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

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Chapter 69 Consider Xander

“I was busy,” Grace said with a smile.

Hestia had always been close to Grace’s mother. After both of Grace’s parents had passed away,

Hestia and her husband, Raymond Fulton, had been the ones who had taken care of Grace and her

siblings.

It was only after Grace had turned 18 years old that Hestia stopped worrying about her and started

traveling the world.

She had always been a mother figure to Grace during her childhood, so Grace had always considered

her family.

Grace looked around and smirked at Hestia. “Aunt Hestia, where’s Uncle Raymond?”

“Why are we talking about him?” Hestia pretended to be angry. “Don’t mention that guy.‘

“Okay.” Grace tried not to laugh. Hestia and Raymond Fulton were like cats and dogs. They would

always bicker when they were together but worry about each other when they weren’t.

When they had been younger, they had gotten divorced in the heat of an argument.

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But Raymond had immediately regretted it. Thus, he had begun his hard–knock life of trying to get his

wife back.

He hadn’t even cared about managing his company, Fulton Group, anymore. He had dumped it on

Xander, who hadn’t even turned 18 years old at the time, and started following his wife around the

world.

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“Grace, Aaron told me about your divorce. Why are you still treating marriage like a game when you’re

already such a big girl?” Hestia tapped Grace’s nose, looking at her fondly.

“What did I teach you? If you get bullied, you need to fight back,” Hestia said. “You’re my precious girl.

Fulton Group and Amirate Corporation’s got your back.”

“I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want my family to worry.” Grace said pitifully and .clung to

Hestia’s arm even more tightly. “I’m sorry.”

It wasn’t that Grace never showed signs of weakness. She just thought her gentle side was reserved

for her loved ones.

Hestia suddenly sighed after Grace’s sincere apology, prompting her to ask, “What’s wrong, Aunt

Hestia?”

Hestia stroked Grace’s hair. “Given how close your mother and I were, you should have been my

daughter–in–law, and you wouldn’t have suffered so much.

“But the Donegans had beat me to it back then. It’s my fault. I’ve been so focused on traveling

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“That’s all in the past now.

Grace teared up, then leaned on Hestia and said fondly, “You and Uncle Raymond are just like my

parents. I’m not missing out on anything with you two around.”

“Gracie, since you’re single now, would you like to consider Xander? He’s tall, handsome, and mature. I

really should arrange a meeting between you two.

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“And if you hit it off with him, I’ll even organize a wedding on the spot.” The more Hetia spoke, the more

emotional she got. “What do you say, Gracie? Come on, answer me.

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There was silence. The only thing Hestia could hear was the sound of Grace’s even breathing. Hestia

paused, then took Grace’s hand and smiled.

“Rest, then. You’ve had a long day,” she said.

Grace slept well that night. The next day, she woke up early and followed Hestia to the photography

exhibition.

Hestia wasn’t just the mother of Xander Fulton, the president of Fulton Group. She was also Sunny,

one of the top three travel bloggers on Instagram.

The photos she had taken were hailed by the art world as irreplicable classics. This exhibition was

about her travel experiences.

Both art lovers and those who wanted to curry favor with Fulton Group fought tooth and nail for a ticket,

so the gallery had sold half a year’s worth of tickets within a single day.

“Aunt Hestia, did you really bump into a tribal chief in the Azantian rainforest?” “Would I lie to you?

Look, that’s a photo of him right there.” Hestia led Grace to a photo. Just then, Grace spotted Benjamin

and Yvonne in the distance out of the corner of her eye. Benjamin stood straight among the crowd with

a distant gaze and an intimidating look, appearing as elegant as ever to outsiders.

Yvonne, on the other hand, was already showing. She was wearing a Chanel outfit and had a hand on

her belly whenever she walked. She was an eyesore for Grace.

Grace’s smile froze on her face as coldness enveloped her entire being.

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