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Chapter 785 Even though Jaydon was heartbroken, he did not have the time to think too much. He could only get someone to deal with his father’s funeral.
At the same time.
The news had already spread throughout both Venturas and Greyport.
Although the Grimm family had deliberately concealed the news of Tim's death, the news still spread.
Mudvale Bay.
It was the Christmas.
The servants decorated the mansion with a festive atmosphere. It was filled with the atmosphere of Christmas.
The children were on vacation, and all of them were having their great time.
After Bruce rested for a few days, his condition gradually stabilized. Although his wounds had yet to heal, it was not a problem for him to walk.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe servants of the Everett family also saw the news and were all incomparably shocked. After changing shifts, the servants gathered in the dormitory and could not help but discuss, “Oh my god, Mr. Tim actually died of illness?” “It happens so suddenly! Is it true?” “Even the newspapers have reported the news. It can’t be fake.” Hearing the discussion, the dessert chef in the kitchen said in surprise, “Didn’t the Grimm family refute the rumors?” When the gardener in charge of the garden heard this, he said disdainfully, “Come on, Mr. Tim died on the Christmas’s Eve. The Grimm family will definitely conceal the bad news.” “But the paparazzi nowadays are so well-informed. They would not let go of such important news.” “Tsk. Tsk. This is too sudden. Mr. Tim is only in his sixties. He's not old enough to kick the bucket. How did he suddenly die of illness?” “It is the unforeseen that always happens.” “Well. We are all equal in death’s eyes, whatever the age is. It's a pity that Mr. Tim died in his sixties. Alas, the poor and the rich are the same in death's eyes.” A young maid sighed and said, “Stop talking. It's Christmas. It's inauspicious to talk about this.” “Alas, | wonder how Mrs. Everett will feel when she knows this news.” “Shh, stop talking.” “It wasn’t easy for Mr. and Mrs. Everett to reconcile. We don’t want them to have any conflicts because of Mr. Grimm.” “Shut up and don’t discuss anymore.” The servants muttered and complained before they quickly dispersed.
Joanna and Jaydon had been having an affair for a long time, and the two of them were about to get married.
Jaydon even took a bullet for Joanna at the wedding.
Now that his father was dead, Joanna would definitely not be indifferent.
However...
How could Joanna not know such important news? She had already seen the news.
After learning that Jaydon’s father had passed away, Joanna was at a loss and felt uneasy.
She really wanted to call Jaydon.
He must be very sad now.
However, Joanna did not dare to call Jaydon rashly.
Bruce hated Jaydon so much. If Bruce knew that Joanna was on the phone with Jaydon again, with Bruce’s temper, he would probably throw tantrums again.
What was more, it was Christmas.
The entire family was preparing for the Christmas happily. It was better not to spoil the children’s moods.
In the living room downstairs.
Lilia was decorating the Christmas tree, ready to hang some decorations on it.
However, the tree was so tall that she could not hang the decorations up on it.
“Daddy, | want to decorate the tree.” “All right,” Bruce smiled dotingly. He carried Lilia and raised his daughter high enough to reach the top of the Christmas tree.
Lilia carefully hung a pair of red stockings on the tree.
“It's so beautiful. | hope the pair of red stockings can bring good luck to our family.” After Lilia finished speaking, she clapped her hands and prayed sincerely.
Looking at his daughter’s adorable and serious face, Bruce felt that his heart was warm. He kissed Lilia’s little face lovingly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Baby, what are you praying for? Tell me, and I'll help you realize it.” Lilia blinked her big eyes and whispered into her father’s ear, “Well, | hope that Daddy and Mommy will never quarrel again and that our family will never be separated.” When Bruce heard this, his heart melted. “It will defintely come true.” Davian and Irvin were even happier in the living room.
The two of them held their toy guns and chased each other in the living room.
Bang! A plastic bullet hit one of the stockings Lilia had just hung.
And all of a sudden, the stockings fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Lilia cried in anger. “I hate you! Why did you shoot the stockings I just hung?” Bruce felt distreseed when he saw his daughter crying. “Get over here, you two brats.” Seeing that they had caused trouble, Davian and Irvin did not dare to make fun anymore. The two little guys looked at each other and stood rooted to the ground in fear.
When Bruce was angry, he would really beat them up.
The two guys did not dare to imagine what would happen if he slapped them.
That was too terrible.
“Hurry up and come over.” “All right.” “Apologize to Lilia.” The two little guys shrunk their necks and quickly apologized. “Lilia, We're sorry. We didn’t do it on “We'll rehang them for you.” Lilia rubbed her eyes and said, “Alright!” purpose.” “Don’t mess around, you guys., and don’t shoot randomly. If you hit someone, | will teach you a good lesson.” The bullets were made of plastic.
But they would cause terrible damages if they hit someone in the eyes.
Because it was Christmas, Bruce didn’t scold the two guys. He only gave them a verbal warning The two little guys soon started making a fuss again. “Daddy, when are you taking us to practice shooting?” “Daddy, can we go set off fireworks?” “Daddy, | want to go out to sea...” -The children chattered around Bruce.
Being pestered by the children, Bruce didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. But he felt happy.