Her eyes shone as she looked at Grayson Forrest, a bit excitedly saying, "Uncle Forrest, please teach me."
"Since both of them have something on you, and you’re very sensitive about this matter, you definitely can’t confront them directly.
Think of a way to make them fight among themselves, like dogs fighting over a bone.
To put it nicely, you’ll be reaping the benefits like a fisherman."
Faye Townsend bit her lip and thought for a while, yes, why hadn’t she thought of this?
The older ginger is spicier indeed.
But, the two of them are already divorced, so what strategy can she use to make them become adversaries again?
Grayson signaled to a servant, who quickly served soup to Faye.
Faye came to her senses and glanced at the servant, pressing her lips together: "Thank you."
"Faye, eat first, some things can’t be rushed.
In everything in life, one must not be hasty, haste makes waste, remember that."
Faye nodded and smiled: "I understand, Uncle Forrest, I’ll think about this slowly, don’t worry.
And, when it comes to white fungus lotus seed soup, the one your aunt makes is the best."
"Then have some more."
After eating, Faye played two games of chess with the elder Grayson. They were going to play a third game, but knowing she had children to care for at home, he let it go.
"A few days ago, Darnley told me he liked my dogs.
I’ve bought a few more, and in the coming days, let Old Chen find some time to bring the two children here to play."
The servant wheeled Grayson out to send off Faye.
Faye opened the car door and looked at him emotionally: "Uncle Forrest, you really don’t have to spoil them ."
"If I don’t spoil them, then who should I spoil? Don’t worry about it.
This is a matter between my grandchildren and I."
Faye shook her head with a helpless smile: "Alright, I won’t meddle. Isn’t that enough?
Okay, Uncle Forrest, you go back now. I’m leaving, but I’ll visit again in the next few days."
"Go on," Grayson waved his hand, "There’s a lot of snow on the road, drive slowly on your own."
"Okay," Faye pursed her lips, nodded, and drove away.
On the way home, she stopped at a red light, put on her Bluetooth headset, and called Kay Forrest.
She initially wanted to ask him about having a girlfriend, but he seemed very busy, having no time to discuss such ’serious’ matters with her.
After hanging up, she thought he could come back sometime later, so she didn’t dwell on it.
Today, Uncle Forrest’s words kept echoing in her mind.
She felt a bit annoyed that she was considered a smart woman in the eyes of outsiders.
But why, when it comes to serious matters, does her brain become so useless?
She also knows the story of the snipe and the clam, and some good ideas seemed to be forming in her head, but she couldn’t piece together a complete plan.
And both of them are aware of the matter.
If only one of them knew, maybe...
Faye’s train of thought suddenly stopped, as something sparked in her mind.
Immediately, she tapped the steering wheel with excitement, her face lit up with joy.
Her brain could be quite useful sometimes.
The snow showed no sign of stopping.
She drove home at a snail’s pace and it was almost ten o’clock when she arrived.
As soon as she entered the courtyard, she heard the sound of laughing and chatting from the hall.
This cheerful laughter, like notes of happiness, made Faye feel especially delighted.
She couldn’t wait to immerse herself in this joyful atmosphere.
She pushed open the door and saw two little darlings running towards her; she felt this was happiness.
After exchanging a look of mutual understanding and smiles with Hunter Warren, she picked up the two little ones.
Despite looking frail and unable to carry thirty kilos of rice, she easily lifted the two children, each weighing over thirty kilos.
"Mom, Dad and I just played a game and won against Grandfather Rivers and my brother, am I amazing or what?"
Miya proudly hugged her neck.
Darnley immediately retorted, "That’s because Dad is an adult, and Grandfather Rivers and I are children and an old man, which is why we lost. When I grow up, you definitely won’t be able to beat us."
Faye laughed: "It’s just a game, you two are so serious."
"Dad said to do everything wholeheartedly, and I agree with him."
Darnley, like a little adult, looked at her, "Mom, you should also do everything wholeheartedly in the future."
Faye raised her eyebrows, being educated by the little one, but this kind of thinking is correct.