He approached Jenna Clark, nodded, and greeted her, "Mom."
Jenna Clark saw Adam Jones at this moment, her usually gentle face showing some aloofness, thinking that Adam was here to take William Campbell away.
The fact that Elly Campbell had lost the custody battle was something she had told her immediately after the verdict.
Even though it was over the phone, she could hear the disappointment and sorrow in her daughter’s voice, but that child always wanted to appear strong, never letting anyone see her vulnerability. As a mother, she could only pretend not to notice.
"Now that you’re divorced from Elly, I’m afraid I can’t accept being called ’mom’ by President Jones."
Her voice was soft, still as gentle and elegant as ever, but her tone held some dissatisfaction.
Adam Jones smirked bitterly in his heart, pursed his lips, and didn’t refute Jenna Clark’s words.
"So you’re in such a hurry to take William away?"
Jenna Clark looked at Adam Jones with sarcasm, her voice colder than before.
Adam Jones heard the misunderstanding in her words, and this time he didn’t remain silent, instead explaining somewhat urgently:
"Mom, you’ve misunderstood, I’m not here to take William away."
"Not? Then what are you here for?"
In Jenna Clark’s eyes, disbelief was rife.
Seeing the undisguised distrust in Jenna Clark’s eyes, Adam Jones bitterly smirked again in his heart.
"I’m here to take care of some business for the branch."
It wasn’t surprising that the Jones Corporation had branches in Alaska, so hearing him say this, Jenna Clark didn’t doubt him.
Besides, with Adam’s arrogant nature and his tendency to look down on others, winning the custody case meant he could take William back to the Jones family home right now if he wanted, and she would have no say in it.
Adam didn’t need to be so amiable and explain too much to his former mother-in-law.
Thinking this, Jenna Clark’s expression lightened considerably.
Looking again at her grandson and former son-in-law, seeing her grandson’s undisguised longing for his father, she sighed inwardly.
"Well, I’ll leave William in your care then, I won’t go inside."
"Alright, thank you, Mom. Take care," he replied.
Watching the once-high-and-mighty young man being so respectful in front of her, Jenna Clark felt unaccustomed and got into her car.
As the car drove away from the neighborhood gate, the Old Lady who stayed in the car and hadn’t come out remembered the scene from before and said:
"That young Adam seems to have changed somehow."
Hearing this from her mother, Jenna Clark laughed, "I can’t figure out what he’s thinking either. He’s calling me ’Mom’ more diligently now than before they got divorced."
She knew her daughter well, understanding that it’d be impossible for Elly to completely let go of Adam; she wouldn’t believe it even if she was told otherwise.
In other matters, her daughter was decisive, efficient, and shrewd, but when it came to Adam, she had fallen hard. Climbing out of such a quagmire wouldn’t be so easy.
Not long after the Clark family’s car left, Elly Campbell returned.
She parked the car and, upon reaching the hallway, saw Adam Jones holding William at the elevator entrance, waiting; her face turned slightly paler.
Like Jenna Clark, she too thought Adam was there to take William away.
She just hadn’t expected Adam to come personally for William, so when she saw him on the same flight to Alaska that morning, she didn’t even consider this could be the reason.
When Adam saw her, his brows twitched slightly, because it hadn’t crossed his mind to take William away right then; seeing the color drain from Elly’s face, he thought it was due to the company’s matters.