After growing up, Jude Shaw indeed became more sensible than other children and very capable. She took pride in this, always feeling that her discipline had paid off. Who would’ve thought that because of this incident, the child would suddenly change?
"It’s all Hugo Quinn and Evan Yancy; they corrupted little Jude. Clearly, the child used to be quite obedient. We shouldn’t let him make friends with these dubious people in the future. As for Evan Yancy, once this storm passes, I won’t let him off easily."
Felicity Ford’s face was clouded over, and she glanced at Jude Shaw, who was kneeling in the yard, feeling another wave of discomfort.
Recently, the Shaw Family had been in chaos, affecting even the Ford Family, while Hugo Quinn and Evan Yancy lived quite peacefully.
Marcus excitedly pointed at the jellyfish and hurriedly took a picture with his phone.
The jellyfish, in various colors, were slowly descending, looking very beautiful; every frame could be used as a wallpaper.
Eleanor Hollis was seeing this for the first time, and she leaned against the glass, staring blankly for a long time. Even though they had agreed to accompany the child, she ended up more focused than the child.
Standing nearby, Hugo Quinn slid his hands into his pockets, curled his mouth into a smile, and quietly took his phone out to snap a photo of Eleanor Hollis.
Since the little one and the big one were so close together, after taking Eleanor’s photo, he took a picture of both of them together.
To be honest, the more one looked, the more they seemed like mother and son.
"If you like it, I can have the house refitted to hold a huge aquarium so you can see jellyfish every day."
Marcus seemed interested in this proposal and turned back happily.
"Dad, are you serious?"
Eleanor Hollis also looked at him, seemingly urging him not to deceive the child.
From her eyes, Hugo Quinn saw a trace of desire; it seems this woman was actually looking forward to it too.
Next, the wealthy Great President Quinn demonstrated to everyone what it meant to pamper his wife. While the two were still marveling, he had already contacted workers to remodel their home.
When Eleanor Hollis and Marcus returned home, they found many unfamiliar people there, and an entire wall of the villa had been broken down.
"Hello, Miss Hollis, we’re here for the remodeling. President Quinn said to install a large aquarium here. We’ll aim to finish as soon as possible."
Eleanor Hollis glanced at the silent man standing nearby; he was indeed a man of action, never speaking unnecessary words.
She felt very touched, but having no one to feeling with, she could only open her computer and visit a forum.
She posted many of the things Hugo Quinn had done for her, ending with a sentence.
"This makes me very stressed; I’m afraid I won’t have enough love to repay him."
Only half an hour after posting, her thread went viral, and many single people began clamoring underneath.
"I want a sweet love too; when will my sweet love come to me?"
"So jealous, where do you find such boyfriends? The poster even mentioned she’s divorced before; gosh, being divorced and still meeting such a perfect man."
"This is just like a real-life tale of a domineering president falling for me. Poster, don’t mess it up; just treat him well."
Many people responded below the post, expressing envy and jealousy.
As Eleanor Hollis read, her mouth started to curl into a smile, and sweetness spread in her heart.
The sound of renovations came from downstairs; she held the computer and sat on the single sofa in the study, feeling surprisingly calm.
After receiving many compliments from the netizens, she felt a bit embarrassed, and saw someone asking if Hugo Quinn was handsome. She typed a response on the keyboard with a tap-tap-tap.
"Very handsome, his looks are similar to the movie star Julian Sterling."
As soon as she posted this, everyone got excited, saying she was exaggerating. After all, Julian Sterling was the ideal man for many women. The source of thɪs content is 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Really, if you don’t believe me, I’ll post a picture of his back for you to see."
Eleanor Hollis selected a picture of Hugo Quinn’s handsome back and posted it immediately.
They say people with handsome faces have attractive backs; as soon as the back photo was out, everyone nearly had nosebleeds.
"Those long legs, I love it, love it. I now believe the poster’s words."
"Just from looking at this back of the head, it seems handsome; not only is he handsome, but also has an abstinent aura. Sister, if you don’t like your boyfriend, I can take over."
The downstairs began to boil over.
Eleanor Hollis laughed again, feeling even more sweetness in her heart.
"Poster! Begging for a collarbone photo!"
Maybe this request spoke the minds of many, as countless people began to chime in.
Eleanor Hollis thought for a moment and checked her phone, realizing she didn’t have any photos of Hugo Quinn’s collarbone. She hurried downstairs with her phone and found the man sitting idly on the living room sofa.
Eleanor Hollis walked closer and pulled down his collar.
Almost reflexively, Hugo Quinn grabbed her hand and kissed it, his voice low and husky.
"Are you thinking about it?"
Eleanor Hollis blushed deeply; knowing what he meant, she just felt warmth rush to her face.
Hugo Quinn thought she was shy, glancing at the workers doing the renovations.
"Hold on, wait until they leave to talk about it, now’s not the time."
He spoke seriously, although he was also getting excited; it was rare for Eleanor Hollis to be so proactive.
Eleanor Hollis gritted her teeth, took a picture with her phone, then straightened up, giving him a calm look before heading upstairs.
Hugo Quinn felt quite wronged, realizing she wasn’t after that.
After taking Hugo Quinn’s collarbone photo, Eleanor Hollis was very pleased, and, without hesitation, she uploaded the picture.
The women who had shouted for a collarbone photo cheered again, very sure that he was definitely a super handsome guy!
"Boohoo, want to be sisters with the poster."
"Poster, you’ve struck gold!"
Eleanor Hollis scrolled through the comments, laughing along.
Thinking if she was ever broke, she could make money selling Hugo Quinn’s photos; male beauty truly leads one astray.
"Who are you chatting with?"
Hugo Quinn’s voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Eleanor Hollis immediately closed her computer, afraid he’d see the comments.
The scarier thought was if Hugo Quinn knew she had posted his photos, he’d surely be very angry.
"Not chatting, just handling some work matters."
Hugo Quinn raised an eyebrow at her, thinking she couldn’t even lie properly. Isn’t he the one who knows best about her workload?
He casually glanced at her computer, reached out, and took it over.
"Hey hey hey, Hugo, it’s really work stuff."
Eleanor Hollis tried to grab it, but he easily subdued her, leaving her helplessly watching the computer being opened.