It’s Evelyn over here.
She only got half-way through her sentence before she heard a busy signal from the other end. Instantly, her heart pounded with rage.
"That wretched Sophie Allen, she used to be so submissive, but now she has become a different person. How did that happen?"
"What if she really doesn’t divorce him? Then how can I stand by his side openly and without guilt?"
"Did she already sense something that night?"
"That shouldn’t be possible..."
Evelyn furrowed her brows, lost in deep thought.
She was thinking hard, trying to figure out if there was any detail she missed, or if Mr. Williams might have spilled something.
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She hurriedly picked up her phone and dialed Mr. Williams’ number again.
She had worked so hard on her plan, and she could not afford any setbacks now.
However, his phone message said it was "switched off".
"What the hell? How come I can’t reach him at this hour?!"
Evelyn became quite irritated, redialing his number every hour, but the phone remained off.
Evelyn was not poised anymore, but still, she tried to console herself in her mind.
"Sophie Allen is just a useless and unsophisticated country girl. She probably won’t make much trouble."
With that thought, Evelyn felt somewhat relieved.
Jordan Thompson took Charlotte Thompson to his family’s relatively modest villa in Druarus.
After all, the Thompson Family’s main power resided in Ashton, so they preferred to keep a low profile in Druarus.
Charlotte looked at the calendar on her phone. There was only a week left until the end of the cooling-off period for the divorce.
Next week from today, she and Justin Battleson would be completely estranged.
If she had another week, then she might as well take it easy, rest and contact Justin later.
To Charlotte, her children were now her top priority.
At dinner time, the Thompson Family all gathered around the dining table.
Because there were so many of them, dinner was always a grand affair.
Jake Thompson naturally sat at the head of the table. For original chapters go to NoveIꜰire.net
Next to him should have been Charlotte’s uncles.
However, Charlotte, being the family’s beloved little princess and now being pregnant, naturally got the seat next to Jake Thompson.
In a large family like the Thompsons, etiquette was highly valued.
The customs of not talking during meals or bedtime were always strictly adhered to.
However, with Charlotte there, those who were supposed to follow the rules became rule-breakers.
"Charlotte, eat this. It’s good for your body," Jake said as he picked up a chopstick-full of food and gave it to her.
Felix Thompson also mimicked that, picked out another dish, stood up from his seat, and placed it into her bowl.
"I’ll pour you some soup, Sister Charlotte!"
Thus, once again, the dining time in the Thompson Family turned into a grand scene of pampering a princess.
Very quickly, the bowl and plate in front of Charlotte were heaping with dishes that her brothers, uncles, and grandfather had picked for her.
Seeing the mountain of food, she picked up her chopsticks, stared at the delicacies, and instantly felt a bit...overwhelmed.
It seemed being pampered could also be quite exhausting.
"You all eat... There’s too much here, I can’t finish all this," Charlotte objected.
"What do you mean you can’t finish? You’re carrying triplets! You need to eat more!" said James Thompson sternly.
"That’s right. If the nutrients in your body get absorbed by those three little runts in your belly and you suffer from malnutrition, it’ll break my heart!" said her second uncle, Jeremy Thompson.
Little... little runts?
Weren’t they calling them precious little nephews just a couple of days ago?
Just a few days have passed, and they’ve become little runts now...