Hearing this, Patrick looked at him as if he were looking at an idiot. "The Fengshui of Apex Construction Corporation is good? Are you trying to make me laugh?"
If the Fengshui there was good, why would Daniel and Kaleb, the two scums, appear one after the other? Why would they go downhill?
Kaiden also felt that this type of reasoning was too farfetched, so he blurted out, "I really don't want to work with you."
He said that uncontrollably.
Patrick nodded. "Me too."
"You obviously have a motive toward my wife. Can I not monitor you?" Patrick thought.
*
Amelia had already come to George and Alice's room.
Seeing her here, George could not help but ask, "What on earth is going on with the two
men?"
Amelia covered up for them and said, "Dad, didn't I just say that they're always like this? They argue every time they meet."
George laughed dryly. "Aren't you afraid that the two of them will fight in the living room now that you are here?"
"Oh, it's okay. I've driven them out. They better fight outside if they want to so that they won't damage the furniture at home."
George felt that her focus was mistaken. "This is not a problem of breaking the furniture, I am worried that something would happen to the two of them."
"No, they'll be fine," Amelia said firmly. "Dad, Alice, let's not worry about them. You'd better have a rest."
As she spoke, she walked towards the sofa, which was covered with pillows and blankets.
Seeing this, Alice could not help but persuade, "Amelia, your dad and I are all right now. You and Patrick don't have to sleep in separate rooms."
Amelia lifted the quilt and lay in it, saying, "But I told Mr. Hopper that we will sleep in separate rooms before I give birth to Cicily. Alice, let us disturb a while more."
Alice and George looked at each other helplessly. Of course, they understood what Amelia and Patrick were thinking. It was because of this that they felt distressed and wanted them to rest assured as soon as possible.
"By the way, Amelia...” Perhaps it was because Kaiden came to visit, George suddenly remembered. "It has been a long time since I last saw Milton. Has he returned to the UK to work?"
Hearing this, Amelia said, "Well, he is really busy recently, but every time we talk, he never forgets to ask about you. He also said that when he is free, he will come and see you immediately."
George laughed and said, "Ask him to rest more even though he's busy. Oh right, did he manage to find a wife?"
"Yes!" Amelia answered, "I've told you before that Milton's girlfriend is the daughter of the Home of Smith, right?"
Upon hearing this, George suddenly came to a realization. "That's right! I remember! The Home of Smith is not bad. It's not a loss for Milton to marry his daughter."
Amelia didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "We're not talking about a business here. What's there to lose?"
Knowing that his eldest daughter hated business alliances, George quickly waved his hand. "That's not what dad meant!"
Alice said softly from the side, "Amelia, your father means that Milton comes from a good background. Ordinary girls are not good enough for him."
She covered her red lips with her white fingers and complained softly to him, "You bit me..."
He quickly asked, "Where does it hurt?"
She put down her fingertips and pouted and said to him, "Here, it's all red!"
He observed it carefully for a while and found out. "It's supposed to be red here, right?"
She opened her eyes slightly and was a little unhappy. "I don't care. You bit me and hurt me. You have to apply medicine on me."
He had to compromise. "Okay, what medicine?"
She straightened her chest and put her arms around his neck. She said in a soft voice, "I heard that saliva can relieve pain. Please lick
it for me."
Milton felt numb all over. Look, this was how the little witch tortured him. She obviously liked his kiss, but she still pushed him away, and then found a reason to stick to him again, to make him feel as if he was sitting on a roller coaster.
"Why did you push me away just now?" He couldn't help asking, "It's OK if you didn't push me away. I would also lick the place you just mentioned."
Maryanne said seriously, "Because you were too ungentlemanly. I had to remind you, in case you do it again next time."
"Well, it's my fault." Milton found that this little girl seemed to like to occupy the dominant position, so he asked patiently, "Can I kiss you now, my queen?"
Maryanne curled her lips into a smile. "You can, my knight."

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