Read Novel Full Chapter 352 Are you missing my sister?_1
Chapter 352: Chapter 352 Are you missing my sister?_1
Greg Jensen watched Lois Abbott’s meaningful expression and couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous, “Don’t talk nonsense, it’s just that we’re already celebrating Little New Year, and that girl hasn’t started her holiday yet, so I’m asking.”
“She’s on holiday now, they just have later holidays, and then she stayed at a classmate’s home for a couple of days, so she won’t be coming back for Little New Year.”
“So, are you staying in Riverhaven County for the New Year?”
Lois Abbott smiled, leaning into his embrace, and looking up at him asked, “Do you want to spend New Year’s together with me?”
Since Alfred Webb and Heather Crowe arrived in Hawaii, they hadn’t returned, and this New Year’s they didn’t plan to come back either. They had previously asked Greg Jensen and Lois Abbott to go to Hawaii for New Year’s.
However, Greg Jensen thought about the village having only Lindsey Wolfe and Esther Jensen, which would make New Year’s rather desolate, so he found it difficult to decide.
“Why don’t you go to Hawaii for New Year’s to keep your old man company,” Greg Jensen suggested.
Lois Abbott was a bit unhappy and asked, “What about you?”
“I’ll return to the village, to spend New Year’s with my aunt and the others. A household of women, it would be too desolate otherwise.”
“Oh.”
Lois Abbott thought about it and then smiled again, “So, what gift do you want? I’ll bring it from Hawaii when I come back.”
“Just pick something yourself.”
“Hehe, maybe I’ll buy some American ginseng, Maca slices, and stuff like that, to replenish you, you had a tiring day.”
Hearing this, Greg Jensen couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows with a mischievous smile, “So, you’re saying I can’t perform?
Why don’t we test it out to see if I really can’t perform?”
“Hey, no, you… put me down.”
Greg Jensen stood up, hoisted Lois Abbott onto his shoulder, and then headed towards the bedroom on the second floor.
Lois Abbott wasn’t behaving on his shoulder, struggling and shouting all the way.
The assistant had just come out of the restroom and saw this scene, then with a bit of speechlessness said, “Boss, keep it down tonight, will you?”
“Alrighty!”
The next second…
Bang!
The bedroom door shut tightly.
Soon after, faint noises could be heard from inside, making Trey Holmes blush with embarrassment.
A moment later, she could no longer stand guard and, with cheeks flushed, ran back to her room.
…
In the early morning, after Greg Jensen finished breakfast, he took the gifts he had prepared well in advance, intending to return to Peach Blossom Village.
The driver was still Trey Holmes, her expression somewhat despondent.
Greg Jensen found it strange and said, “Trey, I’ll give you a holiday break, you should go home for New Year’s, shouldn’t you?”
“No need, there’s no one at home anymore anyway.”
Trey Holmes didn’t turn her head as she responded with a light and steady tone, no fluctuation in her voice, but her knuckles, white from gripping, betrayed her current thoughts.
Greg Jensen didn’t continue to ask; mainly because it wasn’t his business, and also because everyone has stories they don’t wish to bring up.
When Trey Holmes was ready to talk, she would naturally tell him.
The car stopped steadily at a red light.
After thinking for a moment, Greg Jensen said, “Then come and spend New Year’s with me in the village.”
Trey Holmes turned her head in surprise, her watery eyes filled with joy, “Really?”
“Of course you can, I’ve even prepared a New Year’s gift for you.”
“Yay, boss, you’re the best!”
The ice-cold face of Trey Holmes suddenly melted into a happy smile.
…
Meanwhile, Bradley Ford had brought his eldest son Patrick Ford bright and early to the Simmons family.
Bradley Ford was a man of low profile, and most of his family’s enterprises were managed by his eldest son, Patrick Ford. Even though the Fords and the Simmons families were old friends, he seldom came to visit.
Therefore, when the Simmons family’s butler saw that old man Ford had arrived, he was surprised and quickly instructed the servants to hurry up with the tea.
Meanwhile, he himself was calling Antonio Conner while running to the back garden to find Lawson Simmons, who was sunbathing in the greenhouse.
“What did you say? Bradley’s here? Push me over quickly.”
Fraser Simmons and Bradley Ford could be considered true old friends.
Not only were they of similar age, but also at the time of their birth, since both lacked the water element according to the five elements, their parents decided to both name their sons with the character “Hai” (sea).
However, ironic as life could be, Bradley Ford, due to geomancy reasons, lived a secluded life and seldom went out.
And Fraser Simmons, due to his physical condition, could only sit in a wheelchair, which also made it inconvenient for him to get out.
The two of them rarely met but would occasionally chat over the phone.
Seeing that Bradley Ford had come, Fraser Simmons was very pleased and said with a smile, “Why are you so free today to come and see me?”
Bradley Ford laughed heartily, “I don’t visit the Three Treasures Hall without a reason.”
“What’s it about that actually got you to make the trip in person?”
Fraser Simmons was surprised; Bradley Ford was almost like a proper lady, hardly setting foot outside his own doors.
In young people’s terms, he was a total homebody.
Bradley Ford glanced around without answering but instead asked, “Where’s Antonio?”
“Antonio came back late yesterday; he’s probably still not up.”
Fraser Simmons turned back toward the butler and said, “Go upstairs and call Antonio down, and wake up Donald as well.”
“Alright.”
The butler went upstairs to call the Conner brothers, while Bradley Ford sat on the sofa, drinking tea and chatting without urgency.
This made Fraser Simmons even more curious and he pressed, “What’s it really about? Are you still keeping secrets from me?”
Bradley Ford shook his head, “Let’s wait until Antonio and the others come down before discussing it.”
“Mhm.”
Seeing this, Fraser Simmons did not press further.
After a while, Antonio Conner and Donald Simmons, dressed neatly, came down from upstairs together.
Seeing Bradley Ford there as well, Antonio couldn’t help but be surprised and then laughed out loud, “Uncle Bradley, why are you here so early? Have you had breakfast?”
“I’ve eaten.”
Bradley Ford smiled and said, “I’ve come mainly to talk to you about Greg Jensen.”
“Greg Jensen?”
Antonio’s expression turned slightly cold, “Uncle Bradley, it’s no use advising me on this matter unless that kid hands over the Fragrant Spirit Grass. Otherwise, there’s nothing to discuss.” “You know, my dad has been injured for so many years. We finally found something valuable enough to trade for the Nine Revolutions Muscle Changing Pill. How could you bear to see me give that up and let my dad continue to be disabled?”
Patrick Ford expressed his dissatisfaction, “Antonio, that’s not right, what do you mean by ‘what you found’? The Fragrant Spirit Grass belongs to Mr. Greg, you can’t just take things from someone else, can you? Isn’t that a forced sale?”
Antonio said dismissively, “Patrick, I don’t like hearing you talk like that. The valuable belongs to those who are virtuous.” “What’s stopping Greg from trading it for a Nine Revolutions Muscle Changing Pill for my dad, if he has no use for the Fragrant Spirit Grass? We’re not refusing to pay him.”
Patrick frowned, “Antonio, I find you’re becoming more and more shameless.”
Antonio sneered, “Patrick, you can skip the moral high ground. If your father were disabled, you’d be even more anxious than me.”
“You…”
“Alright, you two calm down.”
Bradley Ford scolded them, then turned to Fraser Simmons, “Fraser, Greg Jensen is a great benefactor to our Ford family. If you want to snatch the Fragrant Spirit Grass from his hands, that means you are at odds with our family.”
Upon hearing this, Fraser Simmons immediately became furious, “What’s this? I’ve been your brother for decades, and I can’t compare to a kid you’ve only known for a short while?”