Chapter 177
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
Lucian watched Penelope try to stifle a smile, leaving him a bit flustered but amused Clearing his throat, he turned his face and suggested, âIf youâre bored, feel free to roam around the yard. Iâm staying in the back, I can have the maid take you thereâ
In Carterâs study, George lounged on the couch and announced, âGrandpa, Iâm back. Iâll be around for a few days and gotta make another trip at the end of the month.â Georgeâs mother was of mixed race, giving him a handsome face with striking features. His deep set eyes, coupled with his chestnut mid length hair, gave him a somewhat soft demeanor.
However, he also inherited the good genes of the Lindberg family, with all of the younger generations bearing a certain resemblance âStay a little longer Aidan is back too. Your brothers should hang out more,â Carter Lindberg had a fondness for George, whose father, Waldron Lindberg, was his eldest son. When the Lindberg family businesses were divided, he made a fuss and insisted on managing the Nova Haven branch, a key financial area for the Lindberg family.
âI know, I will,â George replied. âI brought your favorite Nova Haven pastries and authentic Nova Haven white wine this time. My mom herself brewed the wine. Sheâs learned a lot during her years in Nova Haven This year, she picked up wine brewing. You must give it a tryâ
âYouâre such a sweetheart,â Carter nodded âHave you met Penelope yet? Lucianâs fiancée. They just had their engagement party recently.â
âI have; sheâs a striking woman. Iâve been swamped with the financial report of Nova Haven for the first half of the year, so I didnât make it to the engagement party. Iâll definitely be there for their wedding.â
George played a few rounds of chess with Carter in the study, losing every lime. Not that he was letting him win, Carter was just a much better player âGrandpa, youâre still as sharp as everâ
The old man lowered his eyelids, âGeorge, you know I hate family feuds. I may be old, but as long as Iâm alive, I like to see harmony in the familyâ
George responded solemnly, âI understand, Grandpa. Iâll remember that.â
Could Carter possibly know that it was he who had Lucian intercepted and drugged upon his return to the country?
Seeing Carterâs expression, George felt a bit uneasy.
The old man waved his hand, âIâm tired, Iâll rest a bit before dinner.â
âIII head out then.â
As George got up and walked towards the door, Carter called him back, âHave the butler call Aidan and Jason. Since the whole family is here, letâs have a gathering. Letâs get the kids to come home for dinner.â
âAll rightâ
Exiting the study, George wondered about his grandfatherâs intentions. Slowly, a smirk appeared on his face. His assistant was careful, and Lucian had nothing on them. Even if it got to Grandpa, they had no evidence.
In the evening, the Lindberg familyâs servants were busily preparing dinner.
When Miranda got home, she chatted with Allison for a bit before heading to the kitchen, with Allison following her..
Miranda washed her hands and said, âDid you know, when Lucian went abroad at nineteen, I was worried he wouldnât adapt, so I made him lots of snacks. His favorite was my cherry pie.â
Allison also washed her hands and started preparing the ingredients. Her adept movements surprised Miranda, who asked, âYou can cook too?â
Allison smiled and said, âI learned from our house cook. But my taste might be a little different from yours.â
Miranda laughed and replied, âThen you should make it today, Lucian and I will be the judges.â