Chapter 972: Chapter 975: Birthday Gathering (3) Chapter 972: Chapter 975: Birthday Gathering (3) “Paul wouldn’t be like that; Paul knows his way around and wouldn’t get lost on the way to pee like young Master Charlie,” Lily said.
“Paul, what are you saying! Charlie is younger, you must not speak like that—” Milly Gray was in the midst of scolding Charles Taylor but got interrupted by the grandmother.
“Children say the darndest things; they don’t know any better, it’s just a casual remark, not to be taken seriously.”
Seeing Milly hesitate and glance towards Emily Taylor, the old lady imdiately understood Milly was wary of upsetting Emily.
The lady holding young Paul in her arms addressed the younger generation, “Listen up; you mustn’t be too strict when raising children. Especially with boys; they need to have spirit. If you treat them like girls, controlling every move, they’ll end up like Timmy Bannister from Red Mansion, with no prospect! Emily, am I right?”
Emily Taylor, being called out by the grandmother, felt a bit sour inside but also knew that the old lady was right.
Indeed, there was no need to argue over a child’s thoughtless words.
Emily Taylor brushed the incident aside with a smile, and when she let it go, so did everyone else.
Soon, the place was filled with joy and laughter once again.
Charles Taylor, snuggled in the grandmother’s arms, gave Milly a secretive wink.
Heehee, he knew that picking on the nephew who was always mute and unable to speak was just too easy.
Charles Taylor nestled in the grandmother’s embrace, recalling what Milly had said to him last night.
Pride swelled in his little head.
Hmph, he hated that nephew Jordan Lancaster the most.
Even though he was younger, and mute, he always acted so high and mighty, just because he was a bit older, as if he was better than the whole world.
Charles Taylor, also a pampered little king at ho, had long held a grudge against Jordan Lancaster.
This ti, with Milly’s instigation, he was even more eager to defy Jordan in front of the adults.
*
Elsewhere, Emma Shaw left the private room, but instead of proceeding down the grand corridor towards the bathroom, she kept walking outwards.
She hadn’t told the truth just before.
Jordan Lancaster did indeed ask her for directions, but not to the bathroom.
He asked if the main entrance was to the left just outside the door.
Emma Shaw was too busy trying to ingratiate herself with the grandmother to give it much thought, so she gave an absent reply.
She didn’t dare to say so inside the room, fearing the grandmother’s displeasure, but now she thought that Jordan must have headed towards the entrance.
Emma Shaw didn’t know what the boy was doing at the entrance, but she knew he most certainly was not used to the noisy bustle of the room.
“Alas, a child without a mother is like a blade of grass. No matter how favored Lily Gray once was, now that she’s gone, even Jordan doesn’t have anyone to protect him. I must not follow Lily’s example. I absolutely must not abandon my two children.”
Emma Shaw knew that the Taylors didn’t like her, so she used Lily Gray’s situation to encourage herself.
It was better to endure for a while than to act rash out of pride and leave Dominic Taylor.
If she were gone, her own two children would probably suffer even more exclusion at the hands of the biased Taylors and the mother-daughter duo Rowena and Milly Gray.
Lost in thought, she had reached the magnificent and imposing lobby of Serenity Heights.
The high ceiling amplified the splendor of the opulent hall.
Emma Shaw habitually glanced towards the entrance and saw a man in a black tailored suit, escorting a woman in a light yellow dress, enter the lobby with a little boy in tow.
That silhouette, if not Jordan Lancaster, then who could it be!
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