"What’s going on?"
Hearing this earth-shattering crying, the old father’s heart tightened!
He quickly ca to his son, glanced at the three won around him, and scooped up his son, "What’s wrong, Ethan? Did soone bully you?"
With Ethan Dalton’s intelligence, how could he explain what happened today?
"Waaah..." He only knew how to cry.
So, Joan Graham’s mind raced and she quickly made up a reason—
"Oh dear, who would bully him? We’re too busy spoiling him. He’s just being spoiled."
"How is he spoiled? Tell ."
Joan Graham held her son’s hand and said with a small complaint, "The al was already prepared, but he suddenly wanted abalone. Butler Warren said she’d buy it tomorrow, so he cried!"
"So that’s what happened."
David Garcia smiled, carried his son to the dining room, "Ethan, don’t cry. Tomorrow, Daddy will buy it for you and personally make it for you, okay?"
He left only his back, his tone gentle and completely convinced by the made-up reason.
Joan Graham, Sean Dalton, and Butler Warren exchanged a glance, all secretly sighing in relief.
David Garcia was quite attentive and fond of this child; he didn’t need him to inherit the family business, just wanted him to be happy.
"Is dinner ready?" Grace whispered to Butler Warren.
"Almost."
"I’ll head upstairs first." Saying this, she turned and went upstairs.
Just as she entered the bedroom, a call ca in from her assistant.
Grace was very agitated at the mont, so she refused to answer!
The phone soon rang again.
She glanced at the caller ID and picked up, "Didn’t I say? Don’t call unless it’s urgent! It’s after office hours!"
"Grace, I just got a call from the director. The lead actress in this blockbuster drama has been replaced!"
The assistant’s panicked voice ca through, "All the scenes you shot before will be cut, and you will have to pay a penalty fee."
"Why?! I don’t accept this!" Grace was furious, "They begged to play the role back then!!"
"Because..." The assistant was flustered, "Because you committed tax evasion, and the amount is huge. Soone reported it."
"Nonsense!" Grace couldn’t accept it, she said confidently, "Who can withstand scrutiny in the entertainnt industry? I’m not the only one who evades taxes! Why only report ?"
"But the problem is that your comrcials have also stopped, and all your future work is on hold."
"And these penalty fees add up to three hundred million." The assistant said, "If not paid in ti, you will definitely go to jail!"
Boom!!
Grace suddenly felt like she was struck by lightning, her body weakened, and she collapsed onto the bed!
She weakly asked, "Where am I supposed to get three hundred million?"
The assistant added another sentence, "...Deadline is one week." Sympathetically.
Alright then, she was completely stunned.
"Miss, it’s ti to eat." Butler Warren knocked on the open door, looking at her puzzled, wondering what had happened. She seed shaken.
Grace looked up at her, steadied her mind, "Coming."
The situation had co to this point, what could she do? Just think of another way.
But she had a premonition, this was what Justin Kingston ant by—Good luck to you all.
Indeed, quick to act, in Riventhal, he could cover the sky with one hand!
How did that slut Stella Dalton deserve to marry such a man?
In the dining room, it was brightly lit.
The family sat around the dining table, David Garcia picked up his chopsticks to serve his son food, glanced at Butler Warren, and instructed—
"Butler Warren, please arrange for a large room upstairs. I’m bringing soone ho to stay tomorrow afternoon."
With a smiling face and a gentle voice, he made Joan Graham and Grace’s hearts tremble! A chopstick sadly fell from their hands.
Then he continued with a laugh, "Prepare a lavish dinner for tomorrow. I’ll make a nu and have the chef follow it."
Now, mother and daughter were so scared that even their hair stood on end.
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