In the study on the west side of the villa, you have to pass through two doors to reach it, and there are guards outside.
For such a large family, the study is a crucial place, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter easily. There is a computer inside, along with many company docunts and materials.
The rows of sandalwood bookshelves are filled with various books on philosophy and economics, so of which are particularly profound and difficult to understand without so knowledge.
Finn Morgan and his father were in the study, standing by the window admiring the view of the villa’s backyard outside.
On the ancient wooden tea table behind them, a pot of fine Longjing tea was gently scenting the air.
The surroundings were exceptionally quiet.
"Dad, I understand what you an," Finn Morgan began slowly, "I also understand your feelings. You’re still young, not old enough to retire so early, so let’s hold off on taking over the company for now."
Everett Morgan, having been through much, could guess what his son was thinking, "It’s for her, isn’t it?"
"Yes," Finn Morgan did not deny, "I like her. We’ve just confird our relationship. If I return ho to inherit now, the long-distance aspect would be unbearable, not just for her, but for as well."
"If I agree to the two of you being together and give you a few more years, would you leave the Kingston Group?"
"I would." Finn Morgan was also decisive, turning his gaze to the middle-aged man, noticing a few more wrinkles on his father’s face, "Dad, as the only son of the Morgan family, I am very aware of the responsibilities I carry."
With these words, Everett Morgan was relieved.
"If you like her, cherish her," Everett Morgan’s smile was gentle as he lightly patted his son’s shoulder, "Don’t miss out on your first love, once missed, it will be a lifelong regret."
Upon hearing this, Finn Morgan seed to read so stories from his father’s eyes.
In the spacious walk-in closet of the villa.
There was no denying that Jocelyn Morgan was very skillful. Hailey Hale sat in front of the mirror, gazing at her own reflection. The makeup was too beautiful, wasn’t it?
Not at all flashy, but truly stunning.
"All done!" Jocelyn Morgan happily set down the eyebrow pencil, putting her hands on her hips as she looked at the beauty in the mirror, "How is it? Satisfied?"
"Amazing!" Hailey Hale genuinely praised, "You really have a knack for this! More professional than the professionals!"
"Co on! Let’s go find my brother!" Jocelyn Morgan pulled her up and started walking out, "Since you’re satisfied with today’s makeup, I’ll be your personal makeup artist for your wedding! But you have to give a big red envelope!"
Before Hailey Hale could speak, Jocelyn Morgan emphasized, "Most importantly, the groom must be my brother! Otherwise, we don’t know each other!"
This girl sure talks a lot!!
She said a whole bunch all on her own!
However, Hailey Hale also quite admired her personality.
Jocelyn Morgan pushed open a door, directly leading her inside.
Evidently, it was a bedroom with a bed inside!
Hailey Hale turned her gaze questioningly, "Where is he?"
Jocelyn Morgan leaned forward, whispered sothing in her ear, then gave her a push, "Hurry up and do what I said, I’ll go call him!"
With that, Jocelyn Morgan gave a mischievous smile and turned to leave!
Hailey Hale glanced at the ajar room door, slowly surveying the surroundings. Although Finn Morgan hadn’t been ho for years, the place was still spotless.
The family must always be hoping for his return, right?
The study has two sets of doors.
"Hello, young lady!" The guards greeted respectfully.
"Is my brother in the study?" Jocelyn Morgan stopped to ask.
"Yes," the guard replied, "Mr. Morgan is also in there."
Jocelyn Morgan was about to step forward, then hesitated, "How long have they been in there?" It’s not suitable to interrupt a serious conversation.
Although Jocelyn was carefree by nature, she was also considerate and mindful of the bigger picture.
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