Chapter 84: You Always Act Like Fletcher’s Father, So You’re the Father of His Jokes
Mrs. Caldwell’s face flushed crimson.Guests tittered, having witnessed her earlier treatment of Willow. Whether
or not, Peng had made her serve Willow,
intentionally
Mrs. Caldwell frantically signaled to the waiters, hoping one would take the tray.She was Willow’s elder; she couldn’t possibly serve her.
Just as she was flustered, Fletcher took two glasses from the tray. He handed one to Willow.
She’s still your mother–in–law. Act appropriately; don’t give people something to laugh at”
His gesture, though offering her a drink, remained haughty. This was Willow’s first high–profile event, and her behavior hadn’t impressed him.
Willow’s smile was radiant, her eyes sparkling under the chandeliers. “Fletcher, you’re the joke.”
Fletcher’s face froze.
“Willow! Your ex–husband is offering you a drink, and you refuse?” Mrs. Caldwell shrieked.Even a glass of water from Fletcher in the past had earned Willow profuse gratitude,
Willow retorted, “He’s the joke; you’re the mother of his jokes.”
Serena tried to smooth things over with Mrs. Caldwell, but Willow cut her off.
“You always act like Fletcher’s father, so you’re the father of his jokes. Your whole family is a joke! You’re embarrassing yourselves!”
Mrs. Caldwell’s face went from green to white, nearly dropping her tray.
Peng intervened, taking a glass of champagne from the tray.Mrs. Caldwell instantly shifted to a subservient demeanor.Then Peng handed the champagne to Willow.Mrs. Caldwell’s smile. vanished.She dared not protest in front of Peng.
“Ms. James, we apologize for the inconvenience,” Peng bowed, then turned to Fletcher.“Control. your mother, and…” He didn’t recognize Serena, but recalled Willow’s statement about Serena being Fletcher’s father. He studied Serena, showing reluctant respect.“… control your father. Otherwise, I’ll have you all removed.”
Serena tried to explain, but Fletcher cut her off.“Enough! Are you not embarrassed enough?”
Serena flushed, giving him a resentful look.
Fletcher, an impassive statue, his dark eyes like bottomless pits, watched Willow accept the drink from Peng.
*Crack! Fletcher crushed both their wine glasses in his hands.Sharp shards of glass fell to the floor, blood welling up on his hand.
Serena gasped, “Fletcher! You’re bleeding!“She reached for his hand.
He flung her hand away, his eyes locked on Willow’s face. Three seconds passed.He found no sympathy, no concern.In the past, even a slight headache would have brought Willow rushing to his side. Now, she ignored his bleeding hand. He was a stranger.
Peng and Xia Shangyu invited Willow upstairs. Before leaving, Peng addressed Xiaodong.“You offended our special guest; this won’t go unpunished!”
- at. She’d cost him his job!
The manager’s face was ashen. He glared at
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Willow ascended the maire Serem, unwilling to wrey deles, cheat on “Mr. Peng My sister, unemployed, can go upstairs Then Heucher should des be dower
Peng, smirked “Mr. Caldwell wit worthy of the second Bloor?
Humiliation washed over Pletcher,
“Shut up!” he barked Serem, shocked by his outburst, stammered, “I was trying to help. Fletcher replied coldly, “I shouldn’t have brought you here
Berena was mortified,
Wucher
acher wared at the dosed purple–gold door Every businessman dreamed of entering that door at the annual summit He’d been striving for He believed he’d achieve it in three years, when Caldwell Industries reached the top of the market capitalization charts, But Willow had just walked right in.it was incompréhensible How could his ex–wife have such power? The purple–gold door opened for Willow,
be my equall
“Willow, even if you strive for thirty years, you’ll never
Fletcher’s words echoed in her mind.
Willow paused halfway up the stairs, looking down at the ballroom Her vantage point allowed her to see everyone below, including Fletcher, looking up at her. She smiled brightly. “Fletcher, you’l have many more opportunities to look at me like that. Tonight is just the beginning She turned towards the magnificent purple–gold door. Shane, in a black silk shirt and trousers, stood inside, his eyes filled with amusement. He inclined his head, his dimple deepening, irresistibly charming He gestured for her to enter.
She saw Lucian seated at the head of the conference room He glanced at her, as if he’d been waiting
On the first floor, Caldwell shareholders surrounded Fletcher.
Fletcher, how did dinner with your ex–wife go?” one asked anxiously.“Did she agree to be our
CTO?*
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