Chapter 37 Quickly see Ms. Devereux off
The old lady continued to praise her grandson, "My Brady is very affectionate... He won't mess around like other second-generation wealthy individuals. He is especially loyal to girls, which he inherited from his grandpa."
"Of course, he has never been in a relationship with any girl, but that doesn't stop him from being affectionate." Lady Hall praised her grandson tirelessly, leaving Violet feeling extremely awkward.
If the old lady knew that her grandson had slept with her and even had two kids with her, who knows what would happen? Maybe she would come and try to take her baby away?
Violet wouldn't allow such a thing, so she listened as if she were just hearing it, one ear in and the other out. She had no connection to this notion of being affectionate.
All she needed to do was work hard and earn money to support her family.
So, while the old lady showered Brady with compliments, Violet forced a big awkward smile on her face and nodded continuously with "uh-huh," as if agreeing.
Soon they arrived at the grand mansion's dining room.
The dining room, bright as a palace, had a long table covered with luxurious lace tablecloth, filled with a variety of delicious dishes, such as fish head and wolf-berry soup, stewed pig trotters, osmanthus fish, donkey-hide gelatin abalone, fish maw with sliced pork...
To sum it up, the dishes on this table must have cost as much as an ordinary family's food expenses for half a month.
Violet looked over and silently sighed in her heart. Then, guided by the old lady, she had no choice but to sit next to Brady.
As soon as she sat down, a powerful air pressure from this man instantly enveloped her, like an airtight net suffocating her.
Violet suddenly felt a bit breathless; she still wasn't used to sitting at the same table as him.
This man, even without speaking, had a terrifyingly low air pressure around him, making it difficult for people to speak or even look at him.
"Ms. Devereux, I wonder if these small dishes suit your taste?" After sitting down, the old lady asked with a smiling face.
"These dishes are all good," Violet hurriedly nodded.
"Good, as long as you like them." The old lady sat across from the two of them and increasingly felt that this little girl was a perfect match for her grandson.
She was beautiful, lovely, obedient, and polite.
Actually, she had a good eye for people; she could tell whether a girl was genuine or not at a glance.
This girl wasn't pretending or acting.
Very good.
Earlier in the dressing room, she deliberately showed her the whole room full of expensive jade pendants and those million-dollar precious jewelry. However, this little girl just glanced at it, her eyes clear, and no trace of vanity.
Therefore, she should be a good girl.
"Grandma, Ms. Devereux said she had something to attend to earlier, didn't she? Let's eat first." Brady didn't want to keep Violet around like his grandma did.
Because of the incident at the hotel a year ago, he still held a grudge against her.
"Oh, right, I forgot. Look at me, my forgetful mind." The old lady lightly tapped her own forehead and smiled at Violet, saying, "Ms. Devereux, let's eat."
"Okay." Violet picked up her chopsticks and silently started eating.
Originally, she had wanted to leave immediately.
Finish eating quickly and leave early.
Violet specifically instructed the butler to serve her a large bowl of extremely fresh fish head soup. Violet just wanted to finish her drink and leave quickly.
Unfortunately, she forgot that fish head soup stimulates milk production. She drank it all at once and reluctantly, her breasts started to swell.
This sudden turn of events startled Violet, causing her to quickly stand up and say, "Granny, I'm done eating... Can I go back first? I have something important to do."
"Of course, of course..." the old lady felt guilty for forcing her to have dinner tonight and didn't want to keep her any longer, "Ms. Devereux, if you have something urgent, then go and take care of it."
"Okay." The old lady agreed, allowing Violet to breathe a sigh of relief. She immediately grabbed her bag and said to Brady beside her, "Mr. Hall, I'm leaving first."
Brady nodded but remained seated. Seeing this, the old lady gave Brady a knowing look and said, "Brady, quickly see Ms. Devereux off."
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