Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1600: Chapter 1600: How Dare She?

Morgan Ashworth looked at Eleven who had barged in suddenly, and immediately furrowed his eyebrows, slamming the documents on the table with displeasure, "Eleven, you’re becoming more and more unruly."

"President, I’m sorry, I was a bit anxious, but I have something important to report to you immediately." Eleven wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

Seeing Eleven’s expression, Morgan Ashworth spoke, "What’s wrong?"

Eleven had been with him for a long time and wasn’t the reckless type unless there was something truly urgent.

Eleven said in a low voice, "President, it’s not good, the young master has been taken away."

What?

The young boy had only run away from home recently, making him search for a whole day. That fear of losing his son caused Morgan Ashworth’s eyes to darken suddenly. He shouted sharply, "What’s wrong with Joy, who took him away?"

"President, I just got a call from Mrs. Webb. Mrs. Webb said... said the young master was taken... taken by..." Eleven stuttered, not daring to say the name out loud.

Morgan Ashworth was even more displeased, "Why are you stammering, can’t talk anymore? Who has the guts to take my son away!"

"President, it was... it was Willow Crawford who took the young master away."

What Crawford?

At first, Morgan Ashworth thought he was hearing things, after all, the woman who had disappeared for three whole years, so heartless and cold, how could she suddenly reappear without any sign?

"Who did you say it was? Say it again."

Eleven swallowed hard, thinking to himself that the President asked him to say it, "President, Willow Crawford is back, she took the young master away."

Suddenly, Morgan Ashworth’s handsome face became dark, clouds gathering. Willow Crawford is back, she actually returned!

Morgan Ashworth immediately took out his phone and dialed Mrs. Webb.

Soon, the call connected, Mrs. Webb’s voice came through, "Hello, sir."

Morgan Ashworth gripped the phone tightly, veins bulging on his hand, "Mrs. Webb, who did you say took my son away?"

"Sir, it was... it was Joy’s mommy, Joy’s mommy suddenly appeared at the doorstep and took the young master away."

"How can you be sure it’s her?"

"Well... the young master called her mommy, and when I looked, Joy’s mommy was really beautiful, like a Celestial Beauty, surely she must be the young master’s mommy." Mrs. Webb could not hide her admiration for Willow Crawford.

Morgan Ashworth was annoyed, snorting coldly, "Does she have straight long hair?"

His impression of Willow Crawford was always with jet-black long hair, pure beyond compare.

Mrs. Webb shook her head, "No, Joy’s mommy has curly hair, a very stylish curl, remarkably distinguished."

What?

She’s not straight-haired anymore?

Only now did Morgan Ashworth realize he hadn’t seen her for three years. He didn’t even know what she had changed into, had she gotten her hair curled?

"Did she just take my son away like that? Did she seek my consent?" This woman was truly outrageous!

"The young master wanted to go with mommy, I couldn’t stop him. Sir, Joy’s mommy said if you have any anger, go find her."

Morgan Ashworth, "..."

His handsome facial muscles twitched violently twice, his face clouded as he hung up the phone angrily.

He sat in the chair, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. How dare she?

"President, I’ve already sent people to investigate, Willow Crawford has taken the young master back to the Crawford family, should we head over immediately?"