Free Web NovelChapter 167: Cheese Potatoes
Editor: Henyee Translations
"Joan, come and try Mr. Jacob’s fish soup." Actually, Sylvia could tell that Joan didn’t look happy, so she called the butler to place the fish soup in front of Joan.
"Thank you, Madam Sylvia, but I don’t really like fish soup," Joan said with a smile while looking at the fish soup in front of her.
After Joan said this, Madam Sylvia didn’t look happy.
"I like it the most. Give it to me," Mr. Jacob said as he glanced at Joan and brought the soup in front of her. After this, no one at the dining table said anything for a long time.
"By the way, I heard that your assistant, Bruce, has been with you for a long time and is very capable." They were almost done with the meal, so Sylvia put down the cutlery in her hand and suddenly looked at Owen.
"Kinda. He’s indeed been with me for a long time," Owen said dubiously, not knowing why Madam Sylvia suddenly mentioned Bruce.
"You’re usually so busy with work, and moreover, you and Anita have just gotten married so you can’t always work overtime. Didn’t Joan want to learn company management? Let Bruce teach her," Sylvia said with a smile as she picked up the napkin in front of her and wiped her mouth. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
"Bruce? Let him teach Joan?" Owen didn’t quite understand what she meant, so he asked again.
"That’s right. Bruce has been with you for so long. I believe in his abilities. He definitely will have no problem teaching Joan. Joan, don’t you think so?" After saying that, Sylvia looked at Joan and smiled.
"Owen, what do you think? Dad asked me to learn from you." Joan cursed Madam Sylvia inside, but she still looked at Owen with feigned gentleness as she turned to Owen and said softly.
Owen didn’t quite understand what Madam Sylvia and Joan were saying, but he instinctively felt that he should listen to Madam Sylvia, so he thought about it and said, "Joan, I think Mom makes sense. Bruce does know a little more about company management than I do. You know, I’m more focused on technology, so I might not be able to teach you anything."
"But... but, Owen, I don’t know Bruce very well. I’m a little afraid." Joan didn’t give up and looked at Owen again with an aggrieved expression.
"It’s okay. Don’t worry. Bruce is easy to get along with. You’ll know when you see him. I’ll tell him. He’ll teach you well," Owen said again while listening to Joan.
Joan knew that there was no need to continue, so she nodded helplessly. "Thank you, Owen."
Owen nodded when he heard Joan’s words and smiled without saying anything.
When this matter was finally settled, Anita heaved a sigh of relief. She had been worried that Joan would go to Owen’s company to study, but she hadn’t expected Madam Sylvia to resolve it with a few words.
Although she didn’t know if Madam Sylvia could tell how Joan felt about Owen, she was still grateful to Madam Sylvia.
"By the way, Owen, you and Anita have been married for a few months. Don’t you know that your father and I are anxious to have a grandchild? Even if you two aren’t, you have to consider us," Sylvia said again.
As soon as she said this, Anita, Owen, and Joan were stunned. "Mom, what are you talking about? We’ve only been married for a few months. What are you anxious about?" When Owen realized what was going on, he looked at Madam Sylvia first.
"I didn’t ask you. I asked Anita. Anita, tell me." Sylvia saw Owen looking anxious, so she smiled and turned to Anita.
"Mom, we... we’re planning it," Anita couldn’t help but blush when she heard Madam Sylvia’s words.
"If you’re planning it, that’s good. Your father and I are already planning what to name your children. It’s best if you have two children, a boy and a girl. When the time comes, leave them at home. Your father and I will take care of them for you." Sylvia could tell that Anita was embarrassed, but she still smiled and said it.
"Yes, I understand." Anita nodded sheepishly.
"By the way, Joan, you should quickly find someone to marry and have children with. Don’t always make your father worry," Sylvia said to Joan.
When Joan heard what Madam Sylvia had just said, she was so angry that she wanted to rub the napkin in her hand until it was torn. Now that she suddenly heard Madam Sylvia change her target and ask her, she couldn’t hide her expression in time.
