The Valentine familyâs villa, After Beau accompanied Jory to eat, he played a few more chess games with him, âYouâve always been rational and calm. Why do you allow Matthew to do as he wishes this time?â After a few rounds of chess, Jory stroked his beard and asked softly, Beau smiled faintly. âWhen it comes to love, he always tries to escapeâ âThe lady has been chasing him for three or four years, but he has never reacted, Now he finally made a decision.â âAs an uncle, why donât I support him?â âIs that all?â
Jory laughed. âYou can fool others, but you canât fool meâ He sighed lightly. âI have sent someone to investigate.â âSomething bad happened to this lady last night.â âMatthew is marrying her because he wants her to have a backer in the future, right?â âThe audienceâs love and judgments are very important for her occupationâ âAlthough few people on the Internet know about her news now, it will be a fatal blow to her i the news is leaked.â âEven if she made some money by filming these years, there are many things that money canât settle.â Beau smiled helplessly, âI canât hide anything from you.â Roseane had no power or influence. Even if she had money, most of the time, money didnât mean everything, If the news of her being humiliated last night got out, it would be a devastating blow to herself and her future career, But if she became a member of the Valentine family, everything would be different, The Valentine family was the most powerful family in Krine. It was the Heaven in Krine, After she married Matthew, regardless of who it was, they had to think twice before deciding whether they could afford to offend the Valentine family, This was also the reason why Beau did not stop Matthew and even supported him. However, Beau didnât expect Jory to be able to guess their true motive, As expected, the older the wiser, Jory stroked his beard with a smile. âWhen are you going to announce the relationship between you and my daughter-in-law?â âI think my daughter-in-law is quite popular on the Internet recentlyâ, Beauâs lips curled into a doting smile. âShe doesnât like to make it public, so we wonât make it public for the time being.â âBesides, no one could threaten herâ âShe has no worries like Roseanc, so itâs better to stay away from any trouble. If she doesnât be my wife, she may live a better life.â Jory shook his head helplessly. âSheâs only married for a short time. If you spoil her like this, wonât she be spoiled to the heavens by you in the future?â âAs long as she wants, I can do whatever she wants.â Jory, ââ¦â He had lost. He had never thought that his son, who was always bad at words, could speak such sweet words!
Just as the father and son were bickering with each other, Beauâs phone rang. It was from Eliza. Beau stood up directly and answered the phone. âWhy did you call me at this time?â Jory looked at Beauâs tall and straight back and carefully changed the chess pieces on the chess board. 1 âI have something to tell you.â At the other end of the line, Elizaâs voice had a strong nasal voice. âCan you come home?â âItâsâ¦
something very important.â Her light voice contained a bit of cowardice. âOf course, if you donât want to come back.â âIâm going back now.â Beau said in a low voice, âWait for me at home.â After that, he hung up the phone. Behind him, Jory was still holding onto Beauâs chess piece. He did not have the time to put it down. He was caught on the spot. Jory smiled embarrassedly at Beau. âYour⦠your chess piece seems dirty.â Beau was amused by his childish behavior. He walked over, picked up the coat next to the chessboard, and put it on his arm. âSince the chess pieces are dirty, let the servants clean it.â âI have something else to do, so Iâll go first.â A trace of sadness flashed across Joryâs face. âDidnât you say you have no work in the afternoon?â âItâs true that I donât have any work this afternoon.â Beau elegantly buckled the shirt cuffs and said, âBut your daughter-in-law wants me to go back now.â âSheâs looking for me. I have to go to her.â âSo you just stand your father up?â âThatâs right.â He did not care about the Joryâs grievances at all, and even rubbed salt in his wounds. âYou have been my father for twenty-eight years. She has only been my wife for more than a month.â âOld love is not as good as new love. She is the new love now.â Jory, ââ¦â âAre you sure this is a suitable metaphor?â
âAbout the same.â Beau looked at Jory indifferently. âI hope that next time when we play chess together, Father, you can learn to beat me above board, not rely on the withdrawal game.â Jory, ââ¦â
When Beau returned home, Eliza was still lying on the bed in her bedroom, staring at the ceiling: She still didnât know how to explain it to Beau. But it was absolutely impossible not to explain. He would find out sooner or later. Instead of waiting for him to find out, it was better for her to be frank in front of him and tell him everything. ? The most important thing between husband and wife is honesty and trust, isnât it?
Suddenly, the sound of car stopping came from downstairs. Eliza quickly put on her slippers and went downstairs. When she walked to the door, she saw a stack of photos on the bedside table. She took a deep breath and finally put the photos into her pocket and went downstairs. In the living room downstairs, Beau had just entered and was hanging his jacket on the hanger at the entrance. âYouâre back.â Eliza pursed her lips and carefully went downstairs. Beau lightly nodded, turned around and sat down on the sofa. He leaned back, his hands on the armrest of the sofa, and his long legs elegantly overlapped. He looked at her and chuckled. âCome here.â Beauâs voice was low and pleasant, with a hint of indulgence that could not be ignored. Elizaâs face flushed red. She carefully walked over and sat down beside him. Before she sat down, she was pressed directly on the sofa by him. He pressed her between the sofa and him, and his thin lips moved closer. âMrs. Valentine, youâre in such a hurry to let me come back. Do you miss me?â His ambiguous attitude made Eliza want to say a lot, but she couldnât say it out.
After a while, she took a deep breath, took out the stack of photos from her pocket and put them in Beauâs hand. âJust now, Riley came and gave me these photos and my motherâs jade pendant.â âBut, he asked us to let Esme go,â Beau looked at the photos. As he flipped them over one by one, his frown deepened.