CHAPTER 18: CHAPTER 18: PAID TO DO THE JOB

She strode over, her slender fingers poking the man’s chest, warning fiercely, "Desmond Fairchild, who was that? Three million isn’t enough for you? You’re still picking up clients? Fine, considering your financial troubles, I’ll give you five million, but from now on, keep any female entity within a meter of you away."

This kid is so smart, who knows, he might learn his father’s knack for picking up women at a young age.

Just thinking about this possibility, Seraphina Sinclair couldn’t help but shoot him a deep glare, what on earth!

Desmond Fairchild’s expression was cold, his slightly squinted eyes carried a hint of danger, "I know what I’m doing, you don’t need to remind me constantly."

Otherwise, he wouldn’t mind proving to Seraphina Sinclair whether he’s been taking clients or not.

Hmph, better not!

Seraphina Sinclair huffed as she turned around and took her son home.

Jude Sinclair glanced empathetically at his dad left behind, the car should be his dad’s, the driver... does his dad have many beautiful aunties around him?

Jude Sinclair took out his phone and texted his great-grandmother, "Great Grandma, the driver auntie who sent Daddy back is really pretty, but why is Mommy angry and arguing with Daddy."

On the other side, Old Mrs. Fairchild received the message from her beloved great-grandson and immediately checked it out, her brow furrowed upon seeing the message.

She said to Aunt Lynch, "I remember Desmond’s driver is his assistant?"

Aunt Lynch replied, "Yes, her name is Chase Warren. She just returned from maternity leave a few months ago, came back right after the postpartum period." She’s very diligent.

Old Mrs. Fairchild felt reassured and immediately said, "Find a male driver for Desmond, a married man who doesn’t know how to avoid suspicion, no wonder he can’t win over his daughter-in-law, can’t coax his son back, useless!"

Aunt Lynch: ...

At Azure Cloud Shores, Seraphina Sinclair was simmering with anger all night, coldly watching Desmond Fairchild play around with their son, and she took back her words from the morning, Jude was not considerate at all, couldn’t he see she’s angry!

Not a single comforting word?

Hmph, as soon as it hit nine o’clock, Seraphina Sinclair immediately rushed over, "It’s nine o’clock, you should go to bed."

Little Jude Sinclair let out a sound of reluctance, yet obediently returned to his bedroom.

Seeing Jude go to bed, Seraphina Sinclair felt a sense of satisfaction, tosses her hair as she prepared to go back to her room to shower.

Just as she turned to close the door, she suddenly locked eyes with Desmond Fairchild’s deep black eyes.

She instinctively stepped back two paces, her small hand continuously patting her chest, her slender brows sharply furrowed, "Why are you following me, scared me for a moment."

Desmond Fairchild raised his brows and naturally replied, "Sleeping."

Sleeping?

Sleeping together with her?

Thinking about the morning incident, Seraphina Sinclair resisted the urge to roll her eyes and pointed outside the room, "There are plenty of rooms in this house, choose one for your bedroom, no need to sleep with me."

Previously, he claimed the couch wasn’t big enough, now there’s a bed, should be big enough, right?

Even though they had decided to live together so that Jude could have a complete home, she wasn’t planning on really getting involved with Desmond Fairchild.

Desmond Fairchild held the door with one hand, staring straight at the little woman in front of him, eyes filled with some interest, "The employer raised the pay, naturally, I should accompany you."

"I told you it’s not necessary, really not necessary, don’t be so courteous." Seraphina Sinclair stepped back two paces.

This Desmond Fairchild doesn’t seem so accommodating, previously at home he acted like a lord with no awareness of being kept, what wind blew today that he actually offered to sleep over?

Seraphina Sinclair’s heart trembled, as if realizing something, she quickly said, "Rest assured, no need for you to serve, I won’t deduct your pay."

As she spoke, she clearly saw Desmond Fairchild’s handsome face darken, she became even more puzzled, "What exactly do you want, I’m going to sleep."