Chapter 957: You Won't Like Men, Will You?

Chapter 957: Chapter 957: You Won’t Like Men, Will You?

The Old Lady huffed and puffed her way along, without spotting anyone chasing after her, which only added to her frustration. Suddenly, she stopped and demanded, “Why won’t he agree to get married?”

Following closely behind her, the Housekeeper quickly halted and respectfully responded, “Perhaps Master hasn’t yet met someone he likes. Once he meets someone he likes, he will naturally think of marriage.”

The mention of this topic only infuriated the Old Lady, “But look at him, does he seem like someone who’s going to meet someone he likes? Has he ever properly interacted with any of the women I’ve introduced him to for matchmaking? Either he’s distracted or just paying lip service. Now he won’t even pay that lip service…”

“Well… matters of love depend on fate. Maybe Master just didn’t have fate with those Misses,” the Housekeeper tried to console her.

The Old Lady refused to listen, pondering with a frown, then suddenly looked up, “Do you think… it’s not possible that he actually likes men, right?”

Master likes men?!

The Housekeeper gasped in shock and dared not reply.

“All those rumors about his escapades could be fake, maybe he likes men, and all that was just for show…” She paused thoughtfully and then dropped an even bigger bombshell, “Maybe he likes Hayes?”

It seemed like Hayes and Edward spent a lot more time together, so from that perspective, it seemed possible.

The Housekeeper felt a throbbing in his temples and assured her quite confidently, “Old Lady, you are overthinking it. I can guarantee that Master does not have that kind of relationship with Hayes.”

“Because Hayes already has someone he loves and is about to get married. So it’s definitely not possible, Old Lady, you are thinking too much.”

This newly emerged speculation from the Old Lady was mercilessly shot down, bringing her back to the original question, “Then tell me, why won’t he get married? He’s already over thirty, if he doesn’t marry, I…” How was she supposed to have grandchildren?!

Suddenly, the Old Lady had an epiphany and turned to the Housekeeper, “Right, Lyle is still in Country T, isn’t he?”

“Yes, Young Master Westbrook is still in Country T.”

If Enna was there too… she could arrange a meeting between Enna and Lyle. They hadn’t met last time, but this time… she needed to find a way to make them meet properly.

…

Enna Clark was completely unaware that she had already caught someone’s attention.

These past few days, she had been occupied with Gigi’s affairs, first in helping Gigi find a doctor, and then in dealing with Gigi’s dependency on Lyle Westbrook.

The former was manageable, as the doctor who had inherited the traditions of Traditional Medicine that Baron Lawrence brought back from Country W had visited and offered several good suggestions for Gigi.

But the latter was more troublesome; Gigi would still fuss and want to find Lyle whenever they were apart for a bit longer. However, it was an improvement from the very beginning when Gigi would cry the moment she couldn’t see Lyle.

Amidst her busy moments, a call from an unknown number came through. Enna saw Bobby teaching Gigi how to draw, both of them giggling happily, and she curled her lips into a smile, discreetly stepping out to answer the phone, “Hello.”

“Enna.”

A man’s voice came through.

The smile on Enna’s face instantly chilled, and she asked indifferently, “What is it?”

Why would Jacob Clark suddenly call her, and what would he want now?

Jacob Clark himself also didn’t want to call her, especially after hearing Enna’s indifferent tone, which aggravated his annoyance further.

He hadn’t recovered from the irritation of the company being acquired and was still harboring delusions that Enna would apologize to him.

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