Chapter 148
Chapter 148
At the Bourne Estate family dinner, Grace asked Kaleb with concern, "How's it going with Priscila
Norris, the daughter of the Norris Group?" Kaleb looked down, looking a little frustrated. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.
"Kaleb, your grandma is asking you a question! Didn't you say you guys had a good chat the day
before yesterday?" Kaleb's mother said to her son.
Kaleb said dejectedly, "We were having a great time talking, but then a little girl about four or five years
old suddenly came running over, calling me daddy. She was crying and screaming, making the scene
super awkward. Priscila misunderstood me, and she blocked me. I can't get in touch with her now."
Travis and his wife's faces turned sour. They had hoped that their son could form a connection with a
wealthy family through marriage, maintaining their social status. Although Elijah was excellent, he
wouldn't share his money with them. They had thought marrying into the Norris Group would go
smoothly, but it was ruined by a little girl.
"How could this happen? Did that little girl do it on purpose?" Melina asked angrily.
Kaleb said, "I don't think so. She got separated from her father, and I guess she was terrified, so she
mistook me for him."
He felt it was somewhat familiar as he thought of the little girl's face again.
"That little girl looks like someone Violette! The more I think about it, the more I think they look alike!"
Hearing the name "Violette," Travis immediately warned his son, "Don't mention Violette's name in front
of Elijah."
Kaleb said, "Uncle, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. That girl really looks like Violette..." He looked at Elijah,
trying to explain.
"Enough, stop talking! Let's eat! Later, you'll go with me to apologize to the Norris family!" Travis said.
Kaleb quietly accepted.
At Silverleaf Ridge, Violette was having dinner with her family.
Soon, the two kids finished eating and ran to their room.
"They already had dinner at school, so they're not hungry," Albina said with a smile. "I didn't expect our
Ian to adapt to school life."
Violette looked at the closed door of the children's room and whispered, "Mom, that's a special school,
not like regular schools. Ian has no classmates there. It's just him and two teachers."
"Having no classmates is a small matter. I hope he can learn some knowledge so he won't be idle
when growing up. It would be even better if he could find a job to support himself later." Albina said, her
mood a bit heavy.
Violette comforted her, "Mom, don't think so far ahead. As long as he's healthy, that's the biggest
blessing."
Albina nodded and said, "Alright."
At that moment, the two kids were in their room, sitting by the window chatting.
"Dad is a terrible person." Rita's eyes sparkled, and she growled, "Brother, I don't want such a person
to be my father."
Ian's eyes filled with rage, "He doesn't deserve to be our father."
"Yeah! He's not worthy of being our father! I'd rather have no father than have one like that!" Rita
barked, huffing, "Brother, we should teach him a lesson! He was so fawning over other women today It
made me very angry!"
Ian jumped from the window and said, "I'll make him pay for it."
That night, at ten o'clock.
After taking a bath, Violette paced back and forth in her room.
Although she really didn't want to see Elijah, she had to contact him next.
Mr. Ramsey had contacted the employees who used to work at the Dennis Group, and they all
expressed their willingness to return to work.
So she had to buy the Dennis Group building as soon as possible.
If Elijah really refused to sell, she could only choose to give up and find another place to buy a building.
She opened Elijah's phone number several times but never had the courage to call.
Even though the reason for their breakup wasn't that she had done something wrong to him, why was
she so nervous?
She went downstairs to buy a bottle of wine and brought it back.
After drinking half a bottle of wine, her cheeks gradually turned red.
Her eyes had hinted at of drunkenness, but her brain was still apparent.
She dialed Elijah's number, staring coldly at the phone screen.
About ten seconds later, the call was answered.