Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 750

After silently counting Jones Group's market value, he took a deep breath and uttered, "We don't have to work anymore and enjoy a free and easy life by just taking the dividend that Stanley gives us. As for Lacie, when she grows up, she may be a rich woman and doesn't have to worry about money at all." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Shaking in delight, Ariah held the contract in her hand and felt like she was holding a treasure chest. "S-Stanley is really willful."

Jimmy carried the innocent and childish Lacie into his arms.

He felt that his daughter was very lucky to receive such a huge sum of money when she had just turned one.

Leaning back on the sofa and letting Lacie step on his belly, he sighed, "Honey, our girl's blackmailing skill is top-notch. As a policeman, I'm impressed."

Ariah glared at him. "Stop it!"

After a pause, she added, "You better return this contract to Stanley. We can't accept it."

"I know." Jimmy changed into a serious expression and nodded.

With that, Ariah quickly put the contract back into its envelope.

On the other hand, it was a rather peculiar scene at the Jones Family. Sharon found that Simon had become more and more introverted ever since the party two days ago.

Previously, although he did not like to talk, at least he showed his interest in other things.

But in the past two days, he was obviously a little down and upset.

Sharon told Stanley about this. He cancelled his dinner plan and came home early tonight to observe Simon.

Sure enough, as Sharon said, Simon didn't look happy.

After dinner, Sharon sat with Seamus and Sadie for their homework while Stanley and Simon played games in the living room.

When playing Lego, Stanley tempted his son to talk, but Simon always looked at him lazily and then responded with a gesture to prove that he heard him and continued to play by himself.

From this reaction, Stanley found that Simon was actually very clever because he would respond when adults talked to him, but he just didn't want to talk.

Without forcing him to speak, Stanley caressed his head and muttered, "Are you mad at Mommy and Daddy?"

Simon's hand, which was holding a toy, halted.

It was at this time that Stanley asked again, "Is it because we blame you for bullying Lacie, but actually you didn't do it?"

Sharon said that he had been depressed after coming back from the party, so he assumed that the incident was the only thing that could upset Simon.

Upon hearing the question, Simon raised his head and glanced at him.

It was only through this glance that Stanley finally understood what was going on.

Simon was not only smart, but he was also very sensitive. He actually held the grudge for two days.

Leaning against the sofa, he pondered for a while as he looked at his son with a smile, and then provoked, "You're angry at us, but I don't think we were at fault. You did bully Lacie."

After his remark, Simon put aside the toys in his hand and stared at his father.

As if he didn't notice his stare, Stanley continued, "Lacie is a girl. Didn't you see that Uncle Jimmy loves Lacie so much? Of course, he would be angry because you bullied his daughter. Besides, have you ever seen Seamus bully Sadie? He always let Sadie be, doesn't he?"

At this moment, Simon's fair face began to flush.

His response surprised Stanley. Even at this moment, Simon was still resisting the urge to defend himself.

He could really bear the brunt.

Feeling challenged, Stanley was trying to think of another way to force Simon to speak when Seamus went to the washroom and then poured himself a glass of water.

"You've finished your homework?" Stanley asked.

Seamus nodded. "Yup."

"What about Sadie?"

Seamus sat down on the sofa and sighed, "She doesn't know how to do her math, so now she is arguing with Mom."

Sure enough, as Stanley pricked up his ears to listen, he could hear the faint voices of Sharon and Sadie bickering in the study...

"What are you guys doing?" Seamus took a sip of water.

Stanley's way of getting along with Seamus had always been earnest and adultlike. "Simon bullied Lacie at her birthday party, and he's been upset because we scolded him."

"Oh," Seamus hummed. "Has he been ignoring you?"

Stanley raised his eyebrows. "He is very reserved. No one can force him to talk if he doesn't want to."

And that included him, the father.

Sitting up straight, Seamus clapped and declared, "I have an idea. Give me a hundred grand."

Stunned for a moment, Stanley stared at Seamus with a scrutinizing gaze. "Why?"

"Make fund for my future business."

Stanley squinted.

As expected, as his son, he had such strong financial management skills since young.

Although Stanley doubted that Seamus could come up with a good idea, he didn't want to crush his confidence, so he nodded. "Deal."

Smiling triumphantly, Seamus got down from the sofa, and came to Simon.

The confused Simon did not understand the conversation between his father and brother just now.

Putting the glass down, Seamus sat cross-legged in front of Simon, and asked him seriously, "Did you bully Lacie?"

Simon simply stared at him quietly.

"How dare you stare at me? You should be taught a lesson. How could you bully her? Uncle Jimmy loves Lacie so much. You should be thankful that he didn't smack you that day."

Simon widened his eyes in disbelief. What was his brother talking about? Was he scolding him?

How could he scold him when Mom and Dad didn't even dare to?

Seeing Simon's bulging cheek, Seamus poked it with his finger and teased, "You're upset? Even I don't dare to provoke Lacie. How could you push her? Mom should have smack you that day."

Then, he continued with a snort, "In order not to embarrass us, I think you don't have to join us for lunch with Lacie's family next week. You can stay at home with the nanny."

Annoyed, Simon threw the toy in his hand and shouted, "No!"

The living room was suddenly quiet.

Shocked, Stanley looked at Seamus in disbelief. He had underestimated this little brat.

Did he succeed just like that?

Seamus chuckled and pinched Simon's face. "You can deal with Dad whether you can go or not. Anyway, I won't allow you to go. You are so shameful. You even bully girls."

Panicked, Simon exclaimed, "I won't push her ever again!"

Ignoring Simon, Seamus got up and walked to his father. "See? I got him to talk. Remember our deal and the hundred grand you promised me."

After that, he went to the bathroom. "I'll take a bath."

Looking at Seamus's back, he realized that Seamus had tricked him.

Turning his gaze at Simon, Stanley picked him up and said in a coaxing tone, "Hurry, call me Dad, and I'll take you to the party on Sunday."

He had never heard Simon call him.

Bashful, Simon moved his lips and produced a soft voice, "Dad..."

Stanley's eyes instantly softened as he kissed his son, "Good boy."