Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1240

Chapter 1240: Speaking of the devil...

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"Charles?" Allison furrowed her brows, stopping from wiping the table when she noticed Charles had stopped.

For once, Allison had already told her husband not to help with the restaurant. After all, Charles was assisting Penny because their daughter had bought out the Miller Company, but for some reason, she hadn’t put it under the Prime Group. Hence, Allison understood that her husband already had a full plate. She didn’t want to bother him anymore.

But alas, here he was, helping out to clean the restaurant.

"Honey, are you okay?" she asked, walking over to him to check. "You just stopped all of a sudden. Are you hurt anywhere?"

Charles flashed her a smile. "Nothing, honey. I’m just... I feel like our children are talking about me. Or maybe they’re picturing me in a very strange way."

"Charles." Allison huffed, looking him dead in the eye. "Why do you always think that our children would talk bad about their father?"

Because all their children inherited just his bad traits from him? It was still a good thing that they got their mother’s beauty, so he could forgive them.

"Where are they, by the way?" he asked with a sigh.

"Atlas told me they’d be spending dinner at Zoren’s and Penny’s home."

"I knew it!"

"Charles," she called in a calming tone. "Aren’t you glad that our children are getting along? Even without us, they’d have dinner together. Knowing they’re getting along well is a good thing for both of us."

"Trust me, Charles. Your children don’t care about you as much as you think." This time, Jessa’s voice was heard, seated in the chair leisurely with a bottle of beer in her hand. "Those kids have their own worlds, and it doesn’t revolve around you."

"Jessa, if your children are like that, my children aren’t."

"Well, hell. If my children think about me and just remember all the beatings I gave them, I’d rather they not talk about me and find comfort in the shared trauma."

"Tch. I should’ve called child services on you before," Charles clicked his tongue, glaring at her. "By the way, when is this family dinner again?"

"Now that you mention it!" Jessa gulped a mouthful of beer, making Charles narrow his eyes at her.

"You don’t know?" he gasped. "What kind of mother are you?! Nina is getting officially engaged again, and you don’t know when we’re meeting her fiancé?!"

Allison breathed out heavily and shook her head, throwing up her hands. At this point, she was used to these two. If she didn’t know better, she would think Jessa and Charles were siblings. They bantered like one. Even so, she couldn’t help but smile about it. _{freewebnøvel.com}