After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 826

Chapter 826

"At the time, it was all over the trending topic because the commander-in-chief had returned from the border and was a hero who had made special contributions."

June had always been quite sensitive to this kind of thing.

At the age of twenty-four, she still didn't have a boyfriend, and her lifelong dream had always been to have a hero marry her.

As a result, she showed little interest in ordinary rich kids or playboys. All she truly desired was to replace a genuine hero.

The Foster family shared her concerns and wondered where they could possibly replace such a match for June.

Furthermore, times had changed. Gone were the days of chaos when heroes were plentiful. It was now a time of peace, and families with significant backgrounds were reluctant to let their children embark on dangerous heroics. Instead, they all sought comfortable lives, leaving few willing to endure the hardships of being a hero.

When June heard about Z, the wedding planner who had planned such an amazing wedding, she immediately perked up at hearing he might be connected with heroes too.

The old Mrs. Foster got a headache from hearing this - she really likes her granddaughter June though!

Madam Gisselle muttered quietly under her breath. "Does Z also have some sort of obsession with heroes? What does he mean by only planning weddings for them?"

June heard every word clearly though and suddenly felt excited. "Would it be possible that Z falls in love with me? I don't even know what he looks like yet but I've heard he's super handsome!"

As she spoke more passionately about this idea, there was even some excitement in her voice: "Darius! If you ever get in touch with Z, please introduce him to me! Maybe we could spark something together!" Darius hadn't said anything yet but everyone could hear how serious Mrs. Foster sounded when she spoke up next.

"June!" Her voice carried warning tones as well as hints of age-old bitterness - telling her granddaughter off for getting too carried away again.

June quickly realized what she'd done wrong and lowered her head uncomfortably while Madam Gisselle tried awkwardly changing topics.

"She hasn't dated anyone in so long... maybe you should arrange for her to work at NorthWind Airlines instead Darius? It wouldn't do any good if all she did every day was hang out shopping or drinking tea with those other rich girls."

Madam Gisselle had always harbored a desire to have June working at NorthWind Airlines, but an appropriate opportunity had eluded her until now. Fortunately, circumstances conveniently brought everyone together, allowing for a more natural integration without subjecting Darius to excessive public embarrassment.

The timing couldn't have been better, in Madam Gisselle's opinion.

Old Mrs. Foster concurred with Madam Gisselle's proposal and nodded approvingly. "June needs to replace her own path and contribute to society. While her piano skills may be average, they alone cannot sustain her. As for her other talents, she possesses only a rudimentary understanding. It would be more beneficial for her to assist you at the company, fostering personal growth, rather than remaining a sheltered princess at home."

Darius didn't think much about it since he didn't have any ill feelings towards his cousin anyway. Aedan was always more interested in racing cars than anything else, regardless of the company's affairs. "June can come work at the marketing department," Darius said enthusiastically. "It's an easy department to start with and she can move up later on if she wants."

He paused for a moment before adding, "I remember June liked photography too. Nowadays, short videos are popular so maybe she can learn more about that from her colleagues in marketing." June never expected that daydreaming about Z would lead her down the career path where she had to work outside of home like an ordinary employee starting from scratch.

She wasn't happy about it though and protested immediately, "Brother! How could I be just an employee? I'm your sister! Shouldn't I be given some kind of managerial position?" "Just based on who you are?" Darius replied bluntly without giving her any face whatsoever. "I'm afraid you'll ruin NorthWind Airlines' reputation if we put you in charge right away." The marketing department may seem unimportant but they were responsible for managing the entire company's image and reputation.

Madam Gisselle froze upon hearing this news; She thought June would be assigned somewhere important like finance or management but instead was delegated to marketing as an ordinary employee? She quickly glanced over at Jarrett, hoping he'd say something but he ignored everything around him while eating his soup.

Madam Gisselle seethed with anger inside; All he ever did was eat! Eat! Eat! Did he starve himself in his previous life? The food tasted like wax now as it went down her throat.

Sylvia watched all these events unfold with cold eyes while arching one eyebrow slightly.

Isabelle sensed there were undercurrents beneath their conversation but decided not get involved; She only had one job which was taking care of their daughter properly.

Although Bethany was young, she was very mature. Every now and then, she would even serve Madam Karina by saying, "Grandma, have some."

"Grandpa, have some too."

After serving Madam Karina, Bethany didn't forget to serve Seamus as well. This heartwarming gesture melted the hearts of the couple.

"Oh my goodness! Why is my granddaughter so thoughtful?"

"Bethany should eat too."

Old Mrs. Foster felt a bit jealous as she watched this scene unfold before her eyes. She thought that maybe Bethany would also offer to serve her food. However, after waiting for a while, nothing happened. She couldn't bring herself to ask either because of pride.

She regretted not being nicer to the child earlier on and why did she dislike Isabelle in the first place? She realized how foolish she had been.

But it was too late for regrets now; all she could do was try to make up for lost time.

Her usually stern face wore a stiff and awkward smile as she picked up her cutlery and served Bethany a shrimp, saying, "Well... Bethany, come over here, and have one shrimp."

Perhaps due to nervousness or being overly cautious with her movements, Old Mrs. Foster's cutlery accidentally dropped onto the table with a loud "pop" sound before falling onto the floor.

The atmosphere in the dining room was so still that the sound of a pin dropping could be heard. Sylvia had to contain her laughter as it appeared that Old Mrs. Foster was making a strong effort to please her great-granddaughter, which unfortunately, resulted in utter failure.

Franklin gave Darius an amused look which he didn't bother hiding his amusement either.

Darius never expected his grandmother who always followed strict rules would be capable of losing control like this in public.

Old Mrs. Foster's face turned red from embarrassment; even her ears were burning hot!

She felt ashamed about what just happened, since it went against everything that defined who she was someone meticulous about following traditions no matter what!

Isabelle smiled warmly at Bethany and said, "Bethany, dear, don't forget your manners. Say thank you!"

Bethany gracefully descended from her chair and approached old Mrs. Foster, looking up at her with a gentle smile. "Thank you, Great-grandma," she conveyed while deftly picking up a pair of utensils and selecting a chicken leg for the elderly woman.

Old Mrs. Foster felt her heart warm at this gesture and realized that it was all worth it, no matter how embarrassing it may have been earlier.

She ate the chicken leg with tears in her eyes. "Miss Deleon, when you and Bethany first came back here, I was rude to you both by questioning your motives for being here with your child. I am ashamed that acted like such an immature child myself."

Almost everyone present was surprised by Mrs. Foster's public apology, delivered so sincerely. Isabelle could see that Mrs. Foster had truly accepted both Bethany and herself into their lives. She was shocked because she thought that this stubborn old lady would never accept them!

Isabelle glanced over at Darius who nodded his head towards her; his handsome face radiating warmth.

Then, Isabelle redirected her attention towards Old Mrs. Foster, stating, "Grandma, you are too kind. It is natural for individuals to inquire about aspects of others that they are unaware of."

Without saying anything more on this topic, Isabelle began chatting quietly with Sylvia about maternal health issues as well as some things going on in Sierra Leone.

The rest of The Fosters family couldn't get a word in edgewise; especially when Franklin or Darius joined in discussing international affairs.

They soon realized how different their thoughts were from those of these four young people.

Apart from Seamus, who occasionally taught college courses and participated in conversations, the rest of them listened silently, feeling as if they were hearing stories from an entirely different world.

It wasn't until then that they truly understood one thing: there is no need to force oneself into any circle if one doesn't belong there.

International current events can be quite complex indeed! What do certain countries mean behind their statements? What do they really want?

June felt like such an ignoramus compared to Isabelle and Sylvia; their knowledge base made hers seem minuscule!

"Mommy, Aunt Sylvia, what does what you just said mean?" asked Bethany who had been listening intently while tilting her head curiously sideways.

After Bethany asked, Camille quickly replied, "What do you know? Children should not interrupt when adults are talking."

However, what she didn't expect was that Sylvia looked at Bethany's eyes seriously and explained to her word by word.

After explaining it all, she even asked, "Did you understand?"

"I understand. This country bullies the weak and fears the strong. They like to bully small countries with weaker military power," Bethany nodded seriously and looked angry. "Yes," Sylvia said as she rewarded Bethany by serving her some food.

The Foster family was shocked once again!

A five-year-old child can also talk about international affairs?

It's too early for someone so young.