Hope It's Not Too Late to Love
Chapter 963

Chapter 963 Twisting the Knife

At this moment, Vania was scrolling through the netizens' comments in high spirits. Answering the phone call from the show's director, she came straight to the point, saying, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this. Not only will the show not be affected, but it'll also get even better ratings, too."

Hearing her words, the director thanked her repeatedly, saying, "Well, that'd be great! Sorry to bother you with all of this, President Greyson."

After Vania ended the phone call, Hanson snatched the phone from her. He asked in all seriousness, "Darling, tell me the truth. Are you July?" Despite the many previous instances where she had astonished him with her talents, he was once again excited about how amazing she was this time. After all, it was incredibly outstanding for someone to have so many identities at once.

Vania gave him a wink and replied, "Yes, I am, of course. I wouldn't have dared to perform the work of a grand pianist without permission if I weren't."

Hanson had figured this out already, but he felt complicated about it nonetheless. "Darling, what am I supposed to do with you?" I might as well just keep her away from the public eye. Such a great wife is surely going to attract prying eyes, and I'm too selfish to allow someone else to take a look at her.

Seeing his hurt demeanor, the seven little kids came together to twist the knife in his wound. "Daddy, there's one other thing that we haven't told you."

Hanson squinted at his son with narrow eyes. "What else is it that I don't know about?"

James replied coolly, "Mommy wrote that piece for us."

That's another stab in the heart, thought Hanson to himself.

Jack thought this was far from enough, though. He said to Hanson, "Do you know what the name July means?"

Clever as Hanson was, he was, of course, able to figure this out, but he was reluctant to admit it.

Holding his dessert in both hands, Jacob looked at his proud father while continuing to provoke him, saying, "Every piece of music that Mommy's written is dedicated to us, and she said she'd only write songs for us." In other words, he was implying that Hanson could forget about getting Vania to write songs for him.

The three kids were always with Vania, so they knew all these things.

Just as they had expected, the already jealous Hanson grew even more jealous at their words. My wife loves me as well, so shouldn't I get included in her stage name? Staring at Vania with puppy-dog eyes, he said, "Darling, I think you need to get a new stage name."

Vania already knew what he was going to say. "You mean something like August?" This guy simply loves to take these kinds of stuff seriously.

Hanson nodded. "That sounds pretty good, or if you don't mind, you can go by something like 'Vaniason,' but 'Hansovania' would be even better." The more he thought about this, the more satisfied he was with the stage name.

"Not a chance!" Vania gave him a look that told him to stop dreaming. She certainly wouldn't go by such a bizarre stage name. After all, she was ranked among the top pianists in the world. Names like 'Vaniason' or 'Hansovania' didn't sound good at all, not to mention that they weren't aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.

With the first request getting declined, Hanson started to make a second request. "Darling, you've written pieces of music for the kids, so when are you going to write one for me?" He couldn't be below the kids in everything; he needed to look good in front of them, too.

"It'll have to wait. I've been lacking inspiration lately." It wasn't like she could write songs by declaring that she was going to write one, of course.

Jack chimed in smugly, "Daddy, don't you get what that means? Mommy doesn't want to write songs for you at all."

"That's right! Mommy only wants to write songs for us." Morales and Morgan always liked to twist the knife at crucial moments.

Luckily, Lily felt a little bit sorry for Hanson. She persuaded her brothers, "Let's not provoke Daddy anymore, okay? He's so miserable already."