Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 345 Unless It'S Her

Chapter 345 Unless It's Her

Matthew looked at her coldly, his face still dark.

"You think I'll believe you just because you said that? You think the grudge between you and Natalia can be solved with just an apology? How many times have I told you to keep your head down and stop attracting trouble? It was all in one ear and out the other, wasn't it?"

At the scolding, as composed as Jessica was, she did lose her temper a bit.

She bit her lip and said resentfully, "Even if I offend her, what can she do? I don't believe that she'd risk having the old man fall ill again by telling the truth! If that was the case, and anything happens to the old man, she'll be making enemies of the Kawn family. Forget the Kawns, even William McCarthy would have a problem with her."

Matthew didn't expect her to say that and was at a sudden loss for words.

He looked at her, growing a bit more cautious.

"I'm warning you. Don't think that, just because you have someone to back you up, you can do whatever you want. Our goal is not Natalia. If you interfere with our business because of your personal reasons, I won't let you go."

Hearing that, Jessica trembled a bit.

She grew serious and said gently, "Don't worry, Uncle. I won't mess things up. But I do have to worry if someone would grow jealous and say something to Grandpa. If it was just one person, it would be fine, but the more voices that speak up, the more suspicious Grandpa could grow. What should I do then?"

Matthew looked at her and chuckled coldly.

"What are you afraid of? We'll get a DNA check if that's the case. You're a child of the Kawn family, so why worry? Hmm?"

His tones grew chilly as he spoke, his mocking gaze seemingly frosting over, making Jessica shake.

She lowered her head and said respectfully, "Yes, I understand."

Only then did Matthew turn and leave.

Jessica exhaled in relief and touched her hair, getting ready to turn back towards the garden.

At that moment, a small, flat impact rang out.

She started, her expression changing.

"Who's there?"

It was pitch black in front of her. The moonlight and the lamplight shone on a few errant trees at head height close to the corner of the wall, making the shadows loom.

A dark shape fell, outlined in the corridor behind the marble pillar. The surroundings were utterly quiet, and not a sound could be heard.

Jessica's heart hammered away.

She grew slightly pale as she looked around, made sure no one was nearby, and walked carefully over to where the voice had come from.

After reaching the spot, she found that there was nobody under the trees.

The trees might have been only head height, but their crowns were thick, and the branches were only at waist level. If a normal person wanted to hide here, they'd have to hunch, and couldn't have run off that quickly.

Had she been seeing things?

Jessica heaved a sigh of relief. It was probably some neighbor's cat, or the sound of rocks being blown off flowerpots!

She relaxed and was about to leave when she stepped on something.

Jessica froze for a moment, took a step back, and saw a pink Peppa Pig hairpin lying there in the grass.

She frowned slightly, bent over, and picked up the hairpin.

There was no dew on the hairpin, and still traces of bodily warmth. It had been dropped there not long ago.

A hairpin like this would only be worn by a child of a few years old, and there were no girls like that in the Kawn family. Almost none of the guests today had brought children with them, too. Except for her...

Jessica's gaze swiftly grew cold.

Natalia and Archie chatted for a while longer with Max and company, then left the garden to go replace William and Ariana.

They were both old and didn't like to party around like the young bucks, so they'd stayed in the lounge to chat with Wilhelm.

With them were Ein Bissel and the old lady of the Nixon family.

When Natalia went over, Anne's hand was being held by a servant and they were heading for the lounge.

Natalia called out. Hearing her, Anne turned around, eyes lighting up right away.

"Mommy, Daddy!"

Shaking off the servant's hand, she ran towards Natalia and Archie.

Anne was slowly getting taller now, and her health was improving, so her strength was much greater than before.

Archie, worried that Natalia would fall over since she was in heels, took a step forward and picked Anne up before she could run into her.

Anne didn't mind. She hugged Archie around his neck and called happily, "Where have you been, Mommy? I haven't seen you the whole night."

Natalia smiled. "Mommy and Daddy went to talk with your Auntie Victoria. Why did you stay outside alone? Not spending time with your Great-Grandma and Great-Grandpa?"

Anne wrinkled her nose, complaining, "Great-Grandma and Great-Grandpa were always just talking. It's not fun. I don't want to play with them."

Natalia had to laugh.

The servant who'd been attending to her explained, "Miss Anne wanted to use the restroom and madam Ariana had me bring her over. She was just done and getting ready to go back! Then she saw you arrive."

Natalia nodded and said to Archie, "Let's go in too."

Archie nodded, and the two picked up their child as they went inside the lounge.

The talks were in full flow inside the lounge. Seeing them enter, old man Kawn greeted them hurriedly.

"The McCarthy boy and the McCarthy daughter-in-law are both here. Come, sit."

Natalia and Archie sat down. Seeing Ontario having sat opposite them alongside Ein, particularly close to Wilhelm, it was pretty clear what was going on.

"I'm glad that everyone has had a chance to come over. Our four great families haven't gotten together like this in a long time."

Wilhelm exclaimed, sighing.

"My health hasn't been well. I owe your three families for taking care of the Kawns all these years. I know that those children and grandchildren of mine are good for nothing except fooling around and infighting But that's their own good fortune, too. I'm old. I can't care and I don't care about those things. However they develop from now on can be left to fate! If my old friends here can't stand by, lend a hand if you can, and I can rest easy."

Hearing that, everyone in the room frowned.

It wasn't how sudden the old man's words were, but to speak of life and death like this on a birthday feast was a bit of a killjoy.

It was as if it wasn't a birthday banquet, but an attempt to get one's affairs in order.

The one with the heaviest expression there was, of course, Matthew Kawn, standing behind the old man all the while.

Natalia dipped her gaze and smiled, "That's not quite right, old Mr. Kawn. I don't know the others of the Kawn family that well, so I don't understand it all, but I do know Wilson. He's an elite among elites. Forget the same generation, even among the younger generations, I don't see too many people surpassing him. There's no need to be too humble, good sir."