Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love
Chapter 350 I'm Used To It

What Luke said made him laugh. He knew it! When his laughter died down, he replied half-jokingly, "Okay, except for Charles, my father, Joseph and I, you are guys are the most influential shareholders. If more than half of you would agree to let me go back, I will go back."

"Sir, don't worry. I will replace a way to make those shareholders compromise." In his mind, Luke was already formulating his plans.

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news!" A sinister smile appeared on his face when he ended the call.

Charles waited in the office until two o'clock before he drove to MX Coffee Shop.

When he arrived, he immediately ordered a cup of coffee and sat down to wait for Abby.

Her name was familiar, but her face was vague in his memory.

He couldn't help but be anxious.

A few minutes later, Charles heard a woman's voice.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Fu."

He quickly looked up and saw an elegant woman standing in front of him. The way she dressed proved that she had a good sense of fashion.

His eyes squinted. She looked familiar, but he really couldn't remember where he had met her before.

The woman reached out her hand generously and smiled. "Hello, Mr. Fu. I'm Abby, and I used to translate for you when I was abroad. You may not remember me anymore. To be honest, if it weren't for these photos that suddenly appeared, I would have forgotten you too.

As soon as she finished her words, his memory quickly fell back. Three years ago, he had attended a business seminar abroad. When he had a conversation with an Indian national, he had found a translator. That person was Abby, who was now in front of him.

But why were those photos in her e-mail?

"Hello. Please have a seat," said Charles flatly.

"Thank you." Abby sat down opposite to Charles.

Out of courtesy, Charles asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

With a smile, Abby replied, "Juice, please."

Charles snapped his fingers and soon a waiter came over.

"Give her a glass of juice," Charles said.

"Yes, sir." When the waiter walked away, Charles finally asked, "How did you get those photos? How do you know the relationship between Edward and Nancy?"

"Mr. Fu, I don't know the relationship between Edward and Nancy, but I know the relationship between you and her. As for Edward and Nancy... The person who sent the e-mail told me that. I don't understand why the person sent the photos to me. I asked the person through e-mail, but the person didn't reply. The person just repeatedly asked me to send the photos to you, so I had to ask you to meet me." There was a hint of hesitation in her eyes. "These photos are too... These are a bit explicit. That's why I can't just send it to you on WeChat. How about you..."

As she spoke, she put her phone in front of him.

He had only seen one of the photos, but all the blood in his body surged to the top of his head.

If it weren't for Abby, he would have smashed the phone to the ground.

Abby saw how his jaw clenched. His hands formed into fists as he tried to contain his anger.

With gritted teeth, he asked, "Did you tell anyone about these photos?" His voice was cold; it could make people shiver.

Even though Abby was a strong-minded woman, her voice trembled when she saw the look on his face. "Mr. Fu, I swear that no one else knows about these photos except you and me. But I can't guarantee that the person who sent me the e-mail will not spread it. So, if these photos appear on the internet or newspaper, please don't blame me. It has nothing to do with me."

"Okay." Suppressing his anger, Charles picked up the phone and quickly deleted all the photos.

"Will you investigate this matter? Because when I searched the news yesterday, I found out that you seemed to be getting married, and your girlfriend is in those photos..." "Of course I will!" Charles interrupted her coldly.

The waiter came over and put the juice in front of Abby.

"Thank you," Abby said politely and took a sip.

Coincidentally, the two of them stretched out their hands to get the phone. They both looked up when their hands bumped into each other.

At this time, Jay happened to pass by with Doris.

Recently, Jay had been obedient to Doris. Whatever she said, he would do it immediately.

On the other hand, after what happened with Laura, Doris had tried hard to restrain her temper.

She was afraid that Jay would blame her. Although one million was not a lot for Jay, she shouldn't have been deceived by Laura.

Fortunately, Jay soon found Laura, who told him everything Doris had asked her to do.

"Why doesn't Doris trust me?" Jay felt resentful and helpless.

He had been trying to prove his love for Doris. But why did it seem like the more he tried, the more she doubted him?

Hanson advised, "Maybe Mrs. Fang will be fine after she gives birth to your baby."

"Exactly!" Laura agreed.

When Jay heard this, he turned to look at her. "Tell me, what do you want to do with the money?"

At this moment, his beautiful eyes were like two cold arrows, piercing Laura's face.

"Mr. Fang, I swear that I never want to take the money. I just wanted to go home and have a look!" Laura argued.

Jay snorted, "If you don't want to tell the truth, then let Hanson teach you how to say it out."

With a stoic face, Hanson walked towards Laura and pinched her chin. "Won't you tell me the truth?"

His threatening voice was enough to make her Laura tremble. "Mr. Fang, my family is poor. When Mrs. Fang gave the money to me, I felt greedy and I wanted to take it for myself. I've found a few women..." Well, after a while, Laura told them everything.

With a cold smile, Jay nodded. "Good. Hanson, hand over Laura and those women to the police. They are a group of fraud!"

Startled, she knelt down in front of him. "Please, Mr. Fang!"

Without paying any attention to her, Jay took the card and drove home.

It could be imagined how Doris reacted when she saw the card.

She had a mix of feelings on her face, but in the end, she flashed a flattering smile. "It's good that the money is back."

With his arm around her shoulders, Jay asked, "Tell me the truth, Doris. Do you love me or you love my money more?"

Huh? What did that mean?

"Of course, I love you! Money... It is earned by you, isn't it? As long as I have you, I will have money. Without you, I will naturally have no money."

As usual, Doris was straight-forward, and he had already been used to it.

"Well, Doris, listen to me, whether you love me or not, I love you and our child. From now on, don't test me in such a childish way. Keep in mind that there's no need for that." Then Jay pushed her away and went upstairs.