The Billionaire's Hidden Son のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

“Tyson said your wedding is in January,” Maggie looked into Tasha's eyes. “Is that true?”They were in Tasha's kitchen on Friday night. Tasha smiled and opened the oven.“That's not true.” She placed the casserole dish inside the oven and covered it up. “Tyson is just eager to make me and Grant a couple as soon as possible,” she smiled at her son's fondness for Grant. “We are looking at April. We are not sure yet until we meet with my home church pastor who is going to officiate the wedding.“Tyson is just so excited about your wedding,” Maggie remarked. “Just as excited as you and Grant.”“Yes, you can say that again,” Tasha dried off her hand with the kitchen towel. “He has found a daddy, and he's so happy.”Maggie grinned. “I am so happy for you. Miss. Tasha.”“Thank you darling,” Tasha said.Maggie's phone rang in her pocket. She brought it out and said to Tasha.“I have to go,” she climbed down from the high stool. “It's Jasmine calling. I asked her to flash me when she gets to m

Tasha placed the bowl of the salted caramel popcorn she made an hour ago on a tray, she added a bottle of Paramus rueda verdejo wine to the tray, along with two glasses of wine. She carried the tray to the living room where Grant was. It was their movie night. They had started the tradition two months into their relationship. They were going to spend their night cuddling up and watching movies on Netflix. Grant had since tucked Tyson into bed about an hour ago while Tasha was busy cleaning up the kitchen and making the popcorn. He was firing up the logs of woods in the fireplace when she walked into the living room, tray in hand. She placed the silver tray on a low garden side table. The glowing red from dry logs, along with the soft glow from the TV, illuminated the room for a nice romantic night. Tasha walked up to Grant and hugged him from behind, wrapping her arms around his middle. She kissed him on the neck and he moaned his approval. Her lips were still on his neck when he

Blake's lips curved into a small smile as he stretched a hand towards Russell, a friend of his elder sister. Russell was from one of the oldest business dynasties in the United States, like the Carter's dynasty. He and Russell had been talking about business for over four minutes before his wife appeared and stood beside her husband. “Hi, Mr. Carter,” she greeted brightly.“Hello,” he tried to beat some excitement into his voice. “Mrs. Evans.”“I'm sorry,” Russell’s wife smiled, her eyes darting from her husband to Blake. “I will have to steal Russell away.”“Oh, with all pleasure,” Blake said, relieved that the man's wife had saved him.“Let's meet up for drinks before the end of the year.” Russell said, and he took Blake's. “I will be expecting your call.”“Of course I will.” Blake made a promise he knew he would not fulfill. “Thanks so much.”Blake gave Russell’s wife a nod as the couple drifted away. He grabbed a flute of champagne from one of the waiters, who was passing a tray

It was past eight at night on Christmas eve. Tasha, Grant, along with Tyson arrived in Sandville late afternoon for Christmas. Tasha, Grant, her father and her mother were watching a Christmas carol on the TV with cups of her mother's homemade hot apple cider drinks in their hands. The Christmas tree was blinking cheerfully in a corner. She planned to sneak back into the living room later, after everyone might have retired, to add the presents she and Grant brought with them. Tyson had gone to her brother's house so that he could be with his cousins. “I guess we should call it a day,” Tasha announced when the carol ended. She was already yawning and feeling jet lag.“Good night,” Grant said Mr. and Mrs. Harrison went upstairs with Tasha.Tasha and Grant changed into their nightclothes and brushed their teeth. “Mom suggested that you and I should attend my grandma's church tomorrow for the Christmas service. So you can meet her.” Tasha said, as they climbed into bed. Her maternal gr

“That’s good to hear.” he sat upright again. “You can go ahead and make all the adjustments.”“Awesome,” she smiled back at him and shut down her laptop.“Should I order lunch?” My house staff members are all on holiday. He checked the time on his wristwatch. “It’s going to take a while, the restaurant takes their time to get my food ready. Or would you prefer we go out to eat?” “It's okay,” she put her laptop back in the bag. “I'll wait, I am free for the rest of the day, so I can wait.”He walked to the corner to where the phone was and made the order. “Okay,” he said finally and dropped the receiver. He strolled back to Cassie and extended a hand to her, “come, let's fix you a drink before food comes.” She took his outstretched hand and allowed him to pull her to her feet. They went to his well-stocked bar in another part of the living room. “What would you like to have?” he inquired from her with a slight chuckle.“I want you to guess what I would like,” she gave him a flirty