"Would you care about this?"Vivien Eipstein smiled, sliding off Herbert Grantham's lap. "I don't care, but you do. If someone with ill intentions were to spread this to the old lady, it wouldn't look good, would it?"Feeling the lightness in his arms, Herbert Grantham's eyes held a deep, unreadable expression. "So thoughtful of me, are you?""Well, of course. You’re my husband, after all. If I don't care for you, who else would I care for?"The little fox sat down obediently on the soft sofa opposite, leisurely picking up a magazine.The magazine was filled with the latest seasonal fashion trends and various evening gowns, all designed by the youngest and most renowned designer, Sally.The Grantham Group had a wide range of businesses, including jewelry design, fashion design, and automobile manufacturing, among others...Watching the little fox engrossed in the magazine, Herbert Grantham sighed deeply and called out, "Come in."The one who entered was Dylan Shaw, the clothing
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