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• Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife   chapter 62

  A hundred thoughts filled Sophia’s mind, and just as she was about to pick up the phone, the ringing stopped. Sophia cast a glance at the bathroom. Judging from the reflection she saw through the glass, it seemed that he needed a while longer.She should have enough time to snoop around on his phone now. Although he was a meticulous man, there was still a chance that he might have kept the chat records between him and the netizen who indirectly prompted her mother’s suicide. If she did not find anything, at least she would have enough to convince herself that he had nothing to do with her mother’s suicide. Sophia licked her lips and bent over to retrieve his phone.Just as she was about to grab it, the sound of water running in the bathroom suddenly stopped.Her heart sank as she withdrew her hand and straightened her back. Her heart was pounding against her chest as she glanced at the bathroom. There was no sign of Charles. After a short moment, the water continued running

• Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife   chapter 61

  Master Jones gave her a side glance. “Why don’t we just buy over 55 percent of their shares and gain absolute control of the company, then?” “That’s a great idea!” Madam Jones clearly did not get the sarcasm in his words and continued happily. “Then, White Industries will…”Mr. Jones put a piece of ribs in her bowl and interrupted her. “Try this, their ribs taste really good today.”Madam Jones took a bit and furrowed her brows. “They taste just the same as usual.” She complained. Then, she looked at Master Jones. “Father, what do you think about my suggestion?”Mr. Jones merely sighed. Master Jones sneered. “What do I think? Let’s not even talk about whether White Industries is willing to sell 55 percent of their shares, where are you going to get that much money in the first place?”“Jones Group is a bigger company than White Industries, right? Why don’t we first buy…”Madam Jones was only halfway through her sentence when Master Jones stopped her. “Nobody will treat you lik

• Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife   chapter 60

  A jeering look flashed across Charles’ eyes. “Secondly, Grandfather is helping me prepare the 25 percent shares and that little mistress of yours in England is green with envy, so she made you talk to me and convince me that her newborn son deserves a piece of the pie as well, is that right?” “Charles, don’t be so harsh,” Mr. Harris said with a frown, “Your grandfather left the 25 percent shares for our family. What’s wrong with sharing it with your little brother?” Charles grinned sarcastically. “I don’t have a little brother, though.”“Whether you acknowledge him or not, your blood says that he is, in fact, your little brother!” Mr. Harris yelled.Clank!Yvette set her cup on the table and stood up. “Alan Harris, can you be any more shameless? It’s one thing for you to parade around with your mistresses and neglect my son, but now that he has earned himself the company shares, you have the audacity to march up to him and snatch it for your illegitimate child? How are you not e

• Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife   chapter 59

  Sophia stood with her back against Nicole in the corridor as she stared at the scenery outside through the window. “Are you not planning to leave Mr. Harris?” Nicole walked to her side and watched the scenery outside. “Dad is already treating you so badly now, imagine if he finds out that Mr. Harris is involved in this…”She did not continue. “I already gave it a good thought. I don’t believe that Charles would do something like this. Anyway, he’s coming by to pick me up later, so please don’t talk about this anymore, Nicole,” Sophia said with a frown.Nicole gave her a wary look. After a long pause, she replied, “Alright, just think about it. The kids are still at home, I have to go now.”“Alright.” Sophia wanted to say more, but as soon as the words came to her mouth, she swallowed them back down and merely nodded her head.Nicole gently patted her shoulder and turned to leave. The weather was nice today. There were no signs of clouds in the azure blue sky, and even the sun

• Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife   chapter 58

  James was pushed out of the operating room with the doctor and nurses beside him as he laid in the gurney with his eyes closed. He looked extremely weak and frail, unlike the vigorous White Industries’ president who once rode on the crest of success.“How is he?” Sophia asked.“The operation was a success. He just needs to stay another week so we can see if there are any signs of the body rejecting the organ. If not, he’ll be cleared to return home and just has to remember to take his medication regularly.” “Thank you very much.” Sophia finally felt relieved. After this heart transplant, Dad’s heart should be fine from now on.“No worries, it’s our job.” Then, the doctor let out a heavy sigh as he continued. “The person you should thank is the heart donor. He slipped and fell to his death at a construction site during work and the company is refusing to pay for compensation… Moreover, his father’s a migrant worker. Anyhow, it’s just a difficult time.” “Is there any way I can c

• Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife   chapter 57

  Once Victor was done, he suddenly realized something and quickly added. “Ms. White, please don’t misunderstand what I said just now. You’re not one of those irrelevant, random people.” Sophia grunted a soft response. “Dare I say that Soph seems very special to you, Dr. Hemingway,” Nicole said in a teasing tone.Victor gently laughed and replied, “Of course. My aunt treasures her like she’s her very own daughter and told me multiple times to take good care of her, so yes, I admit that I treat her differently from others.”“We don’t get many people like you who listen to the elderly anymore, Dr. Hemingway. My parents used to constantly remind me of who their friends’ children are and nagged me to make sure that we get along well,” Nicole said.“But we just didn’t click at all, so I couldn’t mix well with them nor did I bother to keep an eye out for them.”Dr. Hemingway adjusted a few of the needles. “Mrs. White, you’re not exactly wrong. To be honest, if Ms. White isn’t as lovely