Brian asked Wesley, "What are you worried about?"

Wesley just faintly had a bad feeling.

He did not want to describe this strange but exceptionally real feeling in detail.

"Let's not talk about this." Wesley changed the topic. "Let's plan what we should do next."

Brian did not ask further. Since the plane had not taken off, he sent a message to Joanne and asked her to pay more attention to Yuna.

Judging from Wesley's hesitation to speak, Brian could conclude that it had something to do with Yuna.

No matter what Wesley was worried about, it was not a wrong decision to pay more attention to Yuna.

Joanne was stunned when she received Brian's message.

Why did Brian suddenly ask her to pay more attention to Yuna?

Freya was taking care of the two babies. Seeing Joanne suddenly distracted, she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her. "Is it from a handsome guy?"

Joanne handed the phone to Freya.

Freya first saw the word "honey" and nodded with understanding. "It turns out that the message is from the most handsome guy in the universe. No wonder you're distracted!"

"Please pay attention to what the handsome guy's message is about," said Joanne while poking Freya's forehead, "and focus on what Brian said."

"Oh." Freya slowly looked down and finally saw the contents of Brian's message. She pursed her lips in confusion and asked, "Why does Mr. Brian want us to pay attention to Yuna? Is there anything wrong with her?"

"It should be because of Mom's kidnapping," Joanne suddenly felt a little uneasy and asked, "does Yuna still want to do something stupid?"

Freya thought for a moment and said, "Yuna is smart. She won't do anything stupid, will she?"

"Smart people also do a foolish thing sometimes," said Joanne while putting away her phone, "so we'd better pay attention to Yuna in the next few days."

Freya seemed to be unwilling to get involved in such a thing. After a while, she asked Joanne, "What about you? What's your plan? Do you still want to go to the office to help Brian?"

"I'll go there in the afternoon, and as long as I'm not busy afternoons, I'll go there and come back with Brian after work," said Joanne. "I suddenly found that business is not as boring as we thought. Earning money... is quite an accomplishment."

Freya shivered with disdain and shrank her shoulders. "I once had a bad time in the business world, and I never felt this way!"

Last year, on the day when Freya competed in the finals of the model contest, her parents had a car accident on the way to the arena. Despite her collapse, Freya had no choice but to run the entire Norris Group.

A few months later, the moment Mr. Norris finally recovered, Freya escaped from the company like a fugitive.

In any case, she was not interested in anything in the business world.

Joanne knew that Freya hated the business world, and she smiled and said, "After this incident, I plan to learn in a business school for a period."

Freya was shocked and persuaded her, "Joanne, you have to take care of Aiden and Romy. Don't be so reckless!"

"I have made up my mind. Even if I won't go to work in the company, I can't be ignorant of Brian's work." After a pause, Joanne continued, "Yesterday in the office, I could understand every word of those documents, but I didn't understand what they meant when they were linked together. I felt so bad."

Freya thought about it and understood that Joanne should have felt uneasy.

Brian went to deal with Iris's affairs, so the company's business could only be handed over to Joanne, but Joanne could not understand those documents, so she did a little help for Brian.

At that time, Joanne should have been extremely helpless. She did not want to feel that way again, so she wanted to learn.

Freya gazed at Joanne for a moment and smiled. "Well, wish you success."

Joanne smiled and high-fived Freya. She handed Romy to Martha and went upstairs to check the belongings of the two babies. She found that the milk powder was almost used up, and they did not have enough clothes, so she asked someone to drive Simon home to get some.

After a while, Yuna also came over. Freya subconsciously stared at her.

Yuna looked confused and asked, "Freya, what's wrong?"

Freya hurriedly shook her head and said, "Nothing." After that, she pointed at Yuna's belly. "I'm just observing if your belly bulges."

Freya was also pregnant, so it was not strange for her to pay attention to it.

Yuna did not think much about it and said, "My pregnancy is after yours, so it has not bulged yet."

Freya thought about it and agreed. She nodded and changed the subject. "Yuna, what do you think about a betrothal between our babies?"

Yuna was shocked and looked at Freya in surprise. "Freya, why... why do you suddenly have this idea?"

"It popped up all of a sudden! If I have to explain it..." After thinking for a moment, Freya continued, "I think it's mainly because every miller draws water to his own mill!"

Freya was obviously indirectly praising their children.

Yuna burst into laughter and said, "I think it's good, but..."

"But what?" Freya bit her lip with a conflicted look. "Could it be so coincidental that we'll give birth to both boys or both girls?"

"That's not my biggest concern," Yuna said a little embarrassedly, "and I'm mainly afraid that I will give birth to an extremely naughty child..."

"What a coincidence!" Freya did not care at all and snapped her fingers loudly. "I used to be an extremely naughty child!"

"..." Yuna had to admit that Freya won.

At noon, after the three of them finished lunch, Winston came back, about to drive Joanne to work.

Joanne kissed the two babies. In the end, she turned to look at Freya and Yuna, saying, "I'll leave Aiden and Romy to you."

"Don't worry. Go ahead." Freya waved at Joanne. "We've already been experienced. We can deal with these two babies easily!"

Joanne smiled and got up. Even though she was reluctant to part with them, she still left.

Brian was busy with Wesley outside, and he happened to return to the company building when Joanne arrived.

Seeing Brian, Joanne asked first, "Have you eaten yet?"

When they just got married, Brian had serious stomach problems. Joanne knew that it was not very reliable to "nourish the stomach". She could only pay attention to Brian's diet and reminded him to eat on time.

Joanne's method was effective. In the past year, Brian's stomach problems had not arisen.

Of course, it was quite an accomplishment for her, and she was afraid that Brian would get stomach problems again if he did not eat on time.

Brian smiled and held Joanne's hand. "Wesley and I have eaten. Let's go to the office."

After entering the office, Brian dealt with things, while Joanne helped him with some trivial affairs. If there was anything she did not understand, she would directly consult Brian. She was so quick-witted that she had been enlightened before Brian said much.

Every time Joanne showed an expression of "understanding", Brian would touch her head as if it were a reward given to an obedient child.

Time flew by as they shared out the work and cooperated with each other.

When Joanne and Brian returned to the top of the mountain, they came across Chris in the parking lot.

Joanne said, "Brother, Freya is still in my house."

Chris was carrying a bag in his hand. He thought for half a second and said, "If you don't need her help, ask her to come back to me."

"I see."

As soon as she got home, Joanne sent Chris's words to Freya and asked her to go home.

"Why didn't he come in for me?" Freya was confused. "Is there anything wrong?"

Joanne shook her head and looked innocent. "He just told me to ask you back, and he didn't say anything else."

Freya handed Aiden to Joanne. "I'll go back to check."

Back home, Freya did not see Chris and called out, "Comrade Chris?"

Probably because Freya's brain was too active, some strange addresses would pop up from her mouth from time to time, and Chris was already used to it.

Chris came down from the upstairs, picked up the bag from the sofa and handed it to Freya. "Take it out and have a look."

Freya flicked the bag curiously. "What is it?"

Before she was pregnant, she was very obsessed with high heels, lipsticks, and so on. She would be crazy about whatever could make girls more beautiful and charming.

Chris knew her well, so whether the new products of those major brands were available in the domestic market or not, he would buy them all for her.

After getting married, Freya had been tired of receiving gifts.

However, since she was pregnant, she could no longer use much of those products, so Chris did not buy more for her.

What did Chris bring back today?

Freya opened the bag and took out a rectangular box, which was no different in size from ordinary shoe boxes.

She removed the lid and a pair of high heels came into view.

Although she did not buy more, Freya was still familiar with all the new products of those major brands.

She was very sure that this pair of shoes, which could get full marks, was not a new product of any brands, nor had it ever appeared in any fashion magazine.

However, she still felt that the shoes looked familiar, very familiar!

Freya picked up the shoes and looked at them carefully. Suddenly, she remembered casually painting them in Chris's office last time.

On that day, she accompanied Wendy to pick out a wedding dress and some jewelry, but she did not find perfect shoes. So, when she went back, she casually painted a pair of shoes. Later, Chris said that the draft paper was taken away and treated as waste paper by the secretary, so she did not take it to heart. Anyway, it was just a casual painting.

But now, her "casual painting" had turned into such an exquisite material object and appeared in front of.

Freya obviously wore a look of surprise on her face. "How... how did that happen?"

"Your favorite brand wants to negotiate with us. Making this pair of shoes is my only term of cooperation." After a pause, Chris continued, "It's an easy term."

"The shoes are made by my favorite brand?" Freya ran over and hugged Chris. "What should I do to thank you?"

Chris smiled and said, "Are you hungry? Shall we eat dinner?"

"Okay, let's eat with Joanne." After a pause, Freya grabbed Chris. "Wait a minute. I'll take some pictures."

Freya had photography skills as good as Joanne did. She took some exquisite close-ups of every part of the shoes, and then took Chris to the restaurant. Along the way, she was happy and excited like a child, and the satisfaction in her heart could not be hidden at all.