An hour passed.

Another hour passed.

Luther finally lost his patience. He raised his head from the folder and looked at his assistant who was guarding him by the side.

It was too quiet tonight. He could understand that his son was angry, but what about Melina? She actually came back and didn't even bother to greet him.

Bill, ever perceptive, understood what Luther meant. Without waiting for him to ask, Bill reported respectfully, "Boss, do you want to eat supper? Do you want to call Madam? She is watching a performance right now. It is estimated that it will end in another hour. On the way back, she will pass by KFC, McDonald's..."

"Watch a performance?" Ignoring KFC and McDonald's, Luther's face darkened.

He thought to himself, "What on earth gave this woman the nerve? How long had it been since then, and she actually went off work and did not go home?"

At this moment, Bill suddenly handed over his phone.

There were two posts in his Instagram.

[Picture] "I finally had a meal from the legendary McDonald's! The best person in the world is my mom."

[Picture 1 Monkey] [Picture 2 Bear Riding a Motorcycle] "A clumsy bear. What a familiar feeling! [Doge emoji]!"

Luther was speechless.

"This... Young Master might have thought of something." Feeling that the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower, Bill retreated while trying to save face for his boss.

Luther snorted and opened his phone.

Then, he opened his Instagram.

This was his private account. There were a total of a dozen contacts on it.

As soon as he opened his Instagram, he saw a huge bubble, which was Melina's profile picture. In his Instagram, apart from the photos his son had sent, there was also a photo of a lonely bear. The chubby bear had a huge wolf tooth mask on its face. Because the photo was poorly medited, it was not scary at all. Instead, it was somewhat cute. A few meters away, Bill heard a heart-wrenching sneer from his boss.

Luther thought to himself, "Melina, you certainly have some nerve!"

He was so angry that he laughed. Instinctively, he wanted to order people to track down Melina and his son bring them home.

However, when he accidentally opened the video that Melina had posted, he had never seen the happy smile on his son's face before.

For a moment, he was very hesitant.

"Prepare the car. I'll pick them up. The two of them make me worry."

After thinking for ten minutes, he stood up from his seat.

Fortunately, he was wearing a mask. Otherwise, the arrogance on his face would definitely be exposed.

The words of complaint made Luther feel a little happy, and Bill trotted all the way to arrange it. The corners of his lowered mouth slightly raised.

Bill thought to himself, "Boss actually seems shy. Does that mean that a steel tree can also bloom? As for Cecily, I'm sorry. That addressing of girlfriend has always been self-proclaimed by her. We don't acknowledge it."

Ten minutes later, Luther, now prepared, left the house.

But what he went to was not the circus, but the house left by his parents, which was located in the street villa on the third avenue, the most expensive area in the city center.

Just five minutes ago, he received a call from his aunt, Daphne Hollis.

Daphne was his mother's sister and the sole heir of Caldwell family.

Because Luther's parents passed away early, his aunt, who had not been married all these years, took care of him a lot.

He was grateful and respectful of her.

When he heard that she was sick, he immediately chose to come to see her first.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he saw that his "sick" aunt was sitting on the sofa, with more than a dozen shopping bags at her feet. It was obvious that she had just come back from a shopping mall.

Luther was a little annoyed. He was very hungry and anxious to find his son.

But obviously, his aunt who was sitting on the sofa did not notice his displeasure and did not even shift her position.

"Luther, you're here. Have a seat."

Daphne nodding toward the sofa opposite her.

Luther's eyes darkened and he said coolly, "I have something to do. If there's nothing else, I will leave."

Although there was no third person in the hall at this moment, Luther still recognized the bright and shiny high heels on the shoe rack at the door.

In an instant, he understood why his aunt called him over in the middle of the night.

Everyone in the capital knew that Daphne liked the second master of Haverford family. However, that master was a love-struck fool. His wife had passed away more than ten years ago, but he had never thought of remarrying.

When Daphne failed to pursue him, she turned her attention to Edwin Haverford's niece, Cecily.

She doted on her like her own daughter. Whatever Luther gave to her, she would give it to Cecily.

The two were not mother and daughter, but their bond was almost as close as one.

"Luther, what kind of attitude is this?" Daphne's voice turned sharp. "So what if you're busy with work? So busy that you have time to fool around with some random woman and don't have time to see me, right?"

"Aunt, I don't know what rumors you have heard, but that is not a 'random woman'. She is Bennett's biological mother." Luther explained patiently.

"What biological mother? I think she's just some noby. Maybe Bennett is sick because of her poor genes. Luther, let me tell you, as long as I'm here, she won't be able to set foot in this family." Daphne directly said some harsh words and put on the authority of an elder.

Seeing that Luther did not speak for a long time, she softened her tone slightly and comforted him sincerely, "Of course, I can understand how you feel. After all, that can be considered your first woman. But Luther, don't forget that it was Cecily who saved your life back then."

"Now that Cecily is back, you have found another woman. Don't you think you're being unreasonable?"

"I'm Unreasonable?" Luther's eyelids twitched as if he was sighing with emotion and becoming puzzled. "Then what do you mean by reasonable?"

"Of course, it would be that you marry Cecily and have a healthy baby. As for that woman, since she is the biological mother of Bennett, you can't discard her without compensation. Give her a few million and then let her take Bennett away if she wants to. Anyway, you are still young and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." The more Daphne spoke, the more confident she became, and she felt that his arrangements were simply perfect.

She thought to herself, "After spending a few million to get rid of that burden, Cecily will be even happier once she marries into the family."

"What do you think? How about I arrange it like this?" She asked excitedly. "If it's not convenient for you to come forward, auntie can help you. If a few million is not enough, how about ten million? In this day and age, finding a university student for surrogacy costs only a few hundred thousand. This price is very fair."

Daphne was still talking about something, but Luther could no longer listen.

He was a human. Humans would make mistakes. But he was not really blind. Melina's kindness to Bennett came fromher genuine love. It was pure and had nothing to do with his money.

Even, with her ability, if she had ambition, it would not be difficult to earn a million as her annual salary.

"Enough!" Luther cut in sharply.

Thinking back to the posts he had just seen, he wanted to see Melina even more eagerly.

Daphne did not expect that Luther would interrupt her. Her eyes widened for more than a minute before she came back to her senses.

"Luther, you..."

"Aunt, I just want to ask a question." he said, his tone dangerously calm.

"Go ahead."

"Is your surname Hollis or Haverford? Yes, Haverford family has done me a favor, but haven't I paid enough for all these years? Hundreds of millions of big deals and several prime real estate properties. You just said that the market price of a surrogate mother is hundreds of thousands, so can I buy the lives of their whole family with my one billion money?"

"You, you, you!" Daphne stammered, her face turning pale.

"Also, the random woman you are talking about is my legal wife. I don't want to hear anyone questioning her character again. Aunt, I still have something to do. I will go first and visit you another day."

His domineering attitude was unexpected. It was not until he had reached the door that Daphne reacted and scolded him angrily.

"Luther! Your mother wouldn't be turning in her grave if she knew what you were doing!"

Luther paused mid-step and turned around to stare coldly at his dear aunt, "Oh? How did you know?"

"But you are right. I should go to the cemetery to see her. After all, Melina is her daughter-in-law, not my girlfriend."

After he finished speaking, his tall figure disappeared into the night, leaving behind only a cold atmosphere.

Hearing the car honking outside the window, Cecily, who was hiding on the second floor, immediately ran down and threw herself into Daphne's arms.

"Godmother, maybe we should just let it go..."

"Absolutely not!" Daphne was furious at this moment and immediately retorted, "Cecily, don't worry. I will definitely fulfill my promise. That woman is just a little bitch. With aunt here, no one can threaten your position."

"But... Isn't this inappropriate? After all, they are legally married." As Cecily spoke, she was moved again, tears streaming down her face.

"So what if they're married! You are too kind..." Daphne sighed and caressed her hair lovingly.

…

At the same time, Melina and her son just came out of the circus.

Seeing that there was no message from Luther, Melina made up her mind and decided not to go home. She took her son to the apartment that the company had arranged.

This was only allocated after she became an assistant. Although there was a dormitory before, she had to share a room with others.

Because it was already late, she deliberately slowed down her pace to avoid disturbing others, but she did not expect to hear a strange sound when she walked to the garden pavilion of the community.

The flirting sound made Melina blush instantly.

She instinctively covered her son's ears and planned to pass quickly, but she did not expect that she could not see the branches on the ground clearly. She tripped and staggered forward a few steps. The shopping bag in her hand also fell to the ground. The bottles and jars made a big noise.

In an instant, the intimate sounds in the small wooded area came to an abrupt end.

Melina and her son had just finished picking up the things when they looked up and saw a familiar face.

"Melina? What are you doing so late at night?"

The person who spoke seemed to be the "heroine" just now, and she was also the roommate and colleague of Melina during college.

Because of their differing views, the two of them rarely communicated. Even in the company, they usually only nodded at each other when they met.

But now, the awkward thing was that Melina also knew the man next to that person. He was the director of the Publicity Department--a married man...