Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 347

Trenton watched his grandson walk in laden with various bags; a slight smile played on his lips.

Despite his satisfaction, he wore a stern expression, "Owen, what brings you here?"

"I came to bring Cecilia home."

Owen's answer was matter-of-fact.

Devon raised an eyebrow, "Cecilia just got home all by herself."

"Grandpa, I was with Cecilia. When we reached the house, I went out to buy something, and Cecilia went in. Look, she waited for me at the door."

Cecilia thought to herself: Such a thick skin!

However, this guy had always been as thick-skinned as a chopping board.

Indeed, the two of them had returned together, and Cecilia had no way to refute.

Seeing his granddaughter silent, Devon knew Owen was not lying. After a moment of silence, he said to Cecilia, "Your mother will be home later. We have guests, so go and get some food for these two old and young tricksters to eat."

Old trickster was in dumb silence.

Trenton, who was usually addressed respectfully as Mr. Trenton or Chairman, couldn't retort when Devon called him an old trickster. He couldn't afford to look bad if he was kicked out.

The Yates family was indeed unique, not fearing the power and status of the Martinez family at all.

Seeing his grandson happily placing the items on the coffee table, Trenton cheerfully said to Devon, "We're not picky. No need to go out of your way."

Trenton sighed inwardly: Fine, for the sake of my grandson's happiness, I'll accept the title of an old trickster. After all, he did deceive others at the beginning.

"You're thinking too much. I'm afraid you two will eat all our food, leaving us with nothing. That's why I asked Cecilia to get more."

Owen was still cheerful, "A bowl of rice is fine. Even better if we get soy sauce."

Trenton struggled to keep a straight face, stifling his laughter.

Owen's shameless demeanor resembled him when he was young, relentlessly pursuing his wife with no shame. Unfortunately, his wife passed away shortly after giving birth to their two sons.

Although he remarried, his feelings for his second wife were never as strong as for his first.

This was probably why Ashley's eldest son was more mature than Owen, but Trenton chose Owen as his successor.

Devon glared at Owen, "Next time you come for dinner, I'll just serve you soy sauce."

"Then I'll come every day for it."

Devon was speechless.

Where did he go wrong?

"Cecilia, I'll accompany you to buy groceries."

Owen was thrilled now that he had Devon's permission to come over for meals. He was in a good mood.

Cecilia took the money and turned to leave.

It was then that Devon noticed the bouquet of flowers in her arms seemed different. However, his vision wasn't as good as it used to be, and Cecilia walked away with the flowers before he could get a proper look.

Cecilia took the money upstairs to her room and then came down.

A few minutes later, the two of them left the house together.

"I've heard about how the CEO of the Ikella group is mature and graceful. I always thought you and Mr. Coleman, being the youngest CEOs in Pinehurst, would be the same. But now, well, you're quite the rogue."

Owen walked beside her, not taking offense at her sarcasm. Since he met her, she had always been cold to him. Strangely, he was beginning to enjoy it.

All he wanted was a chance to win her back.

When pursuing a wife, dignity was not that important.

Especially since he and Cecilia had a whirlwind marriage and divorce, and now he was pursuing her again, his dignity was worth even less to her.