My Wasted Husband Is in Power, Now! novel Chapter 501

Something was now going on between Marissa and Jesse. But the two of them were very good at pretending otherwise. No one noticed anything strange.

Jesse smiled. "No problem, Mrs. Howard. You were tied up in the abandoned factory for so long, and there would have been so much dust there. You should indeed wash up. Anyway, my grandfather drank last night and will wake up late today. I'll call him in an hour."

Marissa gave a faint smile. "Thank you."

Lauren helped to pick up Marissa's luggage. "Mom, I'll help you choose your clothes."

"Okay."

With that, Lauren brought Marissa back to her room.

An hour later.

The Howard and Steele families gathered in the dining room.

Charleston smiled at Marissa. "Mrs. Howard, is this breakfast to your liking?"

Marissa replied politely, "Mr. Steele, you can just call me Marissa." She looked at the dazzling array of dishes and was full of praise. "Mr. Steele, I've never had such a sumptuous breakfast before. The variety of dishes and the presentation are amazing. You have good taste. The display of food looks like a painting. I almost couldn't bear to dig in."

Lauren also smiled. "Mom, my husband's family is very particular about style and presentation, unlike us. We will just fry an egg and eat it plain from a plate. Their chef, even if it's just an ordinary fried egg, will add some green vegetables, fruits, or something to decorate the dish."

Stefan nodded as well. "This is the true life of a noble. Compared to you, we're like country bumpkins. Hehe."

Stefan was the son of the Howard family and usually upheld the pride of his family. However, he was more than willing to be humble here because Jordan's aunt was his goddess.

After tasting the yellow fruit, Marissa found it delicious and asked, "What's this? It tastes a little like mango, but somewhat different."

Lauren explained, "This is a fruit personally cultivated by the Steeles. It can only be found here. Its name seems to have an Italian-sounding name. Mom, since you like fruits so much, I'll bring you to their fruit grove later. There are many delicious fruits there!"

Marissa had very good skin. Although she was a woman in her forties, she looked like she was only in her thirties. Apart from high-end skincare products, the most important thing was that she liked to eat fruits. She was a fruit lover and ate them almost every day.

"Sure, sure."

Marissa agreed happily.

Seeing that Marissa was in a good mood, Charleston took the initiative to say, "Marissa, I must apologize. You came to England and were robbed at a casino. I was negligent and I apologize to you. I promise that nothing like this will happen again."

Charleston was a big shot and senior to Marissa, yet he was apologizing to her in such a humble manner.

Marissa said, "Mr. Steele, you're welcome. It was just a small accident. Moreover, your eldest grandson already settled it. I have to thank him!"

Stefan added, "It's all Marissa's fault for being stubborn. Jordan wanted to go to pick her up, but she insisted on going to the casino. Mr. Steele, please don't take this to heart."

At that moment, Butler Frank walked up to Jesse with an authorization form.

"Mr. Jesse, the Crockfords Casino has been purchased."

Jesse put down his cutlery and nodded. He took the document, stood up, and walked to Marissa.