The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 319

The love in George's eyes could not be hidden. He genuinely loved Susan.

Serenity balled her hands into fists, a tinge of resentment flashing in her eyes. She was the adopted Wright. She knew it from the start.

It was because Mom would cry in front of Rosie's picture day and night. It was impossible to not know the truth. She did not mind it, however. She was grateful that the Wrights had adopted her and worked hard to comfort her mom.

It was futile.

No matter how good and how adorable she was, the person her parents longed for had always been the person in the portrait, whether she was a little girl then or grown up now.

Twenty-five years passed and they had been looking for Rosie. Despite that, there had not been news.

Perhaps her thoughts were selfish, but there was a hint of rejoice when that was the case, especially when they could not find Rosie.

When she came back from a work trip, however, things changed. Rosie was found when she was unaware. She was the one to discover the news too. The others had never thought of informing her.

The emotions that engulfed Serenity was inexplicable. An adopted daughter was just an adopted daughter. N o matter how hard she worked, she could not compare to a biological daughter who had gone missing for twenty-five years.

"Serene, you’ve been worried and anxious for days too and didn’t rest much. Go back to your room and take a nap," George suggested in concern, not realizing Serenity's skewed feelings.

Serenity smiled. "It’s okay. I'll wait with you, Dad.”

She tried to calm herself down. She was never linked t o the Wrights by blood. She should be happy that Dad was still concerned about her. She honestly should not be asking for more.

Serenity raised her brows, and some of the dark haze lifted off her pretty face.

With Luna and Anna leaving on short notice, Madam Shaw was still in a trance looking at their disappearing backs. She told Julian directly, "Julian, don't contact that family anymore! Any political mishap is a big issue. If they fall, they might involve Lanyard too. And Susie, how are they related to you? Nevermind, whatever the tie is, don't mind them from now on."

Madam Shaw was ruthless and realistic.

"Mom." Julian creased his brows. "It's not that severe." "Why not? Didn't you see that Oliver’s been taken into custody?" Madam Shaw panicked. "Even when he gets released, the Wrights' reputation is a goner. And although this was planned against them, someone who would try to take them down must be on the same level as them. We are businessmen. We don’t get involved with politics. We can’t bear to."

Madam Shaw then looked toward Susan in warning." You stay at home and take care of your pregnancy properly. Don't be reckless and try to get yourself into the mess. The political sphere is hell itself. Go in and not even your bones will be left."

As she spoke, she began mumbling to herself, "This isn't all. I'll send reminders to not disclose the fact that they stayed in our house. Otherwise...”

Susan pressed her lips together, her expression slightly off.

Noting it, Julian went over to hold her hand gently and told Madam Shaw, "Lanyard isn't something one can try to push over just because they want to now. Whatever storm awaits, I'm not scared. Lanyard isn't either."

Julian was telling it to Madam Shaw, but in fact, he was telling Susan as well. Understanding his intention, there was a tremor that ran involuntarily through Susan.

"Don't get too cocky now. From what I see, we should still..."