The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 338

The affairs of the Wrights had settled down.

Many organizations and individuals had been exposed during this period. Now, these chess pieces had been removed from the game one by one.

"So what should we do now?” someone in the shadows said in a deep voice.

A person suggested coldly, "Those that have been exposed can only be abandoned. However, our relationship with them mustn’t be exposed. Besides, everybody should stay put and not do anything after this, at least for a short period of time. Protecting ourselves is our utmost priority now."

"Then we shall just watch the Wrights continue to shine in their glory?"

"What's the hurry? When the time comes, I will still own a piece that hasn’t been moved yet! By then... He h e he."

Faint scoffs echoed in the room, and the scene could send chills down one's spine.

The Wrights did not know that a new conspiracy was secretly being brewed, so the atmosphere in their mansion was cheerful.

"All of you, I was wondering why you sent me to the suburbs for vacation all of a sudden! It turns out that a big incident took place in the family, and you were hiding it from the old man, huh?" A furious old man was talking at the top of his lungs.

"Oh grandpa, we were afraid that you would be worried." Anna stuck her tongue out.

"That doesn't mean that you should lie to me!" Pawpaw Clark raised his voice.

"It's our bad. We will not hide anything from you next time." Serenity promised with a smile.

Anna and Serenity were sitting next to Pawpaw Clark, one on each side of him, and kept talking nicely to console him.

Pawpaw Clark wasn't really pissed. Therefore, he put a n end to his temper tantrum immediately after being comforted by the two ladies.

He looked at Susan, and a hint of tenderness flashed through his eyes. “Susie, come here, girl."

Susan responded by approaching him.

Pawpaw Clark's eyes were emotional as he held Susan's hands. "It's been 25 years. I didn’t expect that I'd live to witness your return. It’s a pity that Anthony i s not with us anymore, or I can only imagine how glad he would have been now. He wanted a granddaughter so much."

The Anthony Pawpaw Clark had just mentioned was George Wright's father.

When George’s father was mentioned, everybody stayed silent for a while and looked a little downcast.

"Now, let's not talk about that anymore. Old people just love nagging others so much." Pawpaw Clark patted Susan's hands and said amiably, "This old chap doesn’t have much to give you, so TH give you a book."

Pawpaw Clark asked the servant to bring forward a box and open it. A dozen notebooks were neatly arranged in the box.

"Thanks, grandpa.” Susan thanked him first. When she looked at the books, the look in her eyes changed suddenly.

"Grandpa, these books..." Susan was a little unsure.

"Yes. These are the manuscripts of Jean-Michel Frank." Pawpaw Clark sighed. "Jean was the pioneer o f the minimalist interior design style. These books contain all his manuscripts."

"This gift is too precious!" Susan could not help but exclaim.

Its practical significance aside, its historical value was immeasurable.

"I'm just an old man. I only own a bunch of books on every subject. If you don’t accept it, you will be looking down on me."

"But..." Susan hesitated.

"Sis, just take it. Grandpa has a lot of unique copies, so

I often go to him for books to read," Anna said with a grin.

"You come looking for books? More like you ruin them. I'm going to say it once more: You’re not allowed in my study from now on." Pawpaw Clark seemed to have recalled something, and a hint of pain was visible on his face for a split second.

Anna stuck her tongue out, not daring to speak anymore.

Susan chuckled and did not pester Pawpaw Clark further about this idea. She put the box away and said wholeheartedly, "I'll definitely go through them comprehensively, Grandpa. I'll never let Jean's brainchild go to waste."