The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 447

She shook her head, "Auntie, Derek is too busy. I shouldn't have let him go shopping with me." What

Caroline said was completely different from what she thought.

Violet had a feeling that things were not going so smoothly. Her son promised her happily, but he did

such a thing behind her.

She immediately took Caroline's hand and led her into the house, "Caroline, Derek really went too far.

Don't worry. When he comes back, I'll give him a lesson well. Please don't mind it."

"No, auntie, I don't mean to blame Mr. Xavier."

"Mr. Xavier is a person who was born for great ambition. He should be busy managing such a big

company by himself. I understand him," Caroline showed her understanding.

Violet was satisfied. She didn't really mean what she had just said. She knew exactly what her son was

like, but whatever he may be, he was still her son.

Caroline's words made her feel very comfortable. Such a gentle girl was indeed her favorite daughter-

in-law candidate.

She took Caroline's hand and sat on the sofa, "Caroline, what do you think of Derek?"

A flash of light flashed in Caroline's eyes that looked slightly downward, "Mr. Xavier is young and

capable, and he is outstandingly capable. It is of course the best person who can make so many

people praise him."

"Auntie, why did you ask me about this?"

Violet looked at her with a smile, "Since you think so highly of him, do you think my son is someone

worth trusting for the rest of one's life?"

Caroline looked as if she had been startled. She immediately lowered her head to look downward. Her

face was full of shyness and timidity, "Auntie, what are you talking about?"

Violet covered her mouth and chuckled, "There's nothing to be shy about. Your parents passed away

early and your grandfather was now gone. The more I look at you, the more I like you."

"That's what I want my daughter to be like. If you marry Derek, you'll become my real child."

"Of course, that's just what I think. If you don't want to, I won't force you. I just want to ask what's your

impression of Derek? Do you like him?"

Caroline's face was flushed, and it took her a while to squeeze out a few words out of her mouth, "I, I NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

like him."

Violet was not surprised. In her opinion, her son was the best. How could any girl not like him? She

patted her hand with a smile on her face.

"As long as you like him. Okay, I know what you want. Don't worry, you have my full support."

They did not notice that there was a small figure standing at the corner of the building.

Easton listened to everything they said and his face was so angry that he looked down at Caroline on

the sofa. He curled his mouth, rolled his eyes, and ran back to his room.

Downstairs, Caroline suddenly whispered, "Auntie, I heard that Mr. Xavier has a son. Where is him?"

"Oh, right. How could I forget about such an important thing? You mean Easton. That's right. Easton is

Derek's son. He's almost six years old. Don't worry. Easton is still young. As long as you love him as

your own son, he will accept you."

"Of course... I wonder, who's Easton's birth mother?" Caroline said softly.

Violet's face froze, then she waved her hand as usual, "That woman is dead, and she's not a good

person. You don't have to care. And Derek has never been married to that woman. She didn't count."

Caroline's eyes sparkled, but she was relieved in her heart.

Before she came, she had already asked someone to inquire about some matters in the country.

Although she was dissatisfied with Derek having a son, she would not give up on him just because he

had a son.

In her opinion, even if he had a son, how could a little brat stir up any storm? What made her more

concerned than this child was the child's mother.

But to this woman, she could not find anything, even her name, as if someone had deliberately covered

up information about her, which made her very confused.

But for now, the investigation can only be carried out gradually.

Now with Violet's words, although it was not clear if the woman was really dead, at the very least,

people of the Xaviers did not seem to welcome her.

This was very beneficial to her, especially when she heard that Derek and the woman were not

married.

In this way, if she married Derek in the future, there would be no bad reputation as a second marriage.

Yes, in Caroline's opinion, with the support of the Xaviers, she would eventually marry him and be

called Derek's wife. Everything seemed to be going better after she returned the country.

The only thing that was harder to deal with now was Derek herself, but it didn't matter. She always had

confidence in herself. The more difficult a man was to get, the more attractive she was in front of them.

At this time, Easton was lying on the bed in his room, editing text messages with his cell phone.

He sent Caroline's name and basic information, especially the news that his grandmother wanted her

to marry her father, to Meredith's phone.

He also told Meredith not to worry at the end of the message. He would never let this woman have a

good time.

Xavier Group.

Meredith looked at the text message on her phone and did not come to herself for a long time.

Although her expression was not obvious, the design paper in front of her had been changed all

afternoon, and the drawing had been ruined in the end.

This was clearly a state of absent-mindedness.

Mansion of the Xaviers.

After lunch, Caroline learned from the housekeeper's instructions to the servants that the only

grandson of the Xaviers, Easton, was playing in the garden behind the manor.

She suddenly had an idea in her mind.

Although she didn't care about the little brat, she still had to do some good gestures on the surface

before she got married. Besides, she heard that Derek was very fond of his son.

In that case, before she had a firm foothold in the Xaviers, she really needed to curry favor with this

Easton.

In the flowerbed, a small figure in overalls was squatting on the ground with his back against the light,

hands one after another, No one knew what he was doing.

Bored, he shoveled the soil with a small shovel in his hand. Through his small mouth, he was talking to

a black button at the top of the collar that covered his ears.

"Is that woman here?"

A faint red light flickered from the inside of the button, indicating that it was not a real button.

"Miss Baker is walking this way. She will be here soon." Adam's steady voice came through the

buttons.

The little guy pursed his lips and said rudely, "What Miss Baker? What kind of Miss is she? Adam, you

can't call her that."

"Then what should I call her?"

"Just call her... That woman," the little guy said, touching his chin.

Adam: ... "Master Easton, that woman is here. She's about twenty steps away from you."