Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Changing Address of Kinship
Don’t mention them, even Theodore Lynch looked baffled, unable to believe it.
No one dared to ask, but Quentin Shaw laughed.
He straightened his clothes and returned to his office.
Elias Lancaster ignored the stunned expressions of the group behind him and strode towards the president’s office.
He pushed open the door.
"Serena, are you tired from walking? Are you hot? Hungry?"
Elias Lancaster moved to Serena Yeats’s side and gently touched her soft face.
Serena Yeats was holding a cup, sipping water.
"Uncle, I’m so hungry."
"Okay, there’ll be food soon." Elias Lancaster responded with a pampering smile as he watched her eyes crinkle with joy.
Then he got up and dialed the direct line, "Send in the meal we just prepared."
Quickly, Secretary Hughes came in with the meal.
Secretary Hughes didn’t attend today’s meeting; after Serena Yeats went out, Elias Lancaster arranged for her to prepare the meal according to the menu he provided.
As soon as Secretary Hughes put down the meal box, she heard Elias Lancaster speak.
"Just leave it here. You can go ahead and get busy."
"Yes."
Elias Lancaster took out the meal boxes and placed them on the table.
Serena Yeats was truly hungry, eating more than usual, still wanting more but hesitated fearing it might be uncomfortable later.
Elias Lancaster finished the remaining meal.
Serena Yeats reached for the box holding the shirt, "Uncle, I bought you a shirt. Do you want to try it?"
Elias Lancaster looked surprised at the box in her hand, "You bought this for me?"
Serena Yeats nodded.
"It was quite expensive, but the people at the store said it was unique. Do you want to try it?"
Elias Lancaster took it and opened it to look inside, and when he saw the small emblem on the collar, he looked up at Serena Yeats.
In his mind, Serena Yeats was overly gentle, someone he constantly needed to protect, but now his perception was changing.
His little girl was very attentive.
Serena Yeats’s clear eyes gazed at him.
Elias Lancaster cupped Serena Yeats’s face, giving her several pecks on her lips.
"Serena, thank you. Because of you, my life seems to have gained color."
Serena Yeats whispered, "What if you don’t like it in the future?"
Serena Yeats was not completely ignorant; she knew she had nothing now.
The only thing she had now was Elias Lancaster’s affection, but she often felt uneasy, fearing she would lose herself.
Elias Lancaster was aware of her inner worries; although she wasn’t afraid of him anymore, but....
He gazed at Serena Yeats with determination.
"Serena, I really like you and want to spend the rest of my life with you."
Serena Yeats nodded vigorously, smiling joyfully.
"I really like you too, Uncle."
Elias Lancaster couldn’t hold back this time; her confession of liking him was mutual affection.
He leaned down to kiss Serena Yeats, who raised her arms to wrap around his neck, awkwardly responding and learning how to express her feelings.
Elias Lancaster tightened his embrace; this girl, he didn’t want to let go, never wanted to let go.
Serena Yeats’s eyes grew dazed, her body softened, but she held on, enduring Elias Lancaster’s love.
She didn’t want to push him away, nor was she willing to.
At this moment.
"Bang..."
"Master Lancaster..."
Almost simultaneously, Elias Lancaster’s first reaction was to pull Serena Yeats into his arms.
But the stimulating scene just now was still caught by the person who came in.
Theodore Lynch stood at the door, completely dumbfounded, watching Elias Lancaster in the office and the girl held in his embrace.
"You better have a reason!"
Elias Lancaster’s face turned extremely grim, his tone cold to the utmost.
Theodore Lynch awkwardly chuckled twice.
"Um... I came here to tell you, Aunt said she called you and you didn’t pick up. She said to bring your wife home for dinner tonight, I didn’t know... you were busy..."
Elias Lancaster hummed in response.
Theodore Lynch quickly exited the office, frightened.
Looking down, Elias Lancaster saw Serena Yeats snuggled against his chest.
He stroked her head and sighed.
"The guy didn’t show up at the right time."
Serena Yeats looked up, sneaking a glance at Elias Lancaster.
Then she lowered her head again.
Elias Lancaster took the shirt and went to the lounge; when he returned.
Serena Yeats watched the man’s broad shoulders and narrow waist, as if she could see the solid and perfect lines and tight muscles that lay beneath the shirt.
The man appeared elegant and noble, tall and slender.
Serena Yeats couldn’t resist taking out her phone to secretly snap a photo.
And Elias Lancaster was fully aware of her little action, cooperating to let her capture the shot.
After that, Serena Yeats posted on her moments.
Handsome uncle!
Below was a picture, showing the back of a man in a shirt looking out the floor-to-ceiling window.
[Tsk tsk tsk, Serena darling, are you showing off your love?]
Below quickly came comments, naturally from Nathan Sawyer.
"Serena, your Elias Lancaster is both enticing and charming."
As Serena Yeats read Nathan Sawyer’s message, she instinctively glanced at Elias Lancaster.
Charming?
She carefully observed the photo; truthfully, with these comments, it did evoke a tempting and restrained allure.
Quickly, Serena Yeats realized her thoughts were too dangerous, shook her head, and thought, what was she thinking?
How could she pounce on Uncle?
Meanwhile, the female sales agent who had been praying didn’t get her wish; she was packing her personal belongings under the watchful eye of two bodyguards.
Indeed, she had been dismissed.
She regretted deeply, realizing she shouldn’t have believed The Young Miss Thorne, and caused trouble to the young girl for that ten thousand yuan.
She swore never again to judge by appearance or easily believe what others say.
Moments later, Secretary Hughes came in carrying a bag.
"President Lancaster, the clothes have been bought."
After changing clothes and coming out, Serena Yeats paused upon seeing Elias Lancaster’s outfit.
It was the matching family set she saw at the maternity store today.
Her eyes sparkled.
Elias Lancaster leaned in and chuckled lightly next to her ear, "Do you like it?"
Serena Yeats felt like she was enveloped in sweetness.
The servants saw Elias Lancaster’s car parked at the door and quickly approached with a smile.
"Young Master, you’re back. I’ll go call Old Madam."
As soon as the words fell, Old Madam Lancaster’s excited voice rang out, "You brat finally brought my precious daughter-in-law home."
As Serena Yeats entered the house, she looked up to see Old Madam Lancaster coming down from upstairs, heading towards them.
Old Madam Lancaster directly ignored Elias Lancaster, happily grabbing Serena Yeats’s hand, "Serena, are you tired?"
Serena Yeats softly replied, "Old Madam Lancaster, I’m not tired."
"That’s wrong." Old Madam Lancaster’s smile instantly disappeared, her face turning stern as if a little angry.
Serena Yeats nervously glanced at Elias Lancaster.
Elias Lancaster helplessly said, "Mom, you’re scaring Serena."
Old Madam Lancaster realized, speaking gently, "Serena, you and Elias have already registered your marriage, you should change how you address me."
Serena Yeats instinctively glanced at Elias Lancaster again, and upon seeing him nod, she breathed a sigh of relief and timidly called out, "Mom."
"Ah! That’s more like it." Old Madam Lancaster’s smile returned in full bloom, extremely pleased. "Let’s sit for a while, the meal will be ready soon."
Old Madam Lancaster pulled Serena Yeats to sit down, ready to have a good chat.
A servant ran over.
"Old Madam, The Thorne Family’s young miss is here."