If it weren't for Bobby's invitation, she would not be going to the party.
Since she had already agreed to be there, it was only right she pick up a present.
After careful consideration, Nancy spent six grand to buy a belt for Charles.
With her price range and Charles' taste, it seemed like the best she could do.
She tucked the belt neatly into a gift box.
Simultaneously, Bobbly was flitting around the house, getting everything ready for Nancy's arrival.
He directed the servants to trim the garden and decorate the house as though he was an adult, running the house.
Angelina's eyes widened. She felt the little guy seemed to have grown up a lot overnight.
In the past, she was always the one doing all these things in preparation for Charles' birthday.
"Bobby, my good boy, you are taking such good care of your Grandma, taking things off her plate so she can rest." Angelina hugged him tightly as she said this.
Nodding, Bobby said, "Yes. I've grown up. Grandma won't h
used to it and the loneliness will pass,' he thought.
Jay tried to focus on his work to distract himself.
The second day, when he was reprimanding his secretary, he suddenly heard a knock on his office door.
"Come in!" shouted Jay impatiently.
Hiram entered with and smile. "Mr. Fang, fancy seeing you so mad," he joked.
"Get out." Jay waved his hand at his secretary. "Don't come back until you bring two cups of coffee with sugar," he ordered.
"Yes." The secretary left in a hurry.
Jay pointed at the sofa, motioning for him to sit. Then he looked at the invitations in Hiram's hand and asked, "Is Charles going to marry that Nancy?"
Hiram leaned forward and put the invitations on Jay' desk and said, "No, tomorrow is Mr. Fu's birthday. He asked me to send these to you."
"Interesting. That's not like him. Why would he suddenly want to have a party?" As he spoke, he unfolded the invitation. His eyes twinkled with surprise when he saw the name on the invitation. "Doris...?"