CHAPTER 195: CHAPTER 195: I’M GREEDY FOR MONEY, HE’S LUSTFUL

Upon hearing this news.

Poppy Hale didn’t react immediately.

To be honest, Miles Hawthorne has no blood relation with that young girl.

But being involved with the daughter of an ex-wife is scandalous in any circle.

Even Poppy Hale couldn’t help but bat her eyelids several times.

"Does Uncle know about this?"

"He knows. He’s the one who told my dad and grandfather."

Declan Hawthorne buried his face in Poppy Hale’s neck and let out a muffled laugh.

At this moment, his voice was hoarse and magnetic, his whole being enveloped in a dense fatigue, lazy and carefree.

"Wife, looks like we got lucky."

Declan Hawthorne laughed, "Grandfather said if he had known Uncle would find someone who could be his daughter to be his wife, he wouldn’t have said anything about us."

Poppy Hale was helpless.

The old man still had the mood to talk about her and Declan Hawthorne, showing he wasn’t too angry.

For such a big matter, the old man instead remained as calm as he had always been through storms, indifferent.

He just frowned, covered his heart, looked at Miles Hawthorne and the young starlet for a moment.

Then waved them off, without saying whether he agreed or disagreed.

Poppy Hale slightly glanced sideways.

"Grandfather didn’t say he disagreed?"

"Grandfather said to use the Hawthorne Group shares in Uncle’s hands in exchange. If he’s willing, they can hold a wedding, but the Hawthorne Family is not allowed to attend. If not, it’s up to Uncle, but that woman’s identity must not be exposed."

Exposing it would do no good for Miles Hawthorne himself.

As for the shares, whether Miles Hawthorne is willing to trade them for a ridiculous new bride, it’s his choice.

Poppy Hale noticed Declan Hawthorne’s spirits weren’t high.

"Do you get along well with Uncle?"

"We were very close when I was a child. Uncle would lift me above his head, take me to sets to watch actors shoot, even brought me to celebration parties. Not to eat, just to let me breathe."

Declan Hawthorne closed his eyes.

"When I was young, only Uncle would ask if I was tired of my studies, or if I liked my subjects."

Declan Hawthorne, in his childhood, saw Miles Hawthorne treating all the kids well.

He liked children very much and was especially patient with them.

He would even take a few kids to amusement parks.

When others weren’t paying attention, he would buy Declan Hawthorne ice cream.

At that time, in Declan Hawthorne’s eyes, Uncle was a very good elder.

Poppy Hale could also understand such feelings.

Initially, Eugene Lynch and Diane Dixon were very nice to her as well.

They bought her dresses, took her and Sean Lynch to eat KFC, and when buying a backpack for Sean Lynch, they would also buy one in a different color for Poppy Hale.

In court, seeing Eugene Lynch’s lips tremble and his eyes moist as he looked in her and Truth Hale’s direction, she wasn’t completely untouched.

But people are complex.

Declan Hawthorne himself understood these truths.

As long as the heart beats, emotions exist.

Inevitably, there’s heartache.

Close to midnight, Declan Hawthorne was called out by Hugo Hawthorne again.

Used to sleeping with Florence Lynch, Poppy Hale was a light sleeper, waking up at the slightest movement around her.

He quietly left and closed the door.

Poppy Hale was also wide awake.

Might as well take out her phone and search for news related to Miles Hawthorne.

The young starlet with him, Yasmine Jules, debuted in an art film directed by Miles Hawthorne and signed with an entertainment company under him.

She was beautiful.

With a traditionally classic oval face, almond eyes, a small nose, and a small mouth, her facial features were exquisite.

The media gossiped, calling her the young Evelyn Jules, not only for the resemblance but also because of their shared last name, both getting involved with Miles Hawthorne.

Poppy Hale felt a headache coming on from all the online information.

Some also speculated Yasmine Jules was related to Evelyn Jules by blood.

Back then, the media only knew Evelyn Jules had an affair.

Only a few knew she gave birth to fraternal twins, a secret kept tightly by the Hawthorne Group.

At that time, Evelyn Jules and Miles Hawthorne hadn’t divorced yet, and netizens were just guessing for fun.

In the comments section, Evelyn Jules’s past fans would clarify.

She had been away from the industry for years, and her old fans were now older.

But she left behind numerous edits in the entertainment industry, keeping her fame alive post-retirement.

When Yasmine Jules debuted, she was labeled as the young Evelyn Jules.

Seeing comparison pictures of the two, even the mole at the corner of the eye was identical.

After fans clarified, Evelyn Jules rarely logged into her social media account, stating she had no relation to Yasmine Jules, just personally admired the younger talent.

Believing her to have great potential.

Netizens were unaware that their speculations were close to the actual truth.

Poppy Hale browsed the comments section, understood some past events, and screenshotted a piece of news she intended to discuss with Declan Hawthorne, but accidentally sent it to Justin Hawthorne.

The screenshot mentioned that the maid caught Evelyn Jules cheating and informed Miles Hawthorne.

Justin Hawthorne responded instantly, "Sister-in-law, are you reading our family’s gossip? What they said is false."

Poppy Hale breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it wasn’t as outrageous as it sounded.

Then saw Justin Hawthorne’s follow-up message.

"The truth is much more dramatic, netizens can’t even fabricate stories right, so dull."

Poppy Hale replied, "..."

"Sister-in-law, I’ll tell you at work tomorrow, you better get some sleep."

Not because he worried about disturbing Poppy Hale’s rest,

but because Justin Hawthorne thought.

If there’s a chance to slack at work, one must seize it!

Besides, the matters of the Hawthorne Family are too complicated.

If said now, it would be dawn by the time he finished.

-

The next morning, when Poppy Hale went downstairs, Declan Hawthorne had already had breakfast with Florence Lynch.

The father and daughter sat together watching a morning news program.

Florence Lynch is only allowed to use electronics for half an hour a week.

Poppy Hale was surprised, knowing Declan Hawthorne was aware of this, wondering what they were watching together.

She leaned in to look; it was a local morning cartoon show from Glanmar, entirely in English, with Florence Lynch occasionally having conversations with Declan Hawthorne.

Her spoken English was fluent and standard.

The most important thing was that Florence Lynch wasn’t shy or embarrassed, unconcerned about mistakes, and Declan Hawthorne wouldn’t correct them.

Poppy Hale suddenly felt embarrassed.

Compared to Declan Hawthorne’s dedication to Florence Lynch’s education, she indeed spent more time on work.

It had been like this, and it seems it still is.

On the other hand, Declan Hawthorne remained persistent in accompanying and studying, never giving up when Florence Lynch resisted English at first.

In this regard, Declan Hawthorne was indeed more dedicated and efficient than her.

Poppy Hale simply sat back at the table to eat.

Watching the father and daughter study while she ate her medicinal meal.

Jackie Barrett and Hugo Hawthorne hadn’t gotten up yet, seemingly having talked late into the night as well. Otherwise, Hugo Hawthorne wouldn’t have called Declan Hawthorne out in the middle of the night.

Truth Hale sat next to Poppy Hale, quietly discussing something with her.

"Poppy, do you and Young Hawthorne have a prenuptial agreement? Our family marrying into the Hawthorne Family could be seen as marrying up."

Truth Hale had been worrying about this lately.

Fearing others would say Poppy Hale married Declan Hawthorne for money because of the disparity.

Poppy Hale tore off a piece of bun and stuffed it into her mouth.

"We didn’t sign a prenup. If anyone talks, let them talk. Worst case, they say I’m greedy for money, and he’s lustful. But, hmm."

Poppy Hale gave Truth Hale a mischievous wink, glancing at the man engrossed in watching cartoons.

With his broad shoulders, narrow hips, long legs, his face would still be the top draw at any club.

"I guess I’m pretty lustful too."