Chapter 715
Despite everything, Mrs. Brown was not pleased at all.
Duncan was the owner of a company. Although his appearance was marred, he was wealthy.
Mrs. Brown and her daughter spent the entire morning outside Lewis & Co.’s office building, waiting for Liberty.
She had heard from her son that Lewis & Co. was one of the largest corporations in Wiltspoon, more influential than her son’s workplace. He even mentioned that he might not secure the senior executive position there.
Hank was uncomfortable with Liberty working at Lewis & Co. because he realized that her return to the workforce could help her regain a successful career.
It was fortunate for him that they were now divorced; he no longer had to worry about being overshadowed by his ex-wife.
With Jessica as his secretary and dependent on him, it bolstered his sense of masculinity.
Upon recognizing Mrs. Brown, Duncan halted and shot her a glare. He coldly asked, “What are you doing here?”
He glanced at the mother and son inside the shop before issuing a stern warning to Mrs. Brown. “I lease the shop to Liberty. I won’t tolerate any trouble from you. This won’t just end with compensation.”
Mrs. Brown fired back with more questions, “What are you doing here? Are you trying to pursue my daughter-in-law?”
“I own half the commercial properties on this street. You can refer to me as Liberty’s landlord. My business here is none of your concern. If I recall correctly, Liberty and your son are divorced. What? Didn’t he marry his mistress?”
“You should be encouraging them to get married. That way, you can have a new daughter-in-law. Liberty is no longer a part of the Browns. Stop referring to her as your daughter-in-law.”
Mrs. Brown choked.
The last thing she wanted was for her son to marry Jessica. However, her son refused to listen to her and had already set a date to obtain a marriage license with Jessica.
Today, Jessica’s parents, brother, and sister-in-law came to request a meeting between both families to discuss the wedding over a meal.
Mrs. Brown felt a pang of concern for her son at the thought of the Yates family coming to discuss their contribution to the wedding and family support.
Liberty received a substantial amount of money from the divorce.
At least Liberty had given Mrs. Brown a grandson. While Liberty had the funds, most of it would likely be spent on her grandson.
After much contemplation and discussion with her husband, Mrs. Brown accepted the reality. What more could she do? The money was already deposited into Serenity’s bank account.
Nevertheless, Jessica had yet to carry the Browns’ bloodline, and she had taken someone else’s husband. Her son inexplicably wanted to give Jessica and her family a sum of money to pay for the wedding. It was a hard pill for Mrs. Brown to swallow.
That was why she found herself here, searching for Liberty.
She had tracked Liberty down and discovered that she rented a shop nearby to start a business. Mrs. Brown still hadn’t figured out what type of business Liberty intended to pursue.
“How can she claim to be unrelated to the Browns? Sonny is my grandson, and Liberty is his mother. How are we not connected?”
Duncan frowned. “What do you want?”
Straightening her back, Mrs. Brown declared, “I’m here to see my grandson. Liberty said during the divorce that we could visit Sonny anytime we want. Is that a problem for you?”
Duncan was taken aback.
Mrs. Brown grabbed her purse and confidently walked past Duncan, her chest held high. “My son will get back together with Liberty. You don’t stand a chance.”
Duncan
He wanted to laugh. It wasn’t as if he was pursuing Liberty; Duncan had a fondness for the little man and even brought him a pinwheel. How did this turn into the idea that he was chasing after Liberty and had no chance? Liberty would never get back together with someone like Hank, even if Hank wanted to rekindle the relationship. It was Hank who stood no chance. Duncan turned his head to see Mrs. Brown open the glass door and enter the shop. A moment later, he decided to leave. He wasn’t that close to Liberty; Duncan couldn’t care less unless Mrs. Brown was about to cause trouble.