Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 391

Josiah smiled and produced two invitations, passing them to Joe and Mandy ceremoniously.

“My mother’s organizing a recital and would like to invite you both!”

Mandy went through the pretty invitation with a smile.

Mrs. Bayer was known for her talents among wealthy wives. She was good at music, chess, literature, and painting—all at a masterly level.

“If I remember correctly, she held an art exhibition last year!” Mandy said with a smile, “And she’s hosting a recital this year. She’s amazing!”

“You’re flattering her!” Josiah scratched his head and chuckled. “My mom’s just bored at home and plays around! Uncle and Aunt Tanner, you’ve got to come if you’re free!”

“Of course! That’s needless to say!”

“My mom’s organizing a recital on the sea this time. The elders will be on a cruise, while the younger generation will be on yachts at our family’s private beach!”

“Oh, that’s very thoughtful!” Joe said with a smile, “Please ask Mrs. Bayer to rest assured. We’ll be there on the dot!”

Since Josiah had accomplished his task, he bid goodbye to the Tanners, and the couple sent him to the hallway toward the door. Coincidentally, a few servants passed by with fresh laundry.

They greeted Josiah when they saw him, coinciding with the latter turning to look at them—and the laundry in their hands. One of those was a man’s jacket, navy with a butterfly embroidered at the collar…

Josiah was stunned. This was… his jacket. He had met a girl named Kelly at the auction the other day, and he had taken it off to drape it on her when they took a walk outside!

“Josiah?” Joe called for him, seeing that he had spaced out.

Josiah jolted and snapped back to reality, forcing a smile.

The servants had gone on their way, and he could not stop them over a jacket. It would be too weird.

It was just that his clothes were always tailor-made, and that jacket was really his. The butterfly embroidered on it was second to none in the world. He had draped it on Kelly. Why had it appeared here?

Ginger had been so listless and sullen these two days that Cordelia took it to the veterinary hospital.

“Charlie, did you follow Cordelia today?”

Rowan was presenting at Centrolis Medical Institute and took some time out to call Charlie.

Charlie answered, “Mr. Irwin, Cordelia went to the veterinary hospital with a cat.”

The presentation hall in the medical institute was one floor underground, so the signal was bad, and the call was choppy. It resulted in Rowan hearing: “Mr. Irwin, Cordelia went to the hospital…”

Alarmed, he scraped the latter half of the presentation and rushed to the hospital.

“Mr. Irwin, I said the veterinary hospital!” Charlie chuckled, looking at his boss, who was also sweating like him. “It’s the cat she has that’s ill!”

Rowan’s eyes bulged. If Charlie had not been serving him for so many years, he would have stabbed a needle in him now.