Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 309

Tara's face changed.

She said gloomily, "Aunt Graham, you must’ve misunderstood. Tom and I are just classmates and nothing else."

“I know. That was the past. It’s just going to get better once you get along more.”

She glanced at Sophie upon saying that.

"Furthermore, your mother has agreed. She’ll never lie to you even if we did, right?”

Tara turned her head to look at her mother in disbelief.

A guilty conscience flashed across Sophie's eyes but she still smiled awkwardly.

"Tara, I'll talk to you about this later, but we did agree."

"You agreed? This is regarding my future. How can you agree to it without asking me?”

Tara was enraged.

She was mild-tempered but this did not mean that she had no temper, especially in such matters.

Sophie was also a little embarrassed.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something but nothing came out.

Lena looked at her with displeasure on her face.

“How can your child talk to her mother like that? Our family is cultured and Tom is one of the best around. How can he not be worthy of you? What kind of attitude is this?”

Tara sneered.

"Okay, I know Tom is excellent. It's not that he’s not worthy of me, but I’m not worthy of him. Is that okay?”

She turned her head to look at Sophie with a sulk and she said coldly, "Mom, don't bother to matchmake me. Let me tell you the truth, I already have someone I like and I’ll only marry him in this life!

“Also, don’t think I don’t know what you are scheming about the marriage alliance of the Garrets and the Grahams. Since you can’t get Stephanie to obey your orders, you want me to take over that spot. Why don’t you think about us being a sidelined family and good things can really just come knocking on our door? I advise you to wake up!”

After speaking, she turned and went to her bedroom without looking back.

In the living room, Sophie and Lena were stunned by her and it took a long time before they came to their senses.

Sophie was a little sad but Lena was furious.

"Such a bad girl! What nonsense are you talking about? What are we scheming about? It’s your blessing that Tom took a liking to you. Do you really think we’re begging you?”

When Lena said this, Sophie became infuriated.

She looked at her and said coldly, "Okay, we know that the Grahams are in a higher status than us and we didn't beg you to come over. Besides, this is my daughter. It’s her decision. What are you b*tching about?”

"You!"

Lena did not expect that Sophie would turn around and pointed the arrow at her, which enraged her to the point that she could not speak.

In the end, she swung her hands bitterly and said angrily, "Alright! Take it as I misread your family. I’m not desperate for this marriage to happen!”

Then, she turned around and left.

Upstairs, Tara closed her eyes when she heard the door got slammed and she let out a long sigh of relief.

On the other side, at the hotel, Owen woke up in a daze with a headache.

It was like he had a hangover all night.

The strength in his body also seemed to be emptied leaving him limped and weak.

He opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked around. He felt like his brains were mashed up and he was confused about where he was.

At this time, everyone gathered to gossip and play mahjong which was very carefree.

Mrs. Jackman sat in the middle with several other classy women sitting beside her. Seeing that she had been smiling broadly since she came back, they could not help but curiously asked, "Why are you so happy today? Is there something happy to share?"

Mrs. Jackson pursed her lips and looked at them. She hesitated but eventually could not help sharing this joy with her good friends.

She leaned over, lowered her voice and said, "I’ll tell you all but you all aren’t allowed to say this to anyone. I feel like I’m going to have a grandchild soon."

Everyone was stunned and stared at her in disbelief. "So fast? Isn’t Owen single?”

Mrs. Jackson raised her eyebrows. "Waiting for him to find a girlfriend is the hardest thing ever. Even if the sun rises from the west, he may not have found one yet.”

Qingqing could not help but laugh at this metaphor. She glared at her. "How can a mother say this to her son? When Owen heard it, be careful that he asks you to settle the account."

This description made Crystal laugh and glanced at her. “What type of mother talks about her son like this? He may come looking for you if he finds out.”

Mrs. Jackman snorted coldly. "I dare him to.”

One of the women was curious and asked, "How do you know that you’re going to get a grandchild soon?"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Jackman was a little embarrassed. She hesitated and beckoned. "Come here, I’ll tell you quietly."

The person then moved her ear closer to Mrs. Jackman for her to whisper a few words.

The other person’s eyes widened upon hearing with a face full of disbelief.

She was stunned for a long while before she came back to her senses. Then, she seemed to think of something before laughing out loud and shook her head.

"Won’t Owen be angry if you did this?"

Mrs. Jackman twisted her mouth in disdain. "Angry? How could he be angry when I’m not angry? He’s already 27 and I’ve told him to just get any woman to give me some hope!

“Well, it has been so many years but he has never brought a woman home before. If he wasn’t my son, I’d suspect that he has a problem in that area!"