NovelOnlineChapter 62
Mabel looked at Henry in disbelief. Mrs. Lawson had just injured her finger, and not only did he not say a single
kind word, he was actually urging her to hurry up.
As a housekeeper, Mabel didn't dare voice her frustration. She simply lowered her head, applied santiseptic,
and carefully wrapped Jessica's wound with a bandage.
While Mabel was putting away the first aid kit, Henry started pestering Jessica again.
"Mom, can you book the plane tickets now?"
Jessica finally responded in sign language, her gestures a bit slower than usual. "I'm not feeling well. I don't want
to travel that far. If you want to see your father, I'll call his assistant and have her arrange for you to go."
That seemed acceptable to Henry. He knew his mother didn't care much for Miss Sheila, and honestly, if an
argument broke out between them, he wouldn't even know which side to take.
"Fine," he said, a little sullen.
Jessica gestured for Mabel to ccloser. She typed something quickly on her phone and showed it to Mabel.
"I'll call Mr. Lawson's assistant. Please tell her to cto the house."
"Of course, ma'am."
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Jessica dialed the number and put the phone on speaker. It was answered almost immediately.
"Hello, Mrs. Lawson."
"Hi, Secretary Allen, this is Mabel. Mrs. Lawson would like you to cto The Gilded Whisper Estates."
"I'll be right over."
Jessica ended the call and signed to Henry to go have dinner.
Henry had hoped his mother would cook for him, and her refusal left him a bit disappointed. But then he
thought, the sooner he finished eating, the sooner he could pack for his trip abroad to see Sheila. That cheered
him up, and he ran off to the dining room.
Normally, Mrs. Lawson would have kept him company during dinner. But today, she remained seated, unmoving,
so Mabel quietly stood nearby, waiting to be needed.
About half an hour later, Secretary Allen arrived.
"Mrs. Lawson, you wanted to see me?"
Jessica had already typed out a message on her phone. She held it up for Secretary Allen to read: "Henry wants
to go to Aetherion Marisbright. Please take him there."
Secretary Allen hesitated for a moment. "Has Mr. Lawson approved this?" he asked carefully. Escorting the
Lawson family's young heir overseas was no trivial matter; if anything went wrong, the responsibility would fall
squarely on him.
Jessica typed: "You can call him now and ask for his opinion."
Secretary Allen took out his phone and dialed Timothy's number, relaying Jessica's request.
But Timothy's number had long since been blocked on Jessica's phone. He had no way to reach her directly, and
Secretary Allen's words clearly annoyed him.
"Put her on the phone," Timothy demanded.
"Mrs. Lawson, Mr. Lawson would like to speak with you."
Jessica shook her head and made a dismissive gesture.
"Mr. Lawson, Mrs. Lawson doesn't want to talk. If you approve, I'll book the tickets
and take Henry over right away."
There was a long silence on Timothy's end.
"Put the call on speaker," he finally said.
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"Of course."
Secretary Allen switched to speakerphone.
Timothy's voice cthrough, deep and steady. "Jessica, Marisbright is a beautiful city. Why don't you and Henry
ctogether? We can spend sthere as a family before heading home."
He was picturing the ocean views, thinking how perfect they'd be for wedding photos, but no response came
from Jessica.
Her delicate face was utterly expressionless.
Secretary Allen, caught in the middle, reminded her gently, "Mrs. Lawson, if you'd
like, you can type out your response and I'll tell Mr. Lawson."
Jessica didn't type a word. She simply stood up and walked into the master bedroom, closing the door behind
her.
"Secretary Allen, did she hear me?" Timothy's voice was tight.
"Yes, Mr. Lawson. She heard you, but she didn't say anything. She's gone to her room."
"Forget it, then. Just bring Henry over."
Since Henry was born, he'd never met his grandfather. It was the did.
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