Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 1270: Chapter 1269: Don’t Force Him, Come at Me

Now that Mom has returned, he didn’t ask Shirley Grant why she disappeared before.

This side of Gerry Peary makes one’s heart ache even more.

Seeing Gerry’s complexion improved significantly, Shirley felt gratified and turned with tears in her eyes to look at Alan Morgan.

"Alan, thank you."

She genuinely wanted to express her gratitude.

Gerry is the person dearest to her in this world, the one she couldn’t let go of.

Seeing Gerry doing well now, she was so relieved that words couldn’t convey it.

Hearing Shirley’s words, Alan smiled.

"There’s no need to thank me. We are a family."

Upon hearing "family," Gerry’s eyes lit up.

"Now that both Dad and Mom are in front of me, but... will one of you leave again?"

Shirley’s previous departure had already made Gerry scared.

Hearing this question, Alan was taken aback for a moment.

"No, no one will ever leave Gerry again. From now on, the three of us will be together."

"Together?"

Gerry looked excited.

"Like other kids, with both Dad and Mom, all together?"

"Yes, all together."

Shirley nodded.

She was now married to Alan, so of course, they would be together.

"Once Gerry recovers, shall we move into our own house?"

Shirley smiled at Gerry with a face full of affection.

"Okay."

......

Charles Northwood sat alone in his room, turned off the light, and was in complete darkness.

He thought a lot about whether he would be willing if he had to live in darkness forever.

His phone was full of pictures of Tara Jameson.

He sat there, constantly pondering questions.

"Second Young Master, the Master wants you upstairs."

Charles nodded and soon appeared in the Northwood family’s living room.

"The Secret Division is now entirely in your hands, and as for that matter, deal with it promptly."

"Yes, hurry up. We’ve already contacted the plastic surgeon."

"By the way, during the plastic surgery, they’ll also perform sterilization to prevent you from leaving behind heirs."

Everyone was talking about the most brutal things.

Yet, these things seemed entirely natural.

Listening to their conditions one by one, Charles sat there, feeling very desolate.

"Dad, Grandpa, the Secret Division should be mine. Don’t force my brother."

Suddenly, Henry Northwood appeared again.

"Nonsense, what are you doing here? Go back!"

"Grandpa, I beg you not to force him. This should all be my burden."

"Since the gears of fate have misaligned, we can only perpetuate the mistake. Your current identity is simply unsuitable."

Hearing his grandpa say this, Henry clenched his hands tightly.

"Let him get plastic surgery to look like me. We already resemble each other, let him take my place as head of the family."

This was the best solution Henry could think of.

Charles turned to look at Henry with a disdainful expression.

Talking about all sorts of nonsense here was merely pretending.

Unwilling to even glance at him, Charles looked at all the Northwood family members sitting in the living room.

"You’re truly messing around! What a foolish idea. You are now the head of the family, and he is the executor of the Secret Division, which is already a settled fact."

Everyone in the Northwood family disagreed with Henry’s suggestion.

"Charles Northwood, if you don’t start carrying it out soon, we’ll have to enforce it."

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