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“The reason for the physical assault.” Sylvan Cheney asked indifferently.

“According to Nancy Emmett, it was because Miss Yale was very aggressive and insulting towards her.”

Sylvan Cheney let out a low laugh, his gaze intense, “Charles Mcintosh, do you think Jasy seems like an aggressive person?”

“Of course not.”

Sylvan Cheney curved his lips upwards slightly.

“Mr. Cheney, how should we deal with this?”

“Lock her up for now, I will talk to Jasy later, I’ll go along with her.”

“Yes, sir.”

Charles Mcintosh kept a calm and impassive expression.

After hanging up the phone, Sylvan Cheney glanced at his mirror.

The nail marks on his neck weren’t light, she really went all out.

He also remembered how, after he kissed her, she was furiously wiping her lips, her face filled with disgust and contempt.

Sylvan Cheney’s gaze flickered.

Early next morning, Jasmine Yale finished washing up and also helped little Chale dress up.

The little guy looked good in whatever he wore.

“Jasy, are you going to take me to school today?” Little Chale said, blinking his big black eyes.

“Sure, I’ll take you.”

She helped him down the stairs, also carrying his school bag for him.

In a daze, she thought, if her baby was still alive, wouldn’t she also be sending him to school like this?

When they got downstairs, Sylvan Cheney had already finished his breakfast and was flipping through the newspaper on the couch.

His suit was crisp, his demeanor composed.

“Dad, good morning!”

The little guy ran over, jumped on the couch, and seemed extremely happy!

Sylvan Cheney put down the newspaper, smiled, and ran his hand through the little guy’s hair, “Morning.”

The little guy opened his arms wide again, “Dad, hug me.”

Sylvan Cheney:”…”

What’s with the little guy being so excited today?

Chale Cheney blinked his big eyes with expectation.

“Never mind, I’ll hug you.” Chale Cheney leaped into Sylvan Cheney’s arms and hugged him tightly.

Elder Cheney is such a tsundere.

Does he feel too shy to hug him in front of Jasy?

After the hug, Chale Cheney kissed Sylvan Cheney a few times, smudging his face with his saliva.

Sylvan Cheney frowned in disgust, “Go eat breakfast.”

This little guy, behaving as if he’s high on energy.

“Okay…” Chale Cheney finally jumped down from Sylvan Cheney’s lap.

Jasmine Yale stood there, observing the scene.

So, Sylvan Cheney also had such a tender side, she had thought that he was unapproachable.

He must have loved little Chale’s mother so much.

Otherwise, how could somebody like him have allowed the existence of little Chale.

Jasmine Yale got some milk and bread ready for little Chale, while she poured herself a cup of warm orange juice.

Just then, Sylvan Cheney’s phone rang.

He frowned, picking up the call.

“Brother-in-law, why did you suddenly come back from Lonton? I just found out.” Lana Fern said worriedly.

Her voice was quite loud.

The living room was extremely quiet, and Jasmine Yale, not being deaf, heard it.

Even though, Sylvan Cheney had already stood up and walked towards the window.

“It’s not your place to concern yourself with my affairs, is it?”

The tone carried significant repression and coldness.

“Brother-in-law, I mean, my sister’s mood is more unstable, and she really wants to see you. Your sudden return at this point is making her very upset.” “Did Chris Fern tell you this?”

“I…” Lana Fern choked up, “I could guess.”

“Stop meddling!”

“I understand.” Lana Fern changed her tone, “But, brother-in-law, you should also stay in Lonton for a few more days, even if you’re busy… You know the situation over there, the only people she has in her heart right now are me, my brother Chris Fern, and you.”

“Lana Fern, watch your words, don’t go beyond the limits, do I need to teach you this?”

“No, brother-in-law, did I say something wrong? My sister likes you so much…”

“In future, change the way you address me..”