novelraw Chapter 522: Seeking Marriage
Chapter 522: Seeking Marriage
Connor smiled as he led her out of the bedroom, pushed her into the living room, and then closed the door.Today, Harry Hunter had just told him that Isabella Weaver lent one million to Cora Ginger and even found her a nice guesthouse to settle her family.
She has a place to stay!
Kicking her out, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.
Refusing Cora Ginger wasn’t that difficult after all.
After a peaceful night’s sleep, the next morning, he energetically appeared next to Harry Hunter: "Young Master, good morning!"
Harry Hunter ignored him, still bothered by yesterday’s incident where Connor and Johan Niles had gotten snot all over him.
Connor was already accustomed to the Young Master’s grumpy face, so he turned around, smiling, and greeted Isabella Weaver, "Young Madam, good morning! You look great today!"
Isabella Weaver smiled, "Connor, you look quite good today too! Anything good happening?"
"Nope, but once something happens, you’ll be the first to know, Young Madam!"
"Alright!" Isabella thought he had probably come out of the shadow of breaking up with Cora Ginger and returned to his usual cheerful self.
"Why don’t you inform me first?"
Harry Hunter was dissatisfied that his subordinate was showing loyalty to the little wife, feeling that his status had diminished!
"Then introduce someone to me, Young Master!"
Harry Hunter looked at him coldly, "Work well, and you’re forbidden to date in the future. It’s been chaos with you!"
Connor was dumbfounded, "Young Master, you have no humanity!"
Harry Hunter was indifferent, "Just finding out today?"
"Then what do I do? Live a lonely life till old age?"
"I saw you hugging Johan Niles pretty closely yesterday. Go with him!"
"I don’t like men!"
"Didn’t say you have to like it. Just make do, anyway, Johan Niles doesn’t seem to find a girlfriend with that brain of his."
"True, he’s even dumber than me. At least I had one relationship, right?"
Harry Hunter despised him, now he was proud. Earlier, who was crying like a dog?
He kissed Isabella Weaver, sent her to the car, watched Grace Watt drive her away, then departed with Connor to the company.
At the company, he went to the group’s PR department to arrange a matchmaking for Connor!
He looked at Connor’s clothes, frowned, "Didn’t I tell you to buy nice clothes?"
"I feel fine like this. I can’t possibly dress more stylishly and handsomely than you, right?"
"Even if you wore my clothes, you couldn’t be more handsome than me!"
Harry Hunter was very confident, instructing Secretary Fisher, "Prepare ten suits for him, the same brand I wear, also get shoes, take him for a makeover, fix his hair."
As he spoke, he pulled out a brand-new Porsche car key and tossed it to Connor, "This one hasn’t been driven yet, it’s yours!"
Connor caught the car key, a bit dumbfounded, "Young Master, weren’t you forbidding me to date? Now you’re matchmaking, dressing me so nicely?"
"No dating, straight to marriage! If your future woman dares to cheat with some random man, I’ll take care of it for you!"
Harry Hunter’s voice was cold. He didn’t date either, straight to marriage, did he?
Look at Isabella Weaver, she loves him so much now, can’t stand a minute away from him, he’s truly happy!
Connor was extremely touched, "Young Master, you’re so good to me. But if I dress too stylish, drive such a good car, won’t I steal your spotlight?"
"In your dreams!"
Harry Hunter pointed to his own face, "With my handsome face, even if you fly a plane, you won’t steal my limelight!"
Connor mumbled, "I think I’m quite handsome too!"