novelraw Chapter 394: It’s Still in Time
Chapter 394: It’s Still in Time
Misunderstandings can sometimes be so wonderful, creating illusions that shouldn’t exist.Compared to Ethan and the others being so joyful, Old Mr. Seymour was puzzled and asked Old Mrs. Seymour, "Why did you stop me from saying that earlier? That date is chosen for Charles."
"Why say so much to him?" Old Mrs. Seymour had long decided she no longer had a son like Ethan. After living this long, what can’t she look past?
If they’re not family, there’s no need to force it.
"Hand me the phone. I’ll tell Charles to get ready soon," Old Mrs. Seymour said, reaching out her hand.
Old Mr. Seymour quickly took the phone, dialed the number, and then handed it to his wife.
"Grandma?" Charles Seymour answered the phone, asking puzzledly.
"Charles, your grandpa and I have picked a date, but it’s a bit rushed. The time is..."
"The day after tomorrow, right? That’s doable," Charles interrupted, leaving Old Mrs. Seymour speechless for a moment.
Hearing the silence on the phone, Charles realized with some disappointment: "It’s not the day after tomorrow, so when is it?"
"How could it be the day after tomorrow? You cheeky boy, how can the engagement be so hasty? Would your grandpa and I handle things so carelessly?" Old Mrs. Seymour joked and scolded, "Even if you want to settle it quickly, don’t be so rushed."
"Got it." Charles replied sullenly after being "scolded" by Old Mrs. Seymour.
Actually, suggesting the day after tomorrow was already him being restrained; he wanted to say tomorrow originally.
"Is there anything your grandpa and I need to prepare?" Old Mrs. Seymour asked with a laugh, wondering how her usually cold and distant grandson could meet someone that made him so eager.
"No need, I’ll prepare everything." Charles said.
"Isn’t your company busy at the end of the year?" Old Mrs. Seymour felt a bit sorry for her grandson. After all, everything about the engagement looked small, but it’s tedious and requires a lot of effort.
"The company has employees." Charles responded, easily shifting all responsibilities away from himself, "They’re paid handsomely to work."
At this moment, Jim Perry, who was working overtime at the company, sneezed suddenly and rubbed his nose, looking at the piles of documents on his desk and contemplating whether he should see a doctor when he got home. He couldn’t afford to get sick, or how would he handle all this work?
He couldn’t understand why the boss could leave on time, yet he had to work overtime.
Sure enough, enviable high pay isn’t easily earned.
Jim resignedly sighed and continued battling with the paperwork.
After Charles finished the call with Old Mrs. Seymour, he quickly made several phone calls, notifying about the engagement date and ensuring everything necessary was prepared beforehand.
Having arranged everything, Charles finally breathed a sigh of relief—he was finally getting engaged.
Then, at dinner, Sophie Wilson could noticeably feel someone was in a good mood and looked at him curiously, "What’s up? So happy?"
"Grandpa and Grandma have set our engagement date." Charles said with a smile, "You don’t need to do anything, just show up that day."
"The way you say it, why do I sound like I’m just hanging around?" Sophie asked amusedly.
"With me here, you naturally don’t need to worry about these trivial matters." Charles didn’t find it wrong at all. For his woman, isn’t that how it should be?