Chapter 17 Look at our Anna...
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At night, the Baileys' Manor was brightly lit, with long banquet tables set with golden tableware.
Baroque multi-armed candlesticks burned with warm candlelight.
Each crystal wine glass held a red rose, and the napkins were folded into swans...
Pink ribbons, balloons, and flowers decorated every corner.
The entire dining room was transformed into a marriage proposal scene.
The servants bustled about, a row of them wearing lace-edged white aprons, each word written on one of them.
[Anna][Jadwin][Marry][Me]...
The butler was training the servants' standing posture and the confession for the proposal.
"Mr. Bailey, you're back."
Wayne Bailey walked into the hall and felt that something was different today.
Nanny Boltie ran over: "Master Bailey is waiting for you... Mr. Bailey, no matter what happens, don't lose heart."
Wayne Bailey: ...
"Hahahahahahahahaha——"
A burst of strange, elderly laughter echoed through the room.
Master Bailey sat on a French-style sofa, clutching a handheld computer, and laughing as if he was electrocuted.
"Wayne, come here, Grandpa has something interesting to show you."
Wayne Bailey threw his coat to Nanny Boltie and walked over coldly...
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
Master Bailey broke into another exaggerated burst of laughter. Steve handed him a handkerchief, and he wiped away the tears brimming in his eyes from laughing so hard.
"Master Bailey, you have a heart condition. Don't get too emotional."
"Wayne, look at our Anna... this little girl is really the apple of my eye."
Wayne Bailey heard Anna Jadwin's voice coming from the computer and his face immediately turned black: "I've seen it."
Young Master was Master Bailey's most typical sycophant, always taking potshots behind his back.
However, the Baileys' Manor hadn't experienced joy and laughter for a long time...
With the old master happy, all the servants were happy as well.
"Where's Raphael Bailey? Why hasn't he returned yet!" Master Bailey couldn't wait to see Anna Jadwin and urged someone to call him.
"I've called him, but Young Master's phone is turned off..."
"Go and see how the preparations in the dining room are going!" Master Bailey watched the video again.
"Master Bailey, this is the fifth time you've watched it..."
Wayne Bailey had a sullen face like a stone statue, sitting with his legs crossed coldly, flipping through the evening financial newspaper.
"Young Master is back!" "Young Master is back—" "Young Master is back!!!"
The servants were spreading the news in a hurry...
Master Bailey reluctantly put down the computer and got up with his diamond-headed cane: "Where's Anna?"
"Ms. Jadwin didn't come back, just Young Master."
"Anna didn't come back?" Master Bailey's smile froze. Dark clouds gathered. "What is he doing back then? Get out and pick her up! Get out!!"
Raphael Bailey entered from the foyer and heard a loud "get out".'
"Why are you all looking at me? Forming a welcoming party?"
"You didn't bring the girl back?" Master Bailey couldn't give up, staring at him intently. Was he still hoping Raphael Bailey would magically produce Anna Jadwin from his pocket?!
"I didn't see her. She took a leave in the afternoon."
Raphael Bailey had barely finished speaking when a series of fruit rained down on him.
Master Bailey threw whatever he saw, and it seemed he was about to grab a durian...
"Master Bailey, you can't throw this!"
Master Bailey panted heavily, even if he wanted to throw it, he wouldn't be able to throw it far. It was too heavy!