Unexpectedly Married to a Billionaire (Lorraine and Logan)

Chapter 39

Thinking about Terence’s death, Joslin also felt that Angela wasn’t good enough for her most outstanding eldest son. Just then, a maid came in.

She approached the two women with a smile. “Mrs. Moore Senior, Mrs. Moore, Mr. Jacob is back.”

Hestia lived in this house, and whenever her children or grandchildren returned, they would come to the main house to see her first.

“Joslin, have pigs started flying? It’s rare for Jacob to make time to visit the state,” Hestia joked with a smile.

Hestia was 79 years old, with two months left until her 80th birthday.

People from her generation had many children; she herself had given. birth to five sons and one daughter. Her five sons had given her over ten grandchildren, mostly grandsons -12 grandsons and only three granddaughters.

Most of her grandchildren had spread their wings and moved out, except for the two youngest who were still minors and lived with their parents in the estate.

They seldom returned unless necessary, mainly because she would press them about marriage.

Jacob was the eldest son of Hestia’s third son and was now 29. He was well into marriageable age, yet he remained a bachelor.

Whenever Hestia pushed for marriage, all of the youths would point. to Logan, saying if the eldest one among them was still single, why should they hurry?

Joslin laughed. “Maybe he has some good news to share with you, Mom.”

Jacob was naturally cold and rarely smiled. His aloof nature often

worried his mother.

Joslin, who treated all her nieces and nephews as her own, knew that if one of them had suddenly returned to the estate, there had to be at

reason.

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“Could it be that he brought a woman for us to meet?” Hestia mused.

Joslin grew speechless. Hestia was truly eager for a granddaughter–in -law.

While the two women were talking, Jacob walked in carrying a bag of cherries.

“Grandma, Aunt Joslin,” Jacob greeted his elders with his usual stern expression.

Seeing his stone–cold face, Hestia felt the urge to give him a whack to crack his hard exterior. His expression was always so tight, like marble.

With such a cold and serious demeanor, it was no wonder no woman liked him. When Jacob first took over Ernest Incorporated, his icy presence scared off several secretaries who resigned to save their sanity.

Everyone envied Hestia for having so many outstanding

grandchildren, but no one knew these grandchildren made her hair turn even grayer from worry.

“What’s in the bag?” Hestia asked.

Jacob lifted the bag and replied, “Cherries.”

These were the cherries he had confiscated from Sonia, who had brought them to the company to snack on. She was probably cursing him in her mind.

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“No one in the family likes cherries. Why did you buy them? Give them to Yara so that she can share them with the others.” Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Yara Sands was the housekeeper of the main house.

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