Billionaire's Sweetheart

Chapter 885

Richard came to see Mary Ann for one reason, it is to invite her to join their new show and play an important role. Of course, he also wanted Elizabeth to come with him get rid of the misunderstandings in her heart.

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After Edward finished his breakfast, he prepared to go to the company for the afternoon flight.

"Daddy, won't you bring the Mommy along with you when you go abroad this time?" Arya suddenly ran over to him and asked.

Edward nodded his head, "Yes, this time Father has very important matters to take care of, I’m not going out of the country to play. So I won't bring Mommy with me, let her stay at home to accompany you two properly."

Abraham looked at him from afar. As he grew older, Abraham had developed a character that was even more aloof and cold than before. But he was often pestered by Arya to such an extent.

Felicity walked over, held onto her daughter's small hands and gently smiled: "Arya, after daddy finishes his work, he will come back!"

"Alright, Daddy, I will miss you. You must miss me!" Arya blinked her clear and black eyes, looking at Edward.

Edward really couldn't resist, he squatted down and adjusted his daughter's jacket, then caressed her long hair and softly guaranteed: "Okay, Daddy will always think about you and big brother. You guys

listen to mother's words at home, when I come back, I'II bring presents for you!"

"Alright!" Arya happily raised the corner of her mouth.

Edward turned around and left, and sat in the car, and looked at Felicity and the two children who were standing at the entrance, having indescribable emotions.

In the past, he rarely experienced this kind of parting, so he only felt that he have to be abroad for two days. It seemed that it hadn't reached the point where he couldn't bear to part with them yet.

However, at this moment, he felt this kind of feeling. He shook his head with a smile. His life was getting more and more complicated.

Edward dealt with a few important matters at noon at the company. At two-thirty in the afternoon, Hughes Family private jet ascended to the sky, and flew towards their destination.

Edward sat in the luxurious cabin, the documents by his side letting out a heavy thump.

He looked serious and focused. While he was working, his brain was working at a high speed on everything related to the company.

Other than the people closest to him, there was almost nothing that could stop his love and pursuit of work.

Reaching Australian International Airport, Edward brought his assistant and a few bodyguards out of the airport.

Immediately, he saw a middle-aged man with a head full of white hair standing in front of a luxurious lengthening car.

Edward's expression stiffened.

The middle-aged man in front of him who had a head full of white hair was actually his uncle, John Hughes.

That's right, John Hughes had been in prison for a few years, and his short, jet-black hair had already turned white by more than half.

This should not be an inherited gene, because even when Old Master Hughes was in his sixties, his hair was still extremely jet-black and bright.

A complex feeling flashed through Edward's heart, but it flashed by in a few minutes.

"Edward, you don't know Uncle anymore?" John also knew that he looked very different from that of high-spirited look a few years ago.

Seeing that Edward's gaze was fixated on him and not speaking for a long time, he immediately shrugged and asked him with a self-deprecating smile.

It was only then that Edward felt that he had looked at him for too long, and laughed lightly: "How could that be? Uncle has always been a person whom I admire, and no matter what happened, I will recognize you."

"That's more like my good nephew. Let's go, I've arranged a room for you!" John smiled as he walked over, and his tone sounded warm and gentle.

"Uncle seems to be very familiar with the time of my whereabouts. How did you do it?" Edward asked indifferently. He had only mentioned the matter of him going abroad to his family before. No one in the company had known his fixed time so Edward was curious.

John's answer surprised him for a moment. "I called your grandma and asked around!"

John said without hiding anything.

Edward understood in his heart, if he was calling his grandparents, he wouldn't be surprised.

However, his uncle hadn't called back. How could he have the courage to call his parents about him? He was really active on his matters..

He was so active that make Edward be vigilant.

"Uncle, I'm here. Actually, there are some matters that need to be handled.. I understand Uncle's good intentions, but I must deal with the urgent matter at hand first. Let's make an appointment at noon Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

tomorrow. When it comes, I will definitely have a good talk with Uncle!" Edward couldn't believe his uncle's arrangements, so he thought for a moment and found a very reasonable excuse to reject.

John seemed to know that he would definitely reject him, and couldn't help but nodded with a smile: "Okay, since nephew has important matters to attend to, uncle will obviously not disturb you. Let's make an agreement for tomorrow afternoon."

"Of course!" Edward nodded.

Larry, who was standing behind Edward, quickly took a step forward and said: "Young Master, the carriage we arranged for has already arrived, shouldn't we…"

Larry's words gave Edward a reason to escape. He immediately laughed: "Uncle, excuse me, I'II be leaving first!"

"Alright, let's talk more tomorrow then!" John saw Edward and the group, get into the few cars in front of him and leave.

He stared at them, and the smile on his face quickly disappeared.

Actually, John was in such a hurry to come over to meet him at the airport, he did not sincerely want to invite Edward to the resting area he had arranged. He clearly knew that Edward would definitely refuse, but he still came.

He just wanted to see by himself what this terrifying nephew of his would look like after five years. Just now, when they had exchanged blows, he had felt that Edward was far from the boy he had schemed against five years ago. His temperament and aura had undergone a huge change, calm and unhurried, containing a sharp cold aura, and a smile on his face, but the imposing aura that he exuded, had long surpassed him. This caused John Hughes to feel extremely disgusted and jealous, as he was suppressed by the aura of a junior.

John's eyes were still staring straight at the car that was getting further and further away. Although he could no longer see anything, his legs were still stiff, as if he couldn't move at all.

Until someone behind him came over and asked, "Sir, are you leaving?"

Only then did John heavily punch the door, showing his anger and dissatisfaction all over his face.

The man was startled and quickly took a few steps back.

John gritted his teeth in hatred. Even though he was unwilling, it was the truth.