Seize His Little Wife

Chapter 665 – The Shares Left by the Old Master



At that, Christine White froze in disbelief.

“Little Treasure, what did you just say, say it again, okay?” She swallowed and suppressed her inner excitement, looking expectantly at the little one by the bedside.

The little one looked up at her with bright eyes and rephrased, “Mommy, Bo misses you.”

Christine White had tears in her eyes right away, “Baird, did you hear that? Bo is talking fluently, no more two words and two words.”

Baird Lane came over and bent down to pick up Bo and put him in her arms, “I heard you, Bo was able to speak quite fluently two days ago, the reason I didn’t tell you just now was that I wanted to surprise you, how’s that for a big enough surprise?”

“Big, of course!” Christine White nodded her head repeatedly.

What greater surprise could there be than a son who speaks fluently.

“Bao, you’re wonderful!” Christine White cupped little baby’s face and just gave her a kiss.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

The corners of Bao’s mouth grinned, as if he wanted to smile, but due to autism since childhood, his face was a bit stiff, so he knew it wasn’t very pretty.

But even so, such a little treasure is still the perfect child in Christine White’s heart.

“Sister-in-law, you should thank me.” Hugh Dong stepped forward at this time and said.

Christine White looked over at him, about to ask something.

Baird Lane patted Hugh Dong’s shoulder, “We really should thank Nigel, these days, he has been teaching Bo to speak, otherwise Bo wouldn’t have been able to speak so fluently in such a short period of time.”

So it is.

Christine White came to a realization and nodded gratefully to Hugh Dong, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Little Treasure is my nephew, as it should be.” Hugh Dong smiled and glanced at little baby.

Bao obediently lay down in Christine White’s arms and allowed Christine White to stroke her hair before she fell asleep without realizing it.

Christine White lifted the covers and tried to carry Bo under them, but she hadn’t regained much of her strength yet, and she didn’t move after a half-dozen hugs.

Baird Lane saw this and stepped forward to take Bo, “I’ll do it.”

Christine White hmmm’d and let go of her hand, allowing him to place Bo next to her.

Baird Lane did so one by one.

Hugh Dong sighed softly from the side, “This child is finally willing to sleep on his own,”

“Hmm?” Christine White froze and looked at him in confusion, “What does that mean?”

“In fact, these days, little baby hasn’t slept much and refuses to sleep on his own, every time, he is forced to be put to sleep by Aunt Lucy and I and Uncle Fu.” Hugh Dong replied.

Christine White frowned, “And the reason?”

“He’s worried about you guys.” Hugh Dong said.

Christine White’s lips twitched as she looked at Po suddenly unable to speak.

Instead, Baird Lane’s eyes narrowed a bit and he asked in a hushed voice, “You told Bao about us?”

“No, but I think little baby should have guessed it himself, he may not be able to guess what exactly is the reason for you guys to stay in the hospital all the time, but he can guess that you guys must be in a bad situation in the hospital, not so bad that, in the future, he won’t have a mommy and daddy.” Hugh Dong sat down.

Christine White had a lump in her throat, “Yeah, I should have thought of that, the kid’s smarter than kids his age and grew up going to the hospital a lot, he should have been able to figure out what would happen to a patient who’s been in the hospital all this time.”

Hearing this, Baird Lane squeezed her hand, “It’s okay, we survived this.”

“You’re right, we survived, we won’t leave Bo, and we’ll be good company from now on.” Christine White smiled back at him, obviously thinking about it.

Hugh Dong then asked, “Doesn’t sister-in-law still have to have a kidney transplant? When?”

Christine White gave Baird Lane a look.

She wasn’t too sure about that one, he should know.

Baird Lane chuckled softly, “Not until after the virus has completely subsided on us.”

“That means waiting for the final version of the serum to come out right?” Hugh Dong guessed at once.

Baird Lane nodded, “That’s right, after all, Molly Bort was the source of the virus that infected Christine, and her insides must have had viral factors as well, and would have had to be serum sterilized for use as well.”

“That’s coming soon too, just these days at most.” Hugh Dong returned.

Baird Lane looked at Christine White, “That’s right, in a month or so at the most, we’ll be out of the hospital.”

“Over a month?” Christine White huffed back a cold breath and felt the sky darken.

She felt like she was either on her way to the hospital or staying there these days, and couldn’t get away from the hospital yet.

“It’s okay, I’ll always be there for you, and Bao, and Bao can visit you every day.” Baird Lane said tenderly.

Christine White smiled slightly when she heard this, and it didn’t feel dark at all.

Yeah, with a husband and kids to keep them company.

Even if the hospital days were agonizing, she felt she could make it through.

“By the way, where’s my brother?” Christine White inquired.

It suddenly occurred to her that she hadn’t seen Bess Camp in days.

“Bess Camp has gone back home, as if to take care of something, but when he’s done, he’ll come over again, because I’ve told him you’ll be fine, and he’ll be back to see you then.” Baird Lane replied.

“I see.” Christine White nodded in understanding.

She then looks at Hugh Dong’s leg.

Hugh Dong so wanted to know what she wanted to ask, stood up and jumped twice, “It’s already fine, I can’t run yet, but I have no problem walking and jumping.”

“That’s good, that’s good.” The big stone inside Christine White finally dropped.

Hugh Dong has always been her biggest problem.

Now, this piece of mind can, at last, be restored.

“Just as well, you can act like a normal person now, starting tomorrow, you’ll go to the group and find Gates and become a vice president in the group, and I’ll give you back the shares that grandpa left you.” Baird Lane suddenly said.

The old man left Hugh Dong ten percent of the shares, in addition to Mom and Dad, and his gratitude to Hugh Dong, the total is fifteen percent of the shares.

The fifteen percent was Hugh Dong’s, so instead of putting it in his will, he got a separate transfer of equity.

Only before Hugh Dong has been in a vegetative state, so that equity transfer, has not been moved, now well, Hugh Dong line, can let Hugh Dong transfer equity bookmark.

“I’ll take the shares, but forget about being the vice president.” Hugh Dong waved his hand and smiled.

The shares were left to him by his grandfather, who cared for him as his youngest grandson, so he wouldn’t refuse.

And he wouldn’t feel like he only had so much as a share, not compared to the tens of percent in Baird Lane’s hands.

Baird Lane is the head of The Lane Family and has more shares in his hands than he does, which is normal, and he’s not going to be upset about that.

“What do you want to do when you’re not vice president? Juggle?” Baird Lane frowned in displeasure.

Christine White looked at him and then at Hugh Dong, covered her lips and smiled without saying anything.

It’s between the brothers. Let them work it out.

She’d better watch the show.

“Who said I was going to mingle? I never said I’m going to mingle, I just said I’m not going to be the vice president, but I didn’t say I’m not going to do anything else.” Hugh Dong shrugged his shoulders and hung back.

Baird Lane squinted at him, “What do you want?”

“Big brother, I’ve heard that The Lane Family Group has recently intended to enter the entertainment industry right?” Hugh Dong asked with a roll of his eyes.

Christine White raised an eyebrow, “You don’t mean to say that you want to go into show business and become a star, do you?”

After saying that, she squinted her eyes and carefully sized Hugh Dong up on one side, nodding thoughtfully, “You can indeed be a star with this face, and your face value is definitely the ceiling for male stars.”


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