Chapter 1551: Chapter 1551: Who Exactly Is It?
"That’s... Trevor..." At this moment, Miss Hollis happened to come out.
Trevor gently interrupted, "Our family never adds salt to chicken soup because it makes the taste fresher and increases nutritional value."
"..." Really? Janelle Mills looked at him incredulously.
Trevor smiled, praised, "That’s why the chicken soup you made last time was especially great, I really loved drinking it! Moreover, I’m quite used to it."
Miss Hollis was surprised, and seemed to understand something. Did Miss Mills forget to add salt to the chicken soup she made for him? So he’s giving her a way out?
"Oh, I see." Indeed, Janelle was pleased, but while drinking the chicken soup she found it smelled good yet was too bland, almost... unpalatable!
Early in the morning, Finn Morgan drove from the Morgan family residence, heading this way.
Jasmine sat in the passenger seat, looking at the white expanse outside the window, feeling heavy-hearted.
Everett Morgan didn’t come because a crowd would inadvertently pressure Jocelyn by just picking her up; it’s not a negotiation.
"Mom, when you see Jocelyn later, try not to say too much, don’t put more pressure on her. Young people today are already quite stressed." Finn advised kindly while steering.
Actually, Jasmine mulled over it for a long time last night, "Son, it’s not that mom is unreasonable, it’s that you’re not in mom’s position. If Jocelyn were my daughter, I might not be so adamantly against her being with Dr. Shelby today."
"She’s not born to you, which is why you want her to be even happier." Finn understood.
"Yes." Jasmine admitted, "Your uncle and aunt entrusted Jocelyn to us before they passed away. We have a responsibility and duty to raise her and ensure she lives happily. We’ve already lost her once, we can’t afford to lose her again."
"The last time was just an accident; how many such accidents can one experience in a lifetime?" Finn asked, somewhat puzzled, "If we see news of car accidents, should we all choose not to go out anymore?"
Jasmine remained silent.
He said, "It’s the same principle. Accidents exist, but we just have to be careful."
"I know you love her, and Jocelyn knows it too. But everyone’s understanding of happiness is different. We have to ensure the people we love feel happy; that’s true happiness, not imposing what we consider happiness on them."
Her son’s words were reasonable, and Jasmine continued to be silent... She truly felt conflicted.
Finn arrived just as Trevor and the others had finished breakfast. Everyone was in the living room when, unintentionally, they saw a car parked in the yard.
Ian Shelby and Jocelyn Morgan instantly recognized it as Finn’s car; everyone gathered at the living room entrance, watching Finn and Jasmine get out of the car and walk over.
Jocelyn’s seemingly calm gaze contained a trace of apology, looking at the middle-aged woman approaching over the snowy ground, she seemed a bit worn out—had she worried and not slept all night?
"Aunt, Brother," Jocelyn greeted softly as they came closer.
Ian Shelby added, "Aunt, Special Assistant Morgan." His voice was warm and calm.
Jasmine gazed fixedly at Jocelyn, standing still in front of her. Just as she was about to say something, a rumbling sound came from the sky.
Everyone at the door looked up to see five helicopters in sight, rotor blades creating a powerful airflow that ruffled everyone’s clothes and hair, the helicopters circling in a formation above the yard.
Ian Shelby took out his phone, seeing the Eurosia number displaying on the screen, which he had set to silent.
The call was still coming in, and he glanced at the helicopter.
Clearly, they had already located him and come over.
With so many friends around, Ian didn’t turn and flee. His jawline was as noble as a Eurosian aristocrat, with eyes flashing a determined, icy light.
