The CEO's Lovely Twins

Chapter 14: You Don'T Have To Be A Lobbyist

Chapter 14: You Don't Have to Be a Lobbyist

"Little Noah!"

"Ms. Downey!"

With the huge noise created by the chandelier crashing to the ground, the people watching this scene

at the door were letting out shrieks after shrieks.

At the same time, in the middle of the living room, immeasurable shards of the chandelier were

scattered on top of the original mess on the floor, and Hayden was covering the little boy with her one

hand and her other hand was weighed down by the heavy chandelier. That part of her hand was

mushed and bloodied, and she was in so much pain that she lost her consciousness in the end.

Earlier on, when everyone was frozen because of the imminent fear, Hayden simply rushed towards

the little boy without even thinking about the potential dangers. She only wanted to protect him from

any harm.

The whole place was in a mess, and before she lost her consciousness, Hayden thought she had

heard the little boy mutter something.

It sounded like "mummy".

The whole place was a pandemonium at the moment.

"Fast, call an ambulance now. We need to send Ms. Downey to the hospital."

"Little Noah doesn't want to let go of Ms. Downey's shirt. What should we do?"

"Bring the both of them away. Who could take care of him if he were to stay behind? Are you going to

bear the responsibility if something were to happen?"

"Alright, alright. Call Mr. Beckham now."

"…"

In a high-class private club in Nanking...

Joseph had just done signing a contract and his assistant was sending away his negotiation partner.

While he was waiting for his assistant to finish his task, he sipped some tea alone in a suite.

This was part of his daily routine.

"Joseph."

A sweet voice sounded and Joseph looked in the direction of the voice with his brows imperceptibly

furrowed.

A tall beauty swept aside the curtains dangling above the entrance to the suite and walked in with a

pleasantly surprised look on her face. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"It's really you. I was coincidentally done with my sponsorship negotiations in another suite, and Jason

happened to see your assistant sending someone away. That was when I wondered whether you are

also here."

Joseph only mumbled a vague response upon hearing her words.

"I just saw your grandpa two days ago." Viola Kidman sat down opposite him while carefully studied his

expression. Upon seeing that he didn't produce any unusual response to the word "your grandpa", she

continued, "Your Grandpa said that you have been raising Noah on your own all these years and there

must be occasions where you couldn't really take good care of him with your busy schedule. He is also

worried that the maids wouldn't be able to tend to Noah's every needs, so he is of the opinion that you

should consider sending Noah back to his side."

When he heard this, Joseph's expression turned a shade darker, "Sending him back sounds even more

dangerous than keeping him by my side, you know. You don't need to be a lobbyist."

"I am not here to persuade you. I am just passing on the words. This is your grandpa's will."

Viola smiled and continued explaining slowly, "Actually, your grandpa also said that he hope that you

could find someone who can take good care of Noah all the time. That way, you also don't need to

worry about him whenever you're out."

Joseph didn't provide any opinion about this, but all of a sudden, his assistant came barging in.

"Mr. Beckham…"

His assistant froze for a moment when he saw that Viola was there with him.

"What's wrong?" Joseph asked.

"Ah," His assistant broke free of his reverie and continued nervously "The hotel just called and informed

me that something has happened to Little Noah. Apparently, the crystal chandelier in the suite has

come crashing down."

Upon hearing these words, a venomous glint flashed by in Viola's eyes, but it was gone after just a

moment.

Joseph bounced up from his seat with his expression darkened. His usual calm and composed

expression took on a layer of anxiety as he asked, "How is Noah now?"

"Mr. Beckham, you can be rest assured, a hotel employee managed to save him in the nick of time so

Little Noah is unharmed. However, he wanted to follow that employee to the hospital after that." His

assistant explained.

Upon hearing that, Joseph wanted to leave immediately and head to the hospital.

Viola shot a glance at Joseph's suit hanging not far away and she carried it with her while saying,

"Joseph, allow me to follow you."