Chapter 563: Chapter 563: How Are You Here?
The dialogue sound in the TV blended with elegant music reverberated around, surprising Charlotte Thompson, who instinctively turned her head to observe Grace Thompson and Henry Hudson.
There was a hint of laughter at the corner of Henry’s mouth, indicating amusement. He raised his chin to signal that Charlotte should look closely.
The atmosphere turned captivatingly strange. Charlotte looked baffronted and turned her head to have a careful look.
Only the back of the head was visible, but Charlotte eventually recognized who it was.
Stroking her forehead slightly, a twitch appeared at the corner of Charlotte’s mouth. She blurted out,"Jordan Thompson, what are you doing here? "
As the words dropped, the head seen on the sofa finally stirred. Upon hearing the words, Jordan turned around and let out a smug chuckle to Charlotte.
"Sister, come over, This TV series is too good. Surprisingly, the plot is not cheesy at all."
At the words, Charlotte’s mouth twitched again.
So, her dear brother is a youth idol drama enthusiast?
She carried things in her hand and went straight into the kitchen, beckoning everyone as she walked.
"Stop watching. Come and cook with me."
Upon hearing the words, Jordan, who has been sitting languidly on the sofa, raised his head, took a last glance at the hugging protagonists on TV, and reluctantly switched off the TV.
As Charlotte put down the vegetables, she turned around to see Jordan walking in sporting slippers, his hair messy, and even his clothes crumpled.
She glanced at him, rose an eyebrow, and asked,"Have you moved in?"
Just as the words dropped, Jordan yawned and said, "Not really, Came to see Henry last night, it got too late to go home...Btw sister, how is it going on your side? I heard that man is still pressuring you to return."
Charlotte, who was picking vegetables, paused for a moment, she shoved the coriander into Jordan’s hand, and said slowly,"Give the coriander a good rinse, I only returned to finish up the queen’s design."
As her words fell, Jordan stared at the coriander forced into his hands with a despondent look in his eyes. "Ah, you are indeed my sister knowing very well how much I hate coriander."
In the meantime, Trying to suppress her laughter, Charlotte handed him a few tomatoes and said, "Stop mumbling and get going."
With his head drooped, Jordan accepted the tomatoes, resigned to his fate, and walked over to the sink, grumbling something along the way.
Charlotte didn’t even have to listen to know he was badmouthing her.
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There was harmony in the living room. Grace Thompson was playing with her Barbie doll on the sofa while chattering with Henry.
Uncharacteristically, Cyrus Thompson had put down his tablet and was happily engaged in a conversation with Henry.
Henry, being patient and mild, got along well with the kids, Even the unwieldy Hank Thompson was well-behaved in front of him.
Charlotte and Jordan got down to cooking efficiently, and not long after, the kitchen was filled with an alluring aroma.
Unable to resist, Grace had lost her attention on the Barbie doll in her hand and was constantly casting glances towards the kitchen.
A few minutes later, Charlotte served all the dishes onto the table. Jordan still cleaning the kitchen walked over when Charlotte called him over, and then took his seat at the dining table.
Finding everyone present seated around the table, Charlotte felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
A lot of things in Henry’s company were handled by his assistant, enabling him to stay at home to fully recuperate. His spacious apartment usually being empty with only him.
She felt a pang of guilt as her gaze fell on an old book lying abandoned on a chair.
She sighed deeply.
If Henry didn’t get himself a girlfriend soon, he might end up spending his days with books for the company.