No?

Back inside Samson's villa.

Edward was seated with a wide smile on his face on the massive Sofa, crossed-legged. Beside him was Linda, who was now clung to him and was caressing his stomach flirtatiously.

Nobody dares to talk. Rachel, who saw her child doing that act, was more pleased to see it was enough to keep Edward staying. At least since Linda lost the contract with sterling cooperation, if she could make Edward sign a deal with the Samson family, then it was a giant win.

From time to time, she kept checking up on him as though he was going to varnish in a blink of an eye. As if that wasn't enough, she went to extra lengths. Just to please him, she went out to pour some drink and bring it herself instead of asking the maids to do it.

“You are very generous, Madam Rachel.” He smiled.

“It’s very okay for me to receive our visitors with an open mind. Feel free. This is just a token of my gratitude.” Her lips slowly curled into a smile.

“Thank you. I can also call you mom since I ha