Chapter 36

"Jason."

I read the name with a hint of amusement, "What a coincidence, your husband's last name is also Jordan?"

Elora nodded but didn't say anything, a look of pride in her eyes.

I looked at Jason, "When Brett transfers here for school, Jason should play with him more often."

There were quite a few students leaving school, and after saying goodbye to Elora, I took Brett to Karen's house.

I hadn't forgotten the smile on Karen's face when she picked up Jason. Since that's the case, she, as a grandmother, should treat all her grandchildren equally.

I arrived at Karen's villa and opened the door.

I had Brett call out for his grandmother, and he obediently did so.

Karen quickly came out, "Oh, my good grandson, my dear, I..."

But as soon as she saw Brett, Karen's smile immediately faded.

She probably thought Elora had brought Jason, the illegitimate child.

Seeing Karen's smile disappear, Brett timidly held my hand, "Mom, Grandma doesn't seem to like me."

I chuckled softly and glanced at Karen, "How could Grandma not like you? You're her only grandson of this age, and all the family inheritance will be yours. Do you think Grandma likes you?"

I said, glancing at Karen again, "Isn't that right, Mom?"

Karen gritted her teeth and nodded, "Of course, my inheritance will go to my most beloved grandson."

She didn't mention Brett's name, but I knew she was referring to Jason.

I sneered and unceremoniously took Brett into the house.

"Brett hasn't seen you in a long time. I hope you don't mind if we stay the night."

Karen's eyes were full of disgust, but she couldn't say it out loud, so she just nodded, "Then come in."

I took Brett to sit on the sofa.

There were many toys in her house, and since Brett didn't come often, it was obvious who those toys were for.

I let Brett play with the toys without hesitation and went upstairs to check out Brandon's old room.

After all, a person's character is somewhat reflected in the place they live, and I wanted to see what I had missed before.

I went in, and Brandon's room followed the black theme of his office.

The bed was neatly made, and the wardrobe doors were closed.

I casually lifted the pillow and found a pair of red lace panties underneath, almost transparent.

It was clearly Elora's. I couldn't believe these two shameless people were so blatant here.

I put the pillow back and was about to open the wardrobe when I heard a voice from downstairs.

"Who told you to play with those toys? Brett, how can you be so ill-mannered, unlike other kids who are polite. You can't compare to him!"

When I went down, Brett was already crying, holding a toy.

I knew exactly who Karen was referring to, Jason.

"Mom, aren't these toys for Brett? Then who are they for?"

Karen's face stiffened, "A neighbor's kid I like, I let him play here for a while, and Brett just took his toys without asking, really ill-mannered."

I sneered, "Isn't it because Brandon sent Brett to boarding school, who's to blame?"

"What does this have to do with Brandon? Isn't it because you didn't educate Brett well?"

I was about to retort when I suddenly heard Brandon's voice at the door.

He looked like he had just rushed over from the company, "Caroline, why are you here?"

Someone must have tipped Brandon off, otherwise, he wouldn't have come so quickly.

"Brett hasn't seen Karen in a long time, and when we got here, he played with a toy, and Karen scolded us."

Brandon frowned and looked at Karen, "Mom, what do you mean? If Brett wants to play with the toys, let him. What's the problem?"

"But that..."

Karen was about to say a name but was silenced by Brandon's glare.

"If he wants to play, let him. I don't care."

Karen walked away angrily, and Brandon came over to hold my hand.

"Don't mind her, Mom is going through menopause, so her temper isn't great."

"You should have told me you were coming out. I was planning to handle Brett's matters personally, but you were in such a hurry."

His voice was gentle, showing no sign of the man who had so many mistresses outside.

"Really? I was just worried Brett would miss us at school, so I plan to pick him up from now on. What do you think?"

Brandon's face froze for a moment, then returned to normal, "Sure, as long as you're happy."

I continued, "Guess who I saw today?"

"Who?"

"Elora. I didn't expect she really had a child, and her husband's last name is also Jordan. Isn't that a coincidence?"

"The most important thing is, Brett will be going to school with her child, Jason."

As I spoke, I watched Brandon's expression.

A strange look flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to normal, "That's great, Brett will have a companion at school."

"Caroline, let's go home. I'm starving."

Seeing him eager to leave, I thought of the panties under the pillow upstairs and couldn't help but sneer.

Brandon was afraid I'd find out and was feeling guilty.

"I rarely come to Mom's place, let's stay the night. I see your room is very clean, probably because Mom misses you and cleans it often."

Brandon's eyes showed panic, and he tried to pull me away, "How can that be? The kids at home need you."

I shook off his hand, "Shirley is at home, let her take care of the kids. She has done it before."

Brandon frowned slightly, "Didn't you say the kids aren't close to you? How can you let Shirley take care of them?"

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. We can come back when the kids are a bit older."

He bent down and gently said to Brett, "Brett, let's go home with Daddy, okay?"

Brett wiped away the tears from Karen's scolding and nodded.

With Brett leaving, there was no reason for me to stay. I followed Brandon to the car.

When we got home, Shirley had already prepared dinner.

After dinner, I took Brett to my room to rest.

He cried and insisted on sleeping in the same room with me.

Of course, I wouldn't refuse. Just as I was about to run a bath for him, Brandon came in.

"Caroline, it's rare for our family to be together, I'll sleep with you two tonight."

After so many years of marriage, although I couldn't see through him, I knew his purpose for doing this.

He was just feeling guilty and wanted to see my reaction, to see if I had noticed anything unusual.

I smiled, "Sure, Brandon, Brett misses you too."