Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1750

Priscilla held her glass up for half a minute before withdrawing it with an awkward smile. She tried to ease the tension by saying, "Mrs. Lloyd, you must have just gotten off the plane and haven't adjusted to the time difference yet.

"It's okay. Let's eat first and finish this early, so the kids can send you back to the hotel. Once you feel better, we can talk in detail again."

"There's no need to go through all the trouble." Tiana ignored Priscilla and made her stance clear. "Your son wants to marry my daughter, right? Fine, transfer all his assets to her name."

After saying that, Tiana crossed her arms over her chest and waited for Priscilla to lose her cool.

However, Priscilla put down her glass and didn't respond right away. After composing herself, she bit the bullet and nodded. "Okay."

Priscilla agreed to it. This was clearly beyond Tiana's expectations. She froze and was momentarily at a loss for words.

Even Germaine was surprised. She widened her eyes and looked at Jenson beside her, frowning in confusion. How did he do it?

Jenson raised his chin proudly, hoping for Germaine to admire him.

After a long while, Tiana regained her composure and straightened her back instinctively. With a hand placed on the table, she continued to challenge the Newtons' limits.

"In the future, the children of Jenson and Germaine must take 'Lloyd' as their last names."

"No problem." Priscilla agreed calmly with a smile.

Louis, who was standing nearby, almost choked on water. While wiping his hands with a tissue, he looked at Priscilla with a strange expression.

"I believe you'll take good care of her. My daughter takes after me—she has always been aggressive and stubborn. Please bear with her after she marries into your family. I apologize for my earlier rudeness."

Tiana was very straightforward as she finished the glass of red wine in one go. With that, the marriage between Jenson and Germaine had been decided.

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Ten days had passed in the blink of an eye. Georgia brought Adrian to Carl and Anna's residence to show them the latest design drafts.

Carl seemed disinterested. "Ms. O'Connor, if they are still the same designers' work as last time, you better head back early."

"Your Highness, you've misunderstood me. This time, the designer graduated from the same school as Amy. I believe Your Highness and Her Highness will like them."