Why does the screenwriter have to follow the crew?

If that kid didn’t have a hand in this, then he’d be a big boss for nothing.

The more Adam Jones thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, like his carefully nurtured cabbage was being claimed by a little pig.

When Laura Jones heard her daughter’s comment about her dad, she was stunned for a moment and instinctively denied it:

"What do you mean?"

"Heh."

Another cold and sarcastic laugh, Adam Jones looked at his daughter with a deep gaze.

Ever since Adam Jones had handed over his position at the Jones to his son, he rarely displayed such an intense, probing gaze, especially in front of his precious daughter.

Therefore, Laura Jones, usually as obedient as a little rabbit, almost couldn’t withstand her dad’s gaze.

"Tell Dad, have you taken a liking to that boy from the Wilson Clan?"

"Of course, I’m his fangirl!"

Laura Jones blurted out from the bottom of her heart.

Normally, she would answer like this very freely, but somehow, facing her dad’s all-knowing gaze, she suddenly felt guilty.

Her eyes were awkwardly dodging as if they had nowhere to settle.

"I think you want to drop that ’fan’ part."

Laura Jones: "..."

Why hadn’t she noticed before how sharp her dad was when bickering?

"Oh, dad, what are you thinking? Even if your daughter likes him, he wouldn’t like me."

This statement from Laura Jones directly ignited the temper of the mighty Adam—

"That little fatty doesn’t like my daughter? Who does he think he is!"

Laura Jones: "..."

Wait. Little... little fatty?

Is Dad sure he’s talking about William Wilson?

In Laura’s mind, she imagined that tall and upright man, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, radiant and impressive, and couldn’t connect him with the term "little fatty."

"Dad, why are you making a personal attack?"

Adam Jones: "..."

As daughters grow up, they can’t be kept home!

If he continued this conversation with his elbow-twisting daughter, Adam Jones was sure they might become estranged.

At this point, Elly Campbell came in from outside.

Seeing the doting father looking grumpy in the living room, she raised an eyebrow with interest.

It was rare to see the big boss Adam showing a stern face in front of his daughter.

"What’s wrong, Mr. Jones?"

Elly Campbell sat down next to Adam Jones and asked curiously.

"Ask your daughter." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Elly Campbell turned her gaze to Laura Jones beside her.

Laura Jones, feeling a bit helpless, explained the situation to Elly Campbell and then said:

"Mom, I’ll be back in a week."

Elly Campbell glanced at Adam Jones, paused for a moment, and then said:

"Laura, there’s something I need to explain to you."

Laura Jones looked at her mom’s suddenly serious expression, and her heart sank.

"What is it, Mom?"

Why did her mom have such a serious expression?

"I didn’t tell you, but we owe the Wilson Clan a big favor."

Adam Jones, still sulking: "???"

When did they owe the Wilson Clan a big favor?

How come he didn’t know about this?

"We owe the Wilson Clan?"

The Jones Family is large and established, how could they owe the Wilson Clan?

Wasn’t her husband’s family... quite poor?

"I didn’t tell you that over twenty years ago, something major happened, and your dad almost..."

Elly Campbell didn’t dare to finish such ominous words.

Although she intended to tease her daughter, when she thought back on that incident, she couldn’t help but feel a pang in her heart.