Chapter 1050

Finley was so mad he felt like jumping right off the stretcher and giving those two chatterboxes a piece of his mind.

The two bodyguards were taken aback; after all, Finley was a close friend of Mr. Oliver, and they had to show respect.

"Finley, please stay put. Is your...um, your backside okay?" one asked, trying to hide a grin.

"What's so funny?" Finley snapped, giving each of them a swift kick.

The movement tugged painfully at his backside, forcing him to lie back down on the

stretcher with a groan.

"Get me out of here, now."

The bodyguards, each nursing a sore shin, held back their laughter and got moving.

Finley was itching to give Logan a piece of his mind!

...

The doctor arrived and got to work on Finley, carefully cleaning his wounds, especially the splinters lodged in his skin.

Josefina remarked, "Good thing it's cold out now, and everyone's bundled up."

If it were summer, things would have been much worse.

Oliver emerged from inside, shaking his head. "Finley only had on a pair of jeans, claiming he'd rather look good than feel warm."

Josefina just shook her head in disbelief.

Finley had certainly learned his lesson the hard way.

Oliver shrugged it off. "Let's leave him be. How about we grab some dinner?" Josefina nodded in agreement, and they headed to the dining area together. Brandon joined them, mentioning he'd be staying for a couple of days as well. "Garrett's here, too," he added. "We should have a few rounds later. I've been playing chess with Cole, and my game's been improving fast."

"Oh, really? I'll have to see for myself after dinner," Grandpa Robert chuckled, looking forward to the challenge.

"I won't go easy on you tonight," Brandon vowed with a grin.

The two old friends exchanged knowing smiles, raising their glasses in a toast.

Meanwhile, Hattie was busy serving Josefina, "I only just heard from Linden. Oliver's been making sure you get to eat organic vegetables. He set up a greenhouse at

home. From picking to eating, it takes less than five minutes."

Hattie was thrilled by Oliver's care for her daughter.

Creating such a setup wasn't an overnight task. From setting up the indoor space to n nurturing the seeds it took dedication and time.

Hattie glanced over at Oliver, utterly pleased with her som in-law Seein for made

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her heart swell with happiness.

Logan was busy helping himself to the shared dishes, trying to use the serving chopsticks like everyone else.

He didn't say much, just focused on his food.

After five bowls of rice and two glasses of juice, he finally felt satisfied.

Hattie leaned over to Josefina, "Is this the apprentice you mentioned?"

"Yes, his mind's still quite young, just like a child: Mom, he doesn't always think before he speaks, so if he offends you or Grandpa and

Grandma please don't hold it

against him."

"Ah, he's just a kid. We're the adults here; we won't take it to heart. Don't worry, I'm treating him like one of our own."

Josefina felt incredibly grateful for her family.

Life was so much better, so much more relaxed now, compared to when she was

with the Antonio family.

Logan stood up suddenly.

"Master, I'd like to go for a walk."

Oliver said, "I'll have Harry go with you. He knows the area well."

"Logan, Harry will show you around. Once you're done, come back, take a shower, and get some rest."

"Thanks, Master. You're the best," Logan grinned widely.

With that, Logan and Harry set off.

Logan strolled down the spacious paths, the trees lush and green under the bright streetlights.

Taking in the surroundings, Logan concluded that Oliver must be really loaded.

"Harry, just how rich is Oliver?" he asked, curious.

Harry shrugged, "I'm not sure, but he's got plenty."

Logan pointed up at the starry sky, "As many as the stars up there?"

Harry just sighed, realizing he should've dodged that question!