The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

Corinne scoffed. “What’s your type then, mister?”

Jeremy kept quiet, prompting Corinne to cock an eyebrow and ask, “Let me guess: You like the super

sexy ones, don’t you?”

Jeremy stared at her and leaned over slightly, “As long as they’re not little girls like you who act like

cheerleaders in bed.”

He let go of her chin as soon as he ended his sentence and made his way to the bathroom.

Corinne smirked, fully aware that Jeremy would sleep with her that night because Pamela was at home

that day. Despite knowing that he was not interested in her, she still felt awkward to spend a night with

him in the same room.

When Jeremy came out of the bathroom, Corinne had already fallen asleep while leaning against the

bed head. Her cell phone screen was still on, and she was midway through a mobile game.

‘She’s too full of herself for wanting a guy who calls her ‘mommy’ when she’s still a kid at heart.’

Jeremy’s handsome eyes narrowed as he took her cell phone, pressed the lock screen, and tossed it

on the side of the bed.

He initially did not want to worry too much about her, but since he had hurt her by accident that day, he

decided that there was no harm in tucking her in the blanket.

With that out of the way, Jeremy turned around and walked toward the sofa.

…

Jeremy was no longer in the room when Corinne woke up the next day. Being unemployed meant that

she did not have to get up early for work, so she leaned lazily on the bed head to scroll through her

phone.

All of a sudden, a contact of hers named Aaron Rhode sent her an urgent message through a

messaging app. [Hey, boss! I just got some information on an authentic painting by Nellie Nymphaea!

The location is Peakrise Auction House. You need to get here quickly!]

Corinne’s eyes turned dark, and she immediately got out of bed to freshen up. As she went down and

prepared to head out, Corinne ran into Pamela who had just exited the kitchen.

She greeted the old woman politely, “Good morning, ma’am.”

Pamela frowned unhappily. “Don’t ‘ma’am’ me. Just call me Grandma.”

The old woman’s attitude seemed to have taken a swift turn from the previous day.

Corinne did as she was told and corrected herself, “Grandma.”

“See? Doesn’t that make us feel so much closer to each other?” Pamela finally smiled and led her to sit

at the table. “Come and have a taste of the breakfast I made for you!”

The Holdens’ maids were all shocked to hear that. They never imagined that the old lady would cook

something for Jeremy’s new wife. It was an unprecedented scene!

Corinne was in a hurry to leave, but she nonetheless sat and started eating. It would be imprudent of

her to refuse Pamela’s gesture. “Thank you, Grandma. It’s delicious.”

Pamela was happy that she enjoyed the food. “Have some more then!”

Unbeknown to anyone, an obscene amount of pregnancy supplements had been added to the food

because Pamela was already excited to hold a great-grandson.

At that moment, Francine went downstairs and said with a yawn, “Good morning, Grandma!”

Pamela’s expression suddenly turned serious. “Perfect timing, Francine. I’d like you to come here and

apologize to your sister-in-law!”

Francine was taken aback, and she looked at the old lady in shock. “What? You…want me…to

apologize to her? She’s the one who bullied me!”

The old lady had a sullen expression as she replied, “The maids don’t answer to you alone, Francine.

The older ones, particularly, are more observant! I just found out you started the whole thing by

splashing some dirty water on Corinne. That was why she retaliated by putting your head into the

toilet.”

Corinne ate her breakfast in silence and looked up to see the guilt-stricken Francine.

Pamela had already ushered Francine to Corinne. “Apologize right away! Don’t make me get any more

disappointed in you!”

Francine could not accept what was happening, but she did not dare to disobey her grandmother

either. “I’m sorry…”

“Don’t worry about it.” Corinne smiled slightly, put down her cutlery, then got up and said, “I need to be

somewhere, Grandma, so please excuse me.”

Pamela nodded. “Take care.”

After Corinne left, Francine cried in desperation, sobbing, “Grandma! Why did you side with Corinne

instead of me?”

Pamela answered sternly, “I’ll side with whoever treats me well. She’s your sister-in-law too, so you

need to show her some more respect!”

Francine protested, “But Jeremy doesn’t like her. He likes the daughter of the Riv—”

Pamela’s complexion darkened. “Shut your mouth! Don’t you ever mention that family or their daughter

ever again!”

Francine had rarely seen her grandma that angry before, so she had no choice but to sulk and shut her

mouth.

…

Peakrise Auction House.

Aaron, Newmoon Group’s president, walked with Corinne and reported the situation to her.

“Boss, it’s Nellie Nymphaea’s original painting ‘Geese in Late Autumn’! It was auctioned here by a

foreign businessman, and the price is starting at seven hundred and fifty thousand!”

Nellie Nymphaea was the pen name of Corinne’s biological mother. For years, everyone had been

telling her that her mother was dead, yet she never found her mother’s death certificate. Since there

were no other clues available, the only way for her to locate her mother’s whereabouts was to start

finding her mother’s works that were scattered all over the world…

Corinne asked, “How much money do we have in our account, Aaron?”

Aaron replied, “We have about 7.5 million. The rest have been put into several projects.”

“That’ll do.”

Corinne was about to enter the auction house when she saw Jeremy’s car driving toward her. ‘Why is

that old man here too?’