The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1856

Luna was thoroughly disgusted with the Baldie family's lack of character.

Compared to Jennifer, who was like a ticking time bomb, she'd rather Jennifer just drop dead in silence.

"Luna." Newell's voice pulled Luna out of her thoughts.

"Dinner's ready." Luna looked towards Newell.

Sometimes, she was really grateful that fate had brought Newell into her life.

Otherwise... she might never be able to escape the shadow of the Baldie family.

"What's wrong?" Newell, sharp as a tack, noticed Luna's off mood and asked.

"I got a call from the prison, Jordon wants me to get him a lawyer." Luna didn't hide anything.

Newell unconsciously knitted his brows.

"I turned him down, told him not to call anymore." Luna patted Newell's arm, "Go wash up for dinner."

Newell nodded.

Walking away, he pulled out his phone and sent a message.

"I don't want anyone disturbing my wife because of Jordon."

Soon, a reply came, "Understood. Jordon's legal aid lawyer contacted Ms. Luna today, it won't happen again."

"Good." Newell put his phone away after replying.

"Dad!" Cain, freshly washed, came out, saw Newell, and immediately ran over to hug him.

"I heard from your mom that you had a lot of fun today, huh?" Newell tapped Cain's nose, "Did you enjoy yourself?"

Cain nodded vigorously, "I had so much fun, I really like playing with Ivy and the others!"

Newell suddenly remembered, a few days ago when he accompanied Kate to a meeting, she couldn't resist the girl's clothes she saw in the mall and ended up buying them all for Ivy.

As she was buying, Kate murmured, "Ivy's so beautiful and smart, if one of my grandsons could marry her... I could die happy."

Cain said seriously, "Ivy and I are like siblings, and besides, what's so great about having a wife? Your wife hits you and doesn't give you pocket money!"

Newell was speechless.

"Dad, don't think I don't know how many times you've been punished by mom." Cain pouted discontentedly, giving off a you-can't-fool-me vibe.

Newell's cool image gradually disappeared.

He slapped Cain's butt and pushed him away, "You little brat, you don't know what's good for you!"

With that, Newell stormed off.

"Dad, how could you yell at me like that! I'm your son!"

Newell finally understood why Luna always wanted to punish Cain.

He had it coming!