The whole family had already helped him get started.
Especially, sigh.
Thinking of his mother repeatedly mentioning to acknowledge Maeve as her goddaughter, Caiden Ward was extremely annoyed.
He’s not an idiot, he just found Madam Ward’s considerations to be pure fantasy.
How old is he, and how old is that girl Maeve?
Being worried that he would emulate Cesar Myres, and stage another astounding old husband and young wife situation, how could that be? Isn’t it just laughable?
He definitely disagrees.
Not because of guilt, thinking he might develop feelings for Maeve.
But—
He felt insulted.
Adopt a daughter as a wife?
Such a thing, Caiden Ward regards with disdain.
Maeve is nine years old, age-wise she could barely be his daughter, even though he’s always been playful, he’s not that extreme.
Caiden Ward was in an extremely bad mood.
He knew very well what those people in the circle thought and said over the past two years, yet the more he knew, the more he insisted on keeping Maeve by his side, unwilling to give her to his mother, and unwilling to hand her to the Coxes.
Louis Cox and Madison Leaf got married, which means they have their own life; he wasn’t at ease.
Especially since the Cox Family also has Odin Myres in a wheelchair.
He heard that after injuring his leg, that child became very silent, Maeve being so lively could visit him occasionally, but not stay with him often, he won’t allow it.
After all, the psychological state of a nine-year-old girl is very important.
He protects Maeve from all aspects and makes arrangements for her, he’s reached the utmost level of care.
Yet, he is indifferent.
Caiden Ward withdrew his thoughts and raised his hand to open a drawer beside him, taking out a stack of photos.
All given by Madam Ward.
Almost half of Cloud Capital City’s eligible young women are here.
Caiden Ward’s long, fair fingers tapped on that stack of photos for a long time, sighed, and threw all the photos back into the drawer, closing it.
Rosalie Tanny’s face flashed before his eyes.
After all, she was the woman he seriously dated, Madam Ward’s favorite was indeed Rosalie Tanny.
However, he knew Rosalie Tanny was definitely impossible.
She had issues with Maeve, so naturally, it couldn’t be her to take good care of her.
So—
Caiden Ward pursed his thin lips and thought a bit, feeling that this matter seemed urgent, he needed to find a woman, and among the previous conditions, he needed to add one more, gentle and kind.
Caiden Ward pressed the intercom on the desk, "George Davis, come in for a moment."
After speaking, he took out that stack of photos again.
Excluding Rosalie Tanny at the top, and placing the rest visibly on the desk.
"Boss." George Davis came in quickly.
Caiden Ward lifted his eyes to look at him, then at the photos on the desk, and instructed, "Check all the ones in the photos for me, compile the data."
"Okay." George Davis nodded, took the photos.
Turned and left.
——
A day passed in an instant.
Soon, it was six-thirty in the afternoon.
Koa Jackson finally finished work.
He took a look at his phone, no missed calls.
He dialed Mia Ginger, and after three rings, she answered, her voice low, "Brother Jackson."
"You’re not off work yet?" Koa Jackson frowned and asked.
"Hmm." Mia Ginger said helplessly, "Probably a little while more, are you off work?"
"Ward Clan is hosting a charity banquet, Kari thought we should go together, he said Maeve’s been talking about wanting to see you," Koa Jackson explained, then asked her, "About when are you finished?"
When will it be over?
Mia Ginger glanced at Reagon Chapman nearby, truthfully saying, "Probably soon."
She was indeed a bit powerless to complain.
Reagon Chapman, similar to yesterday afternoon, was about to finish work but assigned her a pile of tasks, who knows when she can leave.
Anyway, whether she can leave is basically not up to her.