Chapter 56

I opened my eyes and looked at Shirley, "Oh, are you done?"

She nodded, "Looking at me suspiciously? Mrs. Jordan, why did it take you so long?"

Before I could speak, the staff who was applying the mask for me spoke up, "Mrs. Jordan took a nap earlier, so some of the treatments were delayed, making her finish later than you."

Shirley couldn't say much, "Mrs. Jordan, once you're done, let's go buy the kids' stuff and head home. It's almost afternoon, and it's time to make dinner."

I slowly got up and glared at her, "All you do is rush me, even for a facial. Let's go."

I removed the mask, changed my clothes, and went out with her.

Before leaving, I thanked the staff who spoke up for me. She shook her head, "Ms. Thorne instructed us to speak up for you."

I nodded, "Thank you, and thank Ms. Thorne too."

Shirley and I returned to the baby store and bought all the clothes we had our eyes on earlier, then drove home.

By the time we got home, it was already afternoon. Shirley, who had been in a hurry to cook, didn't go to the kitchen but went straight to Brandon's room.

I looked up and saw her walk in, probably reporting to Brandon about what happened earlier.

Soon, Brandon came downstairs and hugged me, "Went for a spa?"

He sniffed lightly at my neck, "No wonder you smell so good."

But his action gave me goosebumps all over, and I wanted to push him away immediately.

However, fearing his suspicion, I didn't do it and just endured it.

"Yes, do I look better?"

He replied, "You always look good, no matter what."

I had to admit, Brandon was a good lover. His emotional intelligence was high enough to easily make any woman happy, as long as he wanted to.

That's why so many women around him were devoted to him.

Fortunately, I had already seen through his true nature and just wanted to sneer at him.

At that moment, Paula came out of her room and saw Brandon holding me, her eyes full of jealousy.

I sighed inwardly. I had thought Paula had no feelings for Brandon and just saw him as a rich man, but now it seemed she had changed.

There would be more drama to watch in the future.

In the following days, whether I was picking up or dropping off Brett, I could always see Shirley's sneaky figure behind me, occasionally taking photos with her phone.

Luckily, I hadn't contacted Simon and the others these days. Instead, I spent my time dining with Kathy at various restaurants.

When I used to work, I loved finding delicious food in different cities during my breaks to relieve stress.

But after having kids, I had to give up this hobby, and now I was picking it up again.

Kathy and I wandered around the city, while Shirley followed us silently. When we ate inside, Shirley pitifully squatted outside.

I pointed in Shirley's direction to Kathy, "Honestly, when you said you'd hire a private detective for me, I thought it would be like this, squatting outside all day."

Kathy looked at Shirley's miserable state and couldn't help but laugh.

At that moment, we heard someone in the booth behind us laugh too, "You really misunderstood me."

Simon was sitting in the booth next to us. We had arranged to meet here, and Shirley had never seen Simon, so she couldn't tell.

We all laughed together, "I asked you here to get some advice. Shirley following me around every day isn't a solution. We need to find a way to get rid of her."

Simon chuckled, "That's easy. Just set her up with a trap together."

He told us a plan, and Kathy and I nodded repeatedly, "Your idea is really wicked."

Simon sneered, "Are you praising or insulting me?"

After parting with Simon, I drove to pick up Brett and slowly went home.

Shirley followed me, having not eaten all day, her lips pale from hunger.

I pretended to be displeased and looked at her, "Where have you been? Don't you know Brandon is coming home soon? Why haven't you cooked yet?"

Shirley bit her lip, unable to say she was following me, and could only apologize before heading to the kitchen.

In the following days, I wandered around, meeting other wealthy ladies for afternoon tea.

But Shirley got smarter and started bringing food in her car.

Through Kathy's introduction, I had lunch with Joanna and asked her for a favor.

Joanna, knowing Shirley was also a mistress, got even angrier and agreed without hesitation.

So one morning, I didn't drive but took a cab to a club after leaving the neighborhood.

The club, Elysian Club, was a place that provided services for wealthy ladies.

Before entering, I saw Shirley secretly following and taking a photo.

I sneered and went to Joanna's private room.

Soon, Brandon stormed in, kicking the door open.

"Caroline, who allowed you to come to a place like this?"

"Do you know what kind of women come here? You're a mother now, don't you have any shame!"

The door opened, and Joanna sat on the sofa, looking at Brandon expressionlessly, "Mr. Jordan, tell me, what kind of women come to this place?"

Seeing Brandon's stiff face, I only felt he was hateful and disgusting.

He had countless mistresses outside but thought it was filthy for me to come to a place like this. It was a double standard.

Brandon didn't expect to see Joanna here, and his expression changed repeatedly, not knowing how to react.

Shirley, seeing Brandon suddenly stop, didn't know what was happening.

"Mr. Jordan, I just saw Mrs. Jordan come in here. This place is filthy. Who knows what she might do?"

Seeing Brandon not moving, Shirley exaggerated.

Brandon gritted his teeth and slowly said, "Shut up."

Shirley didn't understand, "Mr. Jordan, Mrs. Jordan really..."

Before she could finish, Brandon turned and slapped her, "Get out of here now!"

Shirley was stunned, but seeing Brandon's bloodshot eyes, she felt scared and quickly left.

Joanna stood up and looked at Brandon, "Mr. Jordan, we friends are having a gathering. What do you mean by this?"

"Or do you think we're not good women and might lead Caroline astray?"

Brandon's face turned red, and he shook his head repeatedly.

In business, everyone knew Joanna's father.

Businessmen respected power because it brought greater profits, so no one dared to offend Joanna's father.

But now, Brandon not only kicked open Joanna's private room door but also insulted her.

Brandon's face turned purple with regret, and he kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, Ms. Thorne. I really didn't know you were here."