American Scandal King

Chapter 338 Christmas Eve

Chapter 338 Christmas Eve
12 month 24 day.

Christmas Eve.

Last Christmas Eve, Ian did not return from China.

So this year Ian spent some extra time with his mother.

Mrs. Carl eventually changed her residence. Ian bought her a big house in Winston Hills, Los Angeles. The Bent family also changed houses. The two families happened to be next-door neighbors, which made it convenient for them to visit each other. They also arranged a large number of bodyguards.

Now, everyone around Ian, except himself, has bodyguards.

This made Mrs. Carl extremely dissatisfied... Do you really want someone to kidnap you?
Ian: Yes, I miss Zhang Ziqiang so much!

Today's Christmas Eve is celebrated by the Karl and Bent families together.

The housekeeper and the servants were busy cooking, while Mrs. Carl, Gaskell, and Lena were playing with little Adam.

Mrs. Carl was very excited looking at little Adam.

Little Adam looked very similar to Ian, and the old lady knew he was her grandson the first time she saw him.

But she was not an ignorant old lady who pretended to know nothing. When she looked at her grandson, her eyes were full of doting.

For this reason, Ian deliberately held little Adam away from her: "No, you can't take care of the child anymore, Mom. You will spoil him."

Mrs. Karl was very dissatisfied: "I raised you, did I spoil you?"

Ian nodded seriously. "Yes. You spoiled me. During my father's most difficult years, you raised me to be a complete bastard. Remember when Charlie Mills came back that night? You said I took the newspaper's money. I told you at the time that I went to buy news, but you know that's not true. In fact, I went to gamble. I lost all 50,000 yuan and owed 10,000 yuan to loan sharks! So although you are a good mother, you are incompetent!"

Mrs. Karl was stunned: "Oh my God, son, how could you do such a thing?"

Lena and Gaskell both laughed secretly.

What a guy! In order to prove that the old lady is not suitable to take care of the child, he even exposes his own scars!

Ian said without blushing: "That's the truth."

Mrs. Karl felt aggrieved: “But you are fine now, my child.”

But that's not your credit.

Ian knew he couldn't say that, so he laughed and said, "You don't want little Adam to become a jerk like me in the future, right? It's a miracle that a person can change, but we can't rely on miracles."

Mrs. Karl muttered, "He won't live with me anyway, how long can I take care of him? Come here, child. Your father...your uncle is always worried that you won't learn your lesson, but he doesn't know that he is the biggest bastard of them all."

Ian nodded: "Indeed!"

Mrs. Carl then said seriously, "But Ian, I have to warn you. I don't care whether you get married or not, you must give me a grandson next year, a grandson named Carl!"

Ian was speechless: "Maybe a granddaughter? I'm not sure about that."

"Then have more children. Don't think I don't know how many women out there want to have children for you. But you have to choose a good girl, a good girl like Lena!" Mrs. Carl kept nagging.

As she said this, she took the child and went to play aside.

Ian looked at Gaskell and smiled: "At least we all agree that Lena is a good girl!"

Gaskell chuckled silently, his left arm around Ian's shoulders and his right arm around his wife, Lena.

At this moment, Gaskell seemed like the male protagonist in life, hugging people left and right.

They sat together on the balcony and watched the setting sun.

Snowflakes were still floating in the sky, falling down in large quantities, making the entire villa look like a world covered in silver.

Gaskell murmured, "Who are you going to have the baby with?"

Ian chuckled as he smoked his cigar: "From your tone, do you have any suggestions?"

"How's Catherine?" Gaskell asked.

"She?" Ian was surprised.

Gaskell nodded seriously. "Next year she'll be the Los Angeles Police Chief. With your help, she'll be well on her way to the top. Her father, Jon Brown, is currently the Deputy Director of the FBI. When George W. Bush wins re-election next year, he'll become the Director of the FBI. If you're willing, you could even have him become a member of Congress and run for President in the future."

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Obama should have come to power in 08, but Ian knew too well the history of his rise to power, which was nothing more than the buff of his black identity and the prediction of an economic crisis.

The former can be compensated by their own media, while the latter can be done by Jon Brown.

The only problem is that Jon Brown does not have enough political credentials to make it easy for him to achieve this in four years.

He needs to first become director and then a legislator to accumulate enough experience, which will take not four years, but eight or even twelve years.

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Then he looked at Gaskell questioningly: "So I'm going to have a baby with Catherine next year?"

Lena was rarely jealous.

She spoke gently, "You can have more than one, but you have to leave one at home."

Ian muttered, "That won't be convenient for us to have fun."

Lian Na pinched him angrily: "I knew you didn't want children for the girls."

Ian laughed and dodged: "I can buy another house, right here."

They talked and laughed as they sat together watching the setting sun and planning their future development.

The cheerful laughter of children can be heard from afar, and in the snowflakes are the passing years and the endless pursuit of ambition.

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