blueteamnovel Chapter 269: Call From Company
Chapter 269: Call From Company
Leah’s face instantly turned bright red. She grabbed Avery and started tickling her, exclaiming in flustered and indignant anger, "You bitch, what nonsense are you spouting!"She did feel a little guilty, because she had also sensed that her brother-in-law had specifically waited for her, hoping to have some alone time to be sweet and intimate together.
Something naughty was definitely going to happen.
And, to be honest, Leah was really looking forward to it.
After all, lately, she’d hardly had any time alone with her brother-in-law. Watching her sister and brother-in-law being all lovey-dovey had already made her heart sour with envy.
Not one to be outdone, and amidst her sister-in-law’s startled shrieks, Avery reached out and grabbed Leah’s breast, giving it a squeeze while giggling mischievously.
"What nonsense? It’s obvious you’re just throwing a tantrum because you lost your perfect chance to sneak around..."
The two youthful, big-breasted girls tussled together, their play-fight escalating into a scene of grabbing each other’s privates, pinching bottoms, and relentless tickling—a rather salacious display. Unfortunately, despite the large, dramatic movements, not a single piece of clothing slipped out of place to reveal anything.
Even more frustrating was that despite all this roughhousing, their clothes remained perfectly intact, a truly depressing sight for any hopeful onlooker.
Leah’s grandmother lived in a small riverside village. Her children had either moved to the city or made their living in the town. The elderly woman lived alone in the old single-story house that her children had pooled their money to renovate.
She raised chickens and ducks, tended her small plot of land, and even enjoyed a small drink early every morning—a particularly contented life.
They met up with the grandmother and spent the afternoon keeping her company. As evening fell, two cars pulled up one after the other at Aunt Eloise’s house.
Nancy was driving her family’s BMW, followed by Luis’s Cayenne—vehicles that were quite conspicuous in the rural setting.
Logan was a poor teacher, living his whole life on a fixed, meager salary. A man with poor interpersonal skills like him was never going to get rich, but he was undeniably lucky, living a life largely free from worries about food and clothing.
The village had allocated him a homestead. When the village land was expropriated, he received a compensation payout. Without lifting a finger, he ended up with both land and the funds to build a three-story small building.
It’s enough to make you sick comparing yourself to others. Despite Logan being a poor, resentful intellectual, his life was surprisingly comfortable.
"Uncle!"
Luis walked at the front, carrying the items he had bought.
Thinking about it, this seemed to be the first time he had ever visited their home, which showed just how bad his relationship with Arthur had been before.
Logan was standing at the doorway, having dressed very formally today. He greeted them with a hearty laugh.
His interpersonal relationships had always been poor. Forget colleagues; even relatives and friends rarely visited him. Having such a large group of people come today was a real boost to his pride.
Luis smiled and handed the items to him, but his gaze was burning and intensely focused on the doorway.
Aunt Eloise stood there demurely, wearing a very homely, even somewhat frumpy, floral dress, her hair tied up in a classic ’good wife’ style.he supplementary card in Nancy’s possession had been used to top up 5,000 dollars here.
Luis called his wife, but she didn’t answer. So he went straight to the Ocean Hotel, got a key, took a shower, changed into the provided bathrobe, and entered the rest area.