Chapitre 704: Granny Feeds the Dog, One Bite After Another

Mr. Walton was speechless. What an ingrate. Who had been accompanying her to square dance, carrying props, and filming videos all this time? And looking for other old men!

Mrs. Walton was in a good mood when she saw Mr. Walton suffer. She picked up a basin of rice and sat at the door. "Come, Domineering CEO, come and eat!"

Mr. Walton was speechless. Every time he heard that name, he was reminded of George.

George, who was working hard at the company, sneezed.

The wolfdog was a little better than a few days ago. Amelia's prescription was effective. When it heard Mrs. Walton call it to eat, it reluctantly moved over, as if it was afraid of food. Its stomach had been burned by rat poison, and eating was no longer a happy thing for it.