Chapter 1220

Oliver casually said, "Your punishment is to water the plants at home for a week." With a nod, Abigail beamed. "Thank you, Oliver!" James remained silent, inwardly shaking his head. He thought that Abigail was being such a fool. Finally, Oliver's gaze landed on Grace. "Grace's punishment is more serious. Come with me," he said. Grace frowned, but Peter was delighted. He even urged, "Go on, go on!" Back in the bedroom, Grace hesitated at the door. She leaned against the wall, one hand idly tracing the doorframe. She looked small and hesitant, but to her lover, she was utterly adorable. That lover was Oliver. He gazed at her and commanded, "Come in." Grace puffed up her cheeks and glared at the father and son duo. "Oliver, just because I'm not a Jefferson by blood, it doesn't mean that you two can gang up on me." Oliver and Cliff both turned to look at the dramatic woman at the door. "If you're really going to punish me," Grace huffed before continuing, "then either