Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

In addition to the zodiac lanterns, there were also cartoon images of the six family members, as well as some flowers and plants.

Mr. Lewis looked at them, happy and delighted, asked Timmy to take pictures of each lantern and then shared them in his old friends’ chat group to show off.

As soon as the photos were sent, his old friends couldn’t wait to ask him.

“Mr. Lewis, did your great-grandson and great-granddaughter make these drawings?”

“Mr. Lewis, I really like these lanterns, can you sell one to me? Price is not a problem.”

“Mr. Lewis, can I pre-order a painting by your great-granddaughter for my next birthday gift? Of course, I will pay, her paintings are truly full of vitality.”

“Not only are her paintings full of vitality, but the shape and appearance of these lanterns are also very special, you can’t buy these outside even with money.”

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When Mr. Lewis proudly showed these messages to Richelle, he could not help but sigh happily.

“I’ve never experienced showing off my own children like this before. It’s not that they are not outstanding, but there was no interest in showing off. Probably because the children of wealthy families are all pretty much the same. But these three little fellows have the ability to make people happy. You see, it’s just some lanterns that have hooked these old men’s interests.”

Richelle naturally felt happy for the children too, “Since these grandfathers like them so much, let the three children make a few more when they have time tomorrow, and have Tifanny draw their favorite patterns on them. Just to make them happy.”

There was one most important thing Richelle didn’t say.

It was to let the children win back some face for Mr. Lewis.

It wasn’t until later that Richelle learned Alexander and Aldo’s situation had become a laughingstock among the older generation of the wealthy.

Fortunately, Mr. Lewis now basically spent most of his time at home enjoying family life, so the rumors outside had some impact on him, but not too deep.

How could Mr. Lewis not know Richelle’s good intentions?

“Let’s wait and see, we can talk about it when the kids have time. Those old men are just making noise, no need to mind them.”

Although Mr. Lewis said this, he was very pleased at heart.

He and his wife had had four sons and two daughters, but it seemed that apart from Roy Lewis’s family, which had inherited their eldest son’s lineage, the other three sons and two daughters, all the way down to their own children, were all selfish and self-interested people.

Occasionally they would do something to make him happy, but only in hopes of gaining some benefits from him.

Imagine them, like Richelle and her three children, doing something purely for the sake of making him happy. It was impossible.

Although Mr. Lewis said there was no need to mind the old men, Richelle told the three children anyway.

The three little fellows were doers, so they took out their tools again, asked Mr. Lewis what the old friends liked, and spent over an hour making six different lanterns.

Richelle had Uncle Axel find some suitable boxes and prepared some Mid-Autumn gifts. She attached small cards and well wishes and had the drivers deliver the lanterns and gifts separately.

The name on the card was not Mr. Lewis, nor Roy Lewis, but the three siblings Timmy, Tifanny, and Sonia.

Deep inside, Mr. Lewis praised Richelle for her good work.

If the card was signed by Mr. Lewis, those old friends would naturally have to pay as they said they would in the group chat.

But honestly, did this family need their money?

But with the three children’s names, it became a gift from the younger generation to the elders, so naturally, there was no need for any payment.

But the intention was there, and the friendship was established.

In the future, these old men would always lend a helping hand to the three children whenever they needed something.

The relationship between these two families continued to grow.

Soon, the drivers had delivered the gifts.

And Mr. Lewis, in turn, received happy and excited thank-you calls from his old friends.

Moreover, each of the old friends sent back three red envelopes through the drivers.

These red envelopes were for the children to buy some snacks for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Neither too much nor too little money inside, just the normal amount for a wealthy relative’s gift.

By giving this, they acknowledged the children as their own people now.

With this matter settled, Mr. Lewis’s heart felt incredibly comforted.

Between eight and nine o’clock, Richelle was in the kitchen with the children helping to prepare the Mid-Autumn dinner.

When Roy Lewis arrived home, only Mr. Lewis and Sonia Seaton were in the living room.

Seeing him, Mr. Lewis immediately grabbed him and excitedly said,

“Roy, your wife did a great thing today!”

Roy Lewis was taken aback, then anxiously asked,

“What happened? Is she hurt?”

Mr. Lewis glared at him, “What are you thinking? Can’t you hope for something good?”

Roy Lewis visibly relaxed, and after listening to Mr. Lewis’s vivid narration, a smile appeared on his face.

“Hmm…far-sighted and thoughtful, this is indeed something she would do.”