The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife
Chapter 467 Mysterious Canadian Tycoon

Julian Shaw could not help laughing in embarrassment. However, he soon said with a serious expression, "I'm not sending you to be a spy. I only hope that you can report your mother's situation to me." "Isn't that the work of a spy then?" Chesney Shaw raised her head to look up to him.

Julian could not help knocking Chessie's head. "Do you know what 'turning a blind eye' means?"

"No," said Chesney earnestly.

Julian could not help expressing his helplessness to his quirky daughter and there was nothing he could do to her. "All in all, are you going to help me with this favor?" "Yikes." Chesney heaved a sigh like an adult. "With a foolish dad like this, what else can I do other than help?"

Julian was shocked but he seriously added, "Your mother is not leaving the room so it's impossible for us to create a coincidence. We can only be proactive then. Even though it will appear rather intentional for us to take proactive action, we can't care about all this now. Give your mother a call and tell her that we are living in the next room right away."

"Alright." Chessie nodded obediently.

She gave Susan Shelby a call which Susan picked up after a long while.

"Hey, Mommy," said Chessie in a childish voice.

"Chessie?" called out Susan in surprise.

She was working tirelessly without knowing if it was day or night. She felt as if her fatigue had washed away instantly when she suddenly heard her daughter's soft, adorable voice. After the surprise, Susan glanced at the clock and her brows furrowed ever so slightly.

It was night time. Chessie was supposed to be sleeping so she wondered why Chessie suddenly thought of calling her.

"Mommy, I missed you," said Chessie.

Upon hearing that, Susan could not care about anything else at once. A layer of gentleness and a smile tainted her expression. "I miss you too, Chessie."

"Mommy, I have a surprise for you," said Chesney.

"What surprise is that?" said Susan in curiosity.

"Open the door and look, Mommy.

"Open the door?" "Quick."

Chessie urged her so Susan got up and opened the door.

It was late night now so the hotel was completely quiet. The corridor was lit up by the aisle lights, emitting a soft illumination.

"I've already opened the door, why?" said Susan.

All of a sudden, Chesney ran out of the next room and threw herself into Susan's arms.

Susan was stunned for a moment then she picked up Chessie in slight astonishment." Chessie? How did you get here?"

"Mommy, are you very surprised?" said Chesney smilingly.

"I am very surprised." Susan raised an eyebrow. "However, you still haven't told me how you got here..."

"I brought her here." A deep voice was heard.

As soon as she heard the voice, Susan's back tensed up involuntarily.

She pursed her lips and looked up to see Julian just as expected.

"I decided to take Chessie for a trip when I heard a hotel staff member say that two designers were coincidentally staying next to our room. One of them was a Shelby and the other was a Pierce. I figured that i was you, so..." explained Julian in all apparent seriousness.

Julian's explanation simply rendered a person speechless. Susan looked down and refused to continue the conversation.

'Daddy is really, really, too foolish!' Chessie rolled her eyes, then she wrapped her arms around Susan's neck and said dotingly," Mommy Mommy, it's cold outside."

"Alright, come into the room, quick, Chessie." Susan walked inside with

Chessie in her arms.

Julian wanted to follow.

A bang was heard and Susan had already shut the door on him instantly.

Julian could only rub his nose in slight embarrassment.

Even though he did not manage to get in, it was good that he managed to plant a person that Susan was utterly incapable of resisting!

As soon as Chesney entered the room, she looked around with her huge eyes then asked, "Mommy, where's Uncle Pierce?"

"Uncle Pierce is staying in the second room on the right. He has already gone to sleep. It's getting late, Chessie, you should sleep too." Susan said, "The first room on the left is my room. Chessie can sleep together with me."

"Great great." Chesney accepted in delight.

Susan patted her head gently. "You should go ahead first. I'm going to finish up the sketch here."

"Alright," answered Chesney obediently. Then she went to the room and laid down.

Susan booked a presidential suite and there were three bedrooms in the suite.

Chesney got into the bed and reported the situation to Julian.

Julian nodded satisfactorily, then sent over a text. 'Comrade Chessie, please continue to work hard and report the field situation accurately and truthfully.'

'Mission will be accomplished.' Chesney moved her chubby arms and replied to the text message slowly.

All of a sudden, the sound of something astir outside was heard.

Susan was coming into the room to rest. Chesney immediately placed down the phone and feigned as if she had already fallen asleep.

Yikes, it was so tiring. For her father, she had exhausted the acting skills of a lifetime.

Julian stayed in the hotel for a couple of days.

Albeit the fact that Susan had taken Chessie, she still refused to pay the slightest bit of attention to him.

Julian was in despair so he persevered for a few more days before he returned to Skyking City for the time being. There were still countless tasks in the company waiting for him to manage. As soon as Julian left, Susan felt relieved on the contrary.

She did not have the slightest clue of how to confront this man now.

There was no way to explain the emotions in her heart so Susan could only distract herself from thinking about love and relationship by focusing all her energy on designing.

Susan stayed in the room and worked tirelessly all this time while Chessie accompanied her obediently without taking a single step out of the room.

The preliminary match of the Locke Award had already begun. The rule was very simple: the participant would only need to submit any work and upload it to the website.

Susan chose a piece of work that she was most satisfied with and submitted it. One month later, she passed the preliminary match without a doubt.

A total of 35,000 people made the cut.

The three quarterfinal rounds would be held online as well. The three rounds would be based on themed design. With every round, the designer would be given only one week to complete the design and submit it.

The three rounds added up to three weeks in total.

After the first round, 35,000 people would be reduced to 5,000 people right away.

Then, there were the second and third rounds, and after passing the third round, only 100 people would remain.

The 100 people would proceed to the special meeting place for the finalists.

Susan worked with great effort step by step. Three weeks later, she was one of the 100 people.

The Locke Award committee sent her the invitation to the finals.

Following the invitation, there was also the theme of the first round of the finals.

'Please gather at Flint's Castle tomorrow at 9:00 a m. The castle was purchased by a Canadian tycoon a few months ago. The final task is to provide a full interior design of Flint's Castle according to the Canadian tycoon's requirements. 30 participants will be promoted in the first round of the finals, and the rankings will be decided by the committee.'

The email gave a brief introduction to the situation.

Susan could not help blinking innocently.

Canadian tycoon? If they were to design according to his requirements, he should be making an appearance at Flint's Castle tomorrow too, right?