"Grandma, Mr. Thompson is him, James is James. Although he is father and son, his inheritance is not a copy. He should not be like his father."
When Emmy said this, he wasn't quite sure.
After all, this society is like this, the richer the man, the more fun, but some people play more low-key, and some people play with a higher profile.
The only thing she could be sure of was that if one day, James truly followed in her footsteps, then she would never continue in the Jia like Cai did.
Even if she and James already had a child.
Granny sighed again.
"Emmy, I heard from your father that your mother is back in Detroit, right?" she was stunned for a moment, then nodded and replied softly:
"Yeah."
The grandmother looked at her excitedly and said after a long time:
