If a husky is anxious, shouldn’t we just let it tear up the house?

While Robert Green was regretting asking such a question, Adam Jones suddenly posed another question:

"Have you heard of Murphy’s Law?"

Robert Green was taken aback, then nodded, "I’ve heard of it. Are you... anxious about that?"

Adam was too embarrassed to admit but didn’t deny it either, just kept a stern face without speaking.

As the most loyal confidant around the great Jones boss, Robert Green immediately understood what his boss’s silence represented.

"Murphy’s Law, the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen. Are you afraid of something?"

Adam hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, "I’m worried that Elly might give birth to another son."

Robert Green: "..."

As the boss of a major conglomerate, can’t you aim higher?

Why worry about this?

If it’s another son, just keep having kids. Is the Jones Family afraid they can’t afford it?

Huh? Afraid? Afraid!!!

Looking at Robert Green’s speechless expression, Adam didn’t feel guilty, he just frowned slightly.

As a loyal confidant, Robert Green now understood why his boss was so anxious.

From the moment the boss posted on Moments about Mrs. Jones being pregnant for a month until now, Robert Green roughly calculated, she is already over four months pregnant.

It’s the time when they could check the gender.

Though Greece prohibits determining the baby’s gender, this isn’t really an issue for the Jones boss.

Was he anxious about whether to check, or worried that if it turns out to be another son, he would be disappointed?

Robert Green increasingly felt that his boss’s husky lineage was forcibly hidden for thirty years, and only now is it completely unleashed. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Cough cough cough..."

After a round of internal sarcasm, Robert Green cleared his throat and declared seriously:

"Boss, Murphy’s Law is essentially a psychological suggestion. If you’re really worried about Mrs. Jones having another Young Master, I have a suggestion for you."

"Go on."

"Aren’t you worried now that Mrs. Jones is going to have a son? Following the ’fear what will come’ law, from now on, start worrying that she might have a daughter..."

He looked at Adam resolutely, and said, "As long as you worry every day that she will have a daughter, then she’ll definitely have a daughter."

Adam: "..."

Could it really work like that?

It’s a good plan.

So, in the days that followed, the secretarial team at Jones often heard their big boss mumbling in the office—

"Elly absolutely cannot have a daughter this time..."

The secretaries: "..."

The boss is too much, so sexist. Two sons aren’t enough, he even wants a third.

Does your family have a throne to inherit?????

Only Robert Green, who knew the truth, managed a slight smile, hiding his contributions and merits.

Elly Campbell also recently noticed her husband’s anxiety.

She knew he was constantly worried she might have a son again.

She even comforted him, saying if it was another son, she’d keep having kids until a daughter was born, but it seemed to have little effect.

Unable to sit idle, she continued to work even while pregnant, though delegating some work to her team.

She didn’t make herself busier than before.

Occasionally, she’d proactively go to Jones to accompany her husband for lunch and ease his long-time anxiety.