Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2735

Aspen said thoughtfully, "Honey, you're the head of our family now. Patriarch Donovan came by today and had a talk with us. He said that in the future, the Lloyd family will be handed over to you. Of course, that'll still be at least 10 years from now. He's not dying anytime soon and can still hold the fort for you."

She continued, "But before that day comes, you need to learn how to run a family. First, you need to learn how to run a family. Second, you need to manage the household affairs.

"We're all your wives, so we're supposed to listen to you and take care of you because a big family needs rules and structure. If we let you do all the hard labor yourself, then where would your authority as the head of the household even be?"

Natasha picked up the conversation. "Honey, just rest and leave it to us. Oh, and you don't need to pay a single cent for building the house. Earlier today, we already had a video call with Fran, Lauren, and Chantelle, and we all agreed everyone would split the cost together."

Andrew was dumbfounded. He could not help but suspect that they all were up to something.

Before he could say anything, someone shouted from behind, "Aspen, Natasha, come help me!"

Aspen and Natasha immediately responded with delight, "Coming!"

Andrew turned and saw Rowan coming in with huge bags dangling from both arms, nearly ten of them. She was covered in shopping bags from head to toe, looking like a farm girl returning from a long day of bargain hunting, except this particular farm girl was unfairly gorgeous.

He walked over with a grim expression. "What is this now? Working odd jobs to support the family? Or did you go scavenging in the trash?"

Rowan rolled her eyes and grinned. "These are decorations I've been preparing for the past month. I knew the ancestral home was going to be rebuilt, so I wanted to put together a proper housewarming setup. So, I went to all the flea markets and vintage fairs, and I found all these little things to decorate the new place. Anyway, don't worry about it. The household belongs to us ladies now."

Andrew opened one bag and saw crystal pieces, charms, and random decorations. He opened another bag and found an enormous box of firecrackers.

Rowan grinned even wider. "The demolition starts tomorrow, and that's a big deal. This box has ten thousand shots. We have to set off fireworks to celebrate!"

Andrew rubbed his forehead and forced a smile. "You three really think of everything. Thank you so much."

Aspen suddenly blushed. "I'm embarrassed… Natasha, you say it."

Natasha fidgeted. "No way. Rowan, you say it."

Rowan's face turned red as she stammered, "Honey… you have so many wives. Once the new house is complete, we'll assign rooms. We'll have to pick from biggest to smallest, so we need to know who your first wife is, who your second wife is, who your third wife is… and so on."

By the time she finished, Rowan was blushing so hard she could barely stand still, and she glared at Andrew as if she were scolding him for being oblivious.

Andrew froze on the spot. He finally realized he had never planned for this. He seriously overlooked something big.

How the hell was he supposed to rank his wives? He needed help, fast!