Godfather Of Champions

Chapter 758: Happy Birthday Uncle Tony

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Nottingham Forest were drawn into the group of death; it became another conspiracy that the UEFA targeted Tony Twain and his team under the English media’s rendering. Although none of the media which solemnly vowed, were able to produce solid evidence, the readers liked this angle.

“With Guardiola and his Barcelona team, they no longer needed to rely on Tony Twain’s team to reach the knockout stage to secure the biggest commercial advantage for the Champions League tournament. But even in the group stage, they still wanted to squeeze the last bit of value from Twain—they had grouped Nottingham Forest and Juventus together. The feud from two seasons ago will continue to play out this season. The media and spectators like to watch such a strong showdown.”

<The Sun> which had always been known for saying anything, had put it this way, which seemed rather reasonable.

In his column, Tony Twain stuck to his viewpoint that he had said to the media after the draw: the death group was not the group of death for him and the Forest team, but the group of death for the other three teams.

He did not care much about the “group of death” that the media hotly hyped about. Because the top priority for the moment was to go home and spend his birthday with Shania.

Shania was in America some time ago and had come back this time because of Uncle Tony’s birthday.

Twain loved his job, but now he cherished his time with Shania even more.

People who had died once would get over certain matters very quickly but became more strongly attached to some things than before.

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While Twain was still in Monte Carlo, Monaco, for the Champions League draw, Shania had quietly returned to their home in Mapperley Park, Nottingham.

She seemed a little distracted these days in Los Angeles, both at work and in her studies. Her agent, Mr. Fasal, found her out of character. But when he thought about it again, he knew it must have something to do with Twain’s birthday, so he was not too concerned. It was a matter between the couple, and it was inappropriate for an outsider like him to speak.

What caused Shania to behave out of character was actually related to Tony Twain’s birthday—she was worried about what birthday present she should give to Uncle Tony.

On his fortieth birthday, Shania had given him a car, an expensive gift that Twain had already told her not to give again in the future. Although he liked the car very much and had been driving it, it was rather awkward for him as a man that his young wife had bought a car for him—he could not let outsiders think that he was guy who lived off a woman.

Consequently, on Shania’s birthday, Twain returned with a gift of an adorable Beetle to Shania. The two people were considered even.

So, what would be the best thing that Shania could give now?

It was a real difficulty to give a gift to her sweetheart. Twain had almost no other hobby since he gave up smoking and drinking, so it was not going to work to fit with his interests.

While she was worried, Shania had gone to Gloria to come up with ideas.

The woman who circulated in the men’s circles all the time but kept her hands clean, said with a smile, “You should give whatever you think is missing in your life.”

Then Shania began to rack her brains to think about what was missing from her life with Uncle Tony...

They had almost everything in life. The financial crisis impacted the wealthy less than imagined and even less so on the hard-working rich. Materially, she could not think of what was missing.

In terms of spirit...

She felt too lonely in Los Angeles and believed that Uncle Tony felt the same way in Nottingham alone. Could it be that she or one of them had to end their work and devote on accompanying the other person and become the other person’s dependent?

Shania thought neither she nor Uncle Tony was like that.

What was missing the most...

She worried about it for several days in this way. On the last day before returning to England, Mr. Fasal, who was sending her off, suddenly made her understand what was most missing with a jest.

In the car on the way to the airport, Fasal teased about Shania and Twain while he drove, “Jordie, you and Tony have been married for more than a year, when will I see your baby?”

It was said in jest, but it stirred Shania’s mind.

It did not occur to her if other people had not mentioned it. She had been married to Uncle Tony for more than a year and made love almost every day as long as they were together. But her body just did not respond...

They did not use any contraception, but Shania did not have any news.

She suddenly thought of the best birthday present she should give Uncle Tony—she wanted to successfully conceive on Uncle Tony’s birthday.

It was more valuable to give Uncle Tony a child as a gift!

Shania was so proud of her idea that she smiled in the car.

Fasal was surprised to see her smiling in the rearview mirror.

“Nothing, Mr. Fasal. It occurred to me that what is the best gift to give Uncle Tony.”

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In fact, time was very tight for Twain. The Champions League draw ceremony took place on the evening of September 8th. Then the coaches attended a dinner reception. It went on late into the night, so he could only return early next morning in order to catch up with Shania on September 9th to spend his birthday with her.

When the travel-worn Twain rushed home, he saw Shania in the living room as he’d wished.

“Safe on the base.” Shania gestured like a baseball referee.

Twain leaned against the door frame, breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed.

“You’re thinner than before, Shania.”

“Staying in shape is a must for models.” Shania walked over with her catwalk and tried to tease Uncle Tony. “Happy birthday, Uncle Tony!”

Twain hugged her and gave her welcome kiss but did not immediately respond to her teasing. He was concerned about another question, “We still have half a day left, and I don’t want to spend the time in bed, Shania. Let’s go out and have some fun, shall we?”

Shania had to let go and shrugged, “Okay. But I’ll state first that we’re having dinner at home.”

“Have you learned to cook any good dishes?” Twain said with a wry smile. For Shania, the greatest pleasure in family life was to learn to cook from people everywhere, and then use Twain’s mouth and stomach as a laboratory. Although her cooking had improved slightly over the years, generally speaking, most of what she cooked was actually inedible...

Shania did not answer. She only giggled and looked mysterious.

“Where are we going to go have fun?” She asked.

“Anywhere, we can go shopping. Aren’t you going to give me any gift?”

“Well...” Shania’s dark eyes turned, and she said, “Okay! What kind of gift do you want, Uncle Tony?”

Twain was stumped by the question. He really did not know what he wanted, so he coughed and said, “As long as it’s from you, anything will do!”

“That’s half-hearted!” Shania rolled her eyes and grabbed Twain’s arm, “We’ll go out for lunch. Let’s head out, Uncle Tony!”

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Since the jeep was sent to the workshop for service and maintenance while Twain attended the draw ceremony and the Beetle that Twain gave to Shania was also far away in the United States, the two people could either choose to take a taxi or a public bus when they went out.

Twain first called Landy and asked if he was free. The answer he got was that Landy was driving a passenger on his way to Birmingham Airport. Twain certainly could not ask him to abandon his passenger halfway and drive back to Nottingham to pick him up. Twain was reluctant to take a taxi with an unfamiliar driver. So, they simply took the public transportation.

Shania agreed as well. Although she was the real star, she probably never liked her modeling career, and did not think anything amazing about being a model star. So, it was acceptable to her to not drive and choose public transport.

The two people wore only dark sunglasses and got on the tram to head to the city.

People on the tram recognized them—whether it was Twain or Shania, they were well-known in Nottingham. Some people took out their call phones to take pictures of them. The sun was shining outside the window, and there were not many people in the car. Other than people taking pictures, no one came up to talk to them. The two people did not pay much attention to other than to acknowledge them. In this way, they enjoyed the ordinary life of the ordinary people.

When they got to the station, the two got off and transferred to another public bus toward the busiest city center. They did not forget to wave to the passengers on the tram before they left.

On the public bus, the two people encountered the same situation. But as they get closer to the city center and more passengers came on board, they received more attention. It seemed that some people were somewhat astonished that big stars such as Tony Twain and Shania chose to travel by bus. Some people discussed spiritedly in whispers as they watched the two of them.

Twain and Shania acted as if they did not hear those discussions and calmly sat side by side as they turned their heads to look out of the window and admired the streetscape.

Before he transmigrated, it was hard for him to imagine what kind of mood he would be in when he was photographed on the cell phones by onlookers on the bus to go out. But now he was unruffled by the situation.

Shania did not care what those people did. She occasionally joked with Twain, chatted in a low voice, and laughed happily in the noisy bus. She was more relaxed than Twain. She was a natural-born star...

This afternoon, the two people hung out in the city center for a long time, bought a lot of unnecessary items, as long as Shania liked them. As the day wore on, the two people carried bags of stuff and took the bus back to Mapperley Park.

At this time, Twain grumbled that if he drove, they did not have to lug so much stuff and squeeze in a crowded bus ... ...

Shania would give him a roll of her eyes and said, “Who asks you to send the car for servicing at this time?”

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When the two got home, Twain lay exhausted on the couch and refused to move from his spot. His feet hurt. Whereas Shania put down the things excitedly and ran into the kitchen.

“You’re so excited...” Twain grew increasingly frightened when he saw Shania’s manner. He asked, “What universally shocking meal are you going to serve up?”

“A dinner of love!” Shania poked her head out of the kitchen and pulled her face at Twain.

Twain knew that Shania was always full of ideas and did not investigate further. Anyway, there must be a surprise or scare waiting for him. There was a good point being with Shania—he never knew what he was going to eat at his next meal.

He took a break and began to rifle through the prizes from the afternoon.

In addition to some daily necessities, there were new clothes for the two of them to wear. She bought for him a suit, casual wear, shirts, long-sleeved T-shirts, jacket, tie, leather shoes... Shania bought very little for herself. She only had one bag.

When they paid for the stuff, Twain did not look as it was on Shania’s credit card—because it was his birthday today. Now looking at the delicate pink bag, he suddenly became curious and wanted to see what Shania had bought for herself. When she first bought it, Shania did not do it in front of him.

So, he reached out and opened the bag.

He had just taken out one item and stared at it in disbelief—he was holding a pink sexy underwear!

He and Shania had never needed anything like this as husband and wife... Because Shania’s energetic young body was more attractive to him than any sexy underwear.

He could not understand why Shania bought it.

He put the underwear in his hand, carried it behind him, and walked into the kitchen. He had to ask for clarification—he did not want Shania to secretly buy it and bring it back to America to wear it for some other man.

He quietly appeared behind Shania, and the busy Shania did not notice that there was someone behind her.

Twain did not open his mouth to ask because he was stopped short by what he saw.

He saw two whole boxes of raw oysters...

Any fool knew what the raw oysters were for.

Next to the oysters was a jar of unopened caviar bought from Fortnum & Mason in London.

Both items were aphrodisiacs.

“I’m not so old that I need to rely on food to replenish my sex drive, Shania...”

Twain suddenly piped up in the back startled Shania. She covered her mouth and turned around. She glared at Twain said with annoyance, “You gave me a scare, Uncle Tony!”

Twain transferred the underwear in his left hand to his right hand at the back and then put out his left hand to point out, “Are you not satisfied with my performance in bed?”

“What are you talking about?!” Shania could hear some displeasure in Twain’s tone and hurriedly explained, “I just want to add some spice to the mood ... A candlelight dinner, I even ordered a chocolate cake! Don’t you think it’s very romantic?”

Twain pursed his lips and said, “I feel it’s very romantic that you came back from America. I don’t ask for much.”

Shania draped her arms around Twain’s neck and said softly, “I want to give you the best birthday present, Uncle Tony.”

“I’ve already received it. Those clothes outside...” Twain pointed to the living room outside the kitchen door.

Shania rolled her eyes and complained that Uncle Tony had spoiled the mood, “How can those things be compared to the real gift I’m about to give you? I want to give you a baby!”

Twain was so startled that he nearly jumped out of Shania’s arms. He thought he misheard, “You’re pregnant?!”

Shania continued to roll her eyes. She thought Uncle Tony was hopelessly stupid.

“I want to get pregnant! Tonight!”

“Hey, Shania. How can we conceive like that just because we say so?” Twain did not know who was the foolish one...

When she heard Twain express doubts, Shania gave a smug smile, “Today is my dangerous period, Uncle Tony.”

Twain’s eyes instantly widened. He seemed to have heard the most incredible thing.

“You lost, Uncle Tony!” Shania laughed happily across from Twain, “A candlelight dinner with champagne, caviar, and oysters! This is the first part of my birthday present to you!”

Twain looked her all excited, but thought instead— perhaps it would be more interesting to put caviar on the tips of Shania’s breasts...

Ah, what a sin, I’m such a pervert...

That night, Tony Twain had a very busy time while Shania was fully sated.

They both wanted a child. The two people’s life alone together for too long could really a little lonely and boring ...

A little surprise in life was needed, whether it was Tony Twain or Shania, both hoped that a child could be their surprise in the near future.