Finally coming to her senses, Estelle shot him a glance before turning to Magdalen on the phone, “Are you going to be tied up today?”

“Not at all, I’m at the Langston’s, completely free. Are you guys heading over to see Grandpa? I’d love to join,” Magdalen said.

It dawned on Estelle that she had indeed planned to visit her grandfather, and it was already ten o’clock.

She raked her fingers through her tousled hair, “You go ahead, we’ll meet at my mentor’s place!”

“Alright, see you in a bit!” Magdalen’s sultry voice trailed off as she blew Estelle a kiss before hanging up.

Jonathan pulled the phone away and leaned in to plant delicate kisses on her chin.

Estelle squirmed, “I need to brush my teeth, and we really should get going. If we don’t make it to my mentor’s by noon, Grandpa’s going to have a fit.”

“No worries, he’ll scold me, not you!” Jonathan loved her sleepy and languid look in the morning. After a few more moments of kissing, he finally got up and took her with him for a morning shower.

Emerging from the bathroom, Jonathan helped dry her hair and picked out clothes for her; another half hour went by.

He had ordered breakfast ahead of time, and they quickly ate before driving to Old Mr. Quintin’s place.

aware that Old Mr. Jarvis had

a genuine painting by King, “My granddaughter is Old Mr.

in a flat tone, “That gentleman claimed to be KING’s cousin once

Cousin once removed?

with anger, “My granddaughter is in her twenties, is that man out

was from a younger

choked with fury. After calming down, he tried to convince the guard that Estelle really was

had come here to claim connections; some using KING’s name, and others using Jason’s. Hard to tell real and fake, the guard didn’t believe any and denied them all to enter unless they had

continued, a blue Bentley Mulsanne drove up, and the guard, recognizing the car, promptly opened the gate to let it

murmured among

“Whose car is that?”

plate seems to be

wonder then. In J City, there’re only a few families

and power don’t necessarily earn his

car disappear

the rear-view mirror, Jonathan glimpsed those barred from entry and commented dryly, “No wonder Grandpa rarely

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