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.

all of them were aware that Old Mr. Jarvis had arrived in J City and they were there

with the security guard at the gate, clutching a genuine painting by King, “My granddaughter is

to two other men he had just turned away and spoke in a flat tone, “That gentleman claimed to be KING’s cousin once removed. Why don’t you verify your

Cousin once removed?

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

claimed he was from

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

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

the guard, recognizing the car, promptly opened the gate to let

murmured

“Whose car is that?”

seems to be from

then. In J City, there’re only a few families who could just

power don’t necessarily earn his audience, especially when Old Mr.

disappear into the estate and

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

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