Chapter 9

Estelle instinctively wanted to hide her hand behind her, but then she thought that this action would seem too guilty, so she held back and didn’t move.

In the game, she had blown up Henson, and she herself had been killed by someone else with a single shot

Henson resisted the urge to kick Estelle to death, but instead defended her, saying. “Uncle, I’m done with my homework!”

Jonathan was a bit surprised, glanced over Estelle’s face, and walked towards the desk, ‘Let me seel

Henson showed his homework to Jonathan, and, as expected, it was all completed and corrected. The mistakes were fixed, and some even had summaries.

Jonathan became even more amazed and looked at Estelle.

Estelle stared back with her clear, big eyes, “I promised Henson that I’d play the game with him after finishing the homework.”

Jonathan smiled faintly, put down the homework, and said to Henson, “Good job, keep playing!”

After saying this, he left the room.

Estelle let out a breath without changing her expression, and exchanged a glance with Henson, both feeling like they had survived a disaster.

Henson mocked, “Are you so afraid of my uncle?”

Estelle blurted out, “Aren’t you?”

Henson raised his eyebrows, “My uncle would scold me when he’s angry, but he’s not gonna scold you, what are you afraid of?”

“I, Estelle stammered, awkwardly saying, “Who said I’m afraid of him?”

Henson looked at her sarcastically.

Estelle, annoyed, picked up her phone, “Forget about your uncle, let’s continue the game.”

Henson opened his tablet, threatening, “If you dare blow me up again, I’ll shoot you first!”

Estelle laughed guiltily, “No more, no more!”

When Estelle left, she didn’t see Jonathan. It was still the driver who sent her back. As soon as she left the villa, her mood suddenly brightened.

With some people, you don’t need to see them. Just in the same room with them will put you under tremendous

pressure.

out all morning. During lunch, the large dining table was laid out with a flavorful ten-course meal and a soup, but

put down the spoon, and asked, “How

“Not bad!” Henson nodded.

she plays

play games with me, but

proud, “Actually,

she pitiable?” Jonathan

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since childhood, only a grandfather, who is sick

raised his eyebrows, Did she tell you

“Yeah”

tutor, not helping the poor Jonathan said indifferently Henson thought for a moment. It’s

as

Henson nodded in agreement.

felt that whether Estelle was really miserable or just pretending, she

University of

villa

green trees on both sides formed a canopy. The large forest park, the famous Whispering Lake of

among the green trees, with beautiful scenery and fresh air.

Emily from the coffee store called out to her, “Ella,

“Sure!” Estelle replied.

too crowded, with a few groups of customers sitting in the corners. Emily pulled Estelle over to a wooden chair by

vase containing blooming yellow daisies, which perfectly matched the refreshing

brought over a wooden tray filled with pastries and put them one by one on the

eyes sparkled – she loved all of

“Enjoy, they’re all yours!”

big eyes, black-rimmed glasses, and when she smiled, two dimples appeared on her cheeks she

the pudding with

face up with her hands and grinned

would always leave her bike outside the coffee store when she went out. After doing that a few times, the

summer vacation this year, you can do an internship. Do you have any ideas

shook her

any dreams or things you

for a moment and said earnestly.

it wasn’t hers. If she and Jonathan divorced, she would

you think of

finished her pudding,

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while working at Villa del Sol? Emity suddenly asked with a

had always thought Estelle was working at Villa

Estelle replied truthfully, “No.”

Emily rested her chin, “That’s

said that Villa del Sol’s villa was designed and built by Jonathan himself. She had always

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