Chapter 22

Only Jonathan and Manley were still in the corridor. They were about the same height, and both had

remarkable appearances and extraordinary temperament. The atmosphere in the corridor grew heavy, and the lighting seemed dimmer.

Cold light flickered in Manley’s foxy eyes as he curled his lips and said, “Is Estelle really Mr. Lamont’s niece? How come she doesn’t have the same last name?”

Jonathan replied nonchalantly, “No matter what her last name is, she still calls me uncle.”

Manley clenched his teeth and forced a smile, “Really? I thought it was just a temporary recognition!”

Jonathan chuckled, “I’m not that bored to temporarily adopt a niece, nor a girlfriend!”

Manley raised his eyebrows, “Although Estelle just agreed to be my girlfriend last night, it’s not temporary.”

Jonathan suddenly realized, “Well, then I can indeed be called Uncle by Mr. Scott!”

Manley remained silent, “……”

Damn!

He tricked me!

two engaged in an intense gaze

always felt like he had been knocked down a peg by Jonathan. He was annoyed and couldn’t enjoy anything. Before the banquet was over, he made an excuse

Magdalen sat down and asked directly, “Is it because of that

up.

her once trying to send Morrison a gift in the middle of the night. I slapped her

thought that slap would teach her a

sip of red wine and asked, “What did she

briefly recounted what she had heard in the

took out her phone and called Morrison from

just one ring, and a refined, elegant male voice answered,

asked, “Is Heather still

hummed in acknowledgement, “Yeah,

because she made you happy in bed. Ella got angry and slapped her. I hope it won’t affect her making money for you?” Magdalen tapped the table with her bejeweled fingernail, her smile sending shivers

full five seconds before calmly replying, “It

tomorrow!”

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