Chapter 865

At the party, people kept coming over to toast with Jonathan, and he took them all up on it. In no time, he’d knocked back seven or eight glasses.

People around him complimented him, which made him feel bored. So he found an excuse and sat in the yard for a while. The little garden attached to the hotel banquet hall was blooming with all sorts of flowers.

Beneath the flower tree, a fair number of men and women who’d come out from the banquet hall were canoodling. Jonathan found a bench to sit on, took out his portable lighter, and started to fiddle with it.

This was the only thing Estelle had ever given him, but it wasn’t something she’d bought for him specifically.

The less she cared about him, the more he became infatuated with her. Thinking about how he’d driven like a madman to C City to find her!

Was she playing these games with everyone?

Jason, Xavier, oh yeah, and that Manley Scott!

but laugh at himself, Estelle had always been quite the mystery. Like her never–seen grandfather, her unusual skills, why she was hired by Snowy

so blindly, he chose to ignore these

“President Lamont!”

and a girl in a pink

head and

been brought by Mr. Powell to network with some film investors. She didn’t expect to

was all dolled

Why didn’t you bring Estelle?” Gwen looked around and asked

replied, “She’s

other often anymore. Just thinking about it makes me feel sad!” Gwen sat

if you want to.” Jonathan

Wish Mr. Flemmings would open a few more

to be cute.

“Do you often eat

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