Love Her to No End

Chapter 22 Fake Friends Hurt Each Other

Underneath Vincent’s scrutinizing gaze, Jonathan finished his bowl of pasta without looking up. Subsequently, he took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly.

Getting to his feet, Jonathan’s steady voice rang out. “Zack is my nephew. What’s wrong with me helping him?”

After a busy morning, Vincent was already hungry. Just when he thought he could catch Jonathan off guard to reveal some clues, the man remained as composed as ever.

When he saw Jonathan about to leave the dining room, Vincent sprang to his feet and grabbed his sandwich. Following the former, he continued to rattle on, “Theoretically, there isn’t. However, taking into account what you have done previously, why do I get the feeling that you’re just using your nephew as a stepping stone?”

Suddenly, Jonathan stopped in his tracks. Giving Vincent the side-eye, he cracked a faint but gentle smile.

“Let me remind you to keep your mouth shut. After all, you were the one who got someone to leak the rumor. If Quentin finds out about this, he will probably complain to the Sullivan family. When that happens, you will be the one to suffer the consequences.”

Jonathan’s eyes glistened as if they were smiling. Ignoring the stunned expression on Vincent’s face, he walked to the couch and sat down.

The sight of Jonathan’s nonchalant expression exasperated Vincent. He plonked his butt down on the couch opposite the man. “Jonathan, I can’t believe how heartless you can be.”

It was true that he leaked the rumor. In fact, he even found a few other magazines just to avoid Quentin’s suspicion. Nevertheless, he wouldn’t have dared to do it without Jonathan’s permission.

After deliberating on the matter, Vincent’s suspicions were raised. It was only then that he realized he had fallen into the trap that Jonathan had laid.

D*mn it! How could I have fallen into his trap for so long without even realizing it?

As cold sweat broke out all over his body, Vincent felt a chill down his spine. Suddenly, he felt like crying. Oh, God, how I wish time could go back to before I met this man. I just want to go home. I’m nothing but an innocent child.

Faced with Vincent’s gaze, Jonathan broke into a disarming smile. It wasn’t long before Vincent gave up and raised his hand to block the smile from view. “Wipe that smile off your face. Isn’t it enough for me to admit my mistake?”

was a phobia left

phone vibrated. When he checked it, he saw that it was

Lingard and Mdm.

Gary had been giving him, Jonathan was well-informed of everything that went on

to go out and clear her mind. Nevertheless, Jonathan was still worried due to the special circumstances. Hence, he replied: Keep a close eye on them.

message is it that have you so

Vincent leaned over boldly. By the time his gaze fell upon the man’s phone, Jonathan had already put it away. He then hinted for Vincent to leave. “Don’t you have work at the

for discarding me once you have no need of me,”

brows, Jonathan looked at Vincent as if he was an idiot. “In that case, are you

verbally, Vincent would end up on the

prepared to leave. On his way out, he grumbled, “Jonathan, from

slapped his forehead. He turned around and asked, “D*mn. I was so pissed off I forgot something important. The company has taken on a new project, and I’ll be traveling to Gerton for it. If you’re

ogling at beauties? I should focus on pursuing my future

his finger at Jonathan, Vincent

the talk of the town, both mother

engagement was first decided, Michaela was still very young. An engagement banquet wasn’t organized since both of them were still students. Hence, the ceremony was just marked by a dinner

But given what had happened recently, she realized that she had saved a lot

Street. It comprised twenty-five floors and sold many home products that spanned many

result, it would take a lot of time and stamina to browse through every

the pair of mother and daughter walked through the store, their similarly exquisite features caused them to easily be mistaken as sisters. Consequently, their beauty and elegance

shopping as a way to clear her daughter’s mind.

the day Jacob smashed everything in the living room, he

the mother and daughter duo were heading to a café on the first floor with their hands filled with shopping bags. Unexpectedly, Michaela’s phone rang the moment they stepped out

phone. “Hello, are you Lucille’s family? I’m calling from City Hospital. Lucille has committed suicide and is currently being treated in the emergency room. We