Chapter 142: 142. Ill-intentioned_1

Thinking it over, he dismissed the possibility.

Adam Jones, ever surrounded by women, never lacked for those more beautiful than Elly Campbell, yet never had he cared or even spared them a glance.

Elly Campbell... was somehow different.

Seeing him staring at her without a word, with that inscrutable look in his eyes, Elly felt a vague unease in her heart, afraid that he might have already learned about William Campbell’s affair.

As she agonized, Adam Jones let out a soft chuckle and said,

"From the start, the real mastermind behind Brayman wasn’t your grandfather but your mother. As for why mom wouldn’t agree to a partnership with Jones Corp, it’s naturally because she thinks her son-in-law hasn’t treated her daughter well."

As he spoke, he paused for a moment, his smiling eyes gently resting on Elly’s face.

Elly, listening to him casually calling "grandfather" and "mom" as if they were still a close husband and wife, couldn’t help but frown.

Although they hadn’t officially divorced yet, wasn’t their relationship almost the same as divorced?

was no need to

on his cue, and Adam Jones, unruffled, continued with a smile, "And

leaned down close to Elly, who was sitting across the table, his tall frame instantaneously creating

slightly, feeling uncomfortable because of this unexpected

thought you didn’t care about

in her ear, chuckling

lingering around her ear, Elly’s brows twisted, she shifted backward to create some distance from Adam Jones, her eyelids slightly lifting to look

because of President Jones, but not because

Jones settled back down on the couch, his eye corner twitching, his face giving no hint of happiness or

"Despise?"

a low tone, then smiled, "If it’s not because you care, where

roll her eyes inwardly, this man’s self-love

If I despise the bugs in a latrine, is it because I

Adam Jones: "..."

left Adam Jones at a loss for words for a moment, his eyebrows uncomfortably twisted,

a latrine, is

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