Chapter 473 Why Do You Like Me?

When the two were in a stalemate, Jenny came down from upstairs. Alec ignored Mortimer right away and walked over to her.

"Are you done talking to Grandpa?" he asked.

Jenny nodded and glanced at Alec meaningfully but didn't say anything. Alec could feel the emotion in her eyes, but if she didn't want to tell him about it, he wouldn't ask-at least, not now.

Not long after, Old Mr. Faust came down too. "Let's eat.”

Soon, the four of them sat at the dining table. Perhaps the atmosphere became a little awkward because of Jenny's presence. Old Mr. Faust knew that Jenny wasn't happy about what he'd told her, but he didn't offer her words of advice. He figured she would have to get over it by herself, and there was no point in others persuading her. It would only make her pull away even further.

He then glanced at his grandson and saw that he’d been staring at Jenny. He could only sigh helplessly. Alec was exceptional in every aspect; his only flaw was he loved too deeply when he fell for someone. Old Mr. Faust wondered how much more he would have to suffer at Jenny's hand.

worry anymore. They

Please offer him your guidance,"

admitting so openly that Alfred is your son? Don't you care about Old Mr. Faust and Alec's

Faust, who seemed unruffled as usual. He carried on eating indifferently, not finding Mortimer's words surprising at

he'll naturally get to where he deserves to be; if not, even if you pave the way for him

work in her company. The turn of events definitely had something to do with her identity. Everyone approached her with ulterior motives. Under such a circumstance, it was hard for Jenny to

down slightly; he didn't expect Jenny would respond

on eating her food and didn't give a damn what he thought. Alec was

with her. On the way back to the apartment, Jenny didn't speak. Her silence made Alec a

Grandpa about your birth and origin, right?" Alec asked, feeling that staying in

outside and looked

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