Chapter 9

Estelle instinctively wanted to hide her hand behind her, but then she thought that this action would seem too guilty, so she held back and didn’t move.

In the game, she had blown up Henson, and she herself had been killed by someone else with a single shot

Henson resisted the urge to kick Estelle to death, but instead defended her, saying. “Uncle, I’m done with my homework!”

Jonathan was a bit surprised, glanced over Estelle’s face, and walked towards the desk, ‘Let me seel

Henson showed his homework to Jonathan, and, as expected, it was all completed and corrected. The mistakes were fixed, and some even had summaries.

Jonathan became even more amazed and looked at Estelle.

Estelle stared back with her clear, big eyes, “I promised Henson that I’d play the game with him after finishing the homework.”

Jonathan smiled faintly, put down the homework, and said to Henson, “Good job, keep playing!”

After saying this, he left the room.

Estelle let out a breath without changing her expression, and exchanged a glance with Henson, both feeling like they had survived a disaster.

Henson mocked, “Are you so afraid of my uncle?”

Estelle blurted out, “Aren’t you?”

Henson raised his eyebrows, “My uncle would scold me when he’s angry, but he’s not gonna scold you, what are you afraid of?”

“I, Estelle stammered, awkwardly saying, “Who said I’m afraid of him?”

Henson looked at her sarcastically.

Estelle, annoyed, picked up her phone, “Forget about your uncle, let’s continue the game.”

Henson opened his tablet, threatening, “If you dare blow me up again, I’ll shoot you first!”

Estelle laughed guiltily, “No more, no more!”

When Estelle left, she didn’t see Jonathan. It was still the driver who sent her back. As soon as she left the villa, her mood suddenly brightened.

With some people, you don’t need to see them. Just in the same room with them will put you under tremendous pressure.

Jonathan hadn’t gone out all morning. During lunch, the large dining table was laid out with a flavorful ten-course meal and a soup, but Jonathan and Henson were the only two people eating.

a few sips of soup, put down the spoon, and asked,

“Not bad!” Henson nodded.

mocked, “Because she plays games with

to play games with me, but I didn’t

proud, “Actually, I just

she pitiable?” Jonathan asked

have parents since childhood, only a grandfather, who

eyebrows, Did she tell you

“Yeah”

helping the poor Jonathan said indifferently Henson thought for a moment. It’s not entirely because of that Anyway, I can actually follow

Jonathan didn’t say anything else, “As long as

Henson nodded in agreement.

whether Estelle was really miserable or just pretending, she

car and got off at the University of J City. She then took

the eastern suburbs, the road gradually widened, and the green trees on both sides formed a canopy. The large

the green trees, with beautiful scenery and fresh air. Compared to the

she went to pick up her bike, Emily from the coffee store

“Sure!” Estelle replied.

customers sitting in the

a glass vase containing blooming yellow

them one by one on the table: a peach pudding, a chocolate mousse, and a large cup of passion fruit iced

sparkled – she loved

“Enjoy, they’re all yours!”

she smiled, two dimples

began eating the pudding

up with her hands and grinned

would always leave her bike outside the coffee store when she went

do an internship. Do you have any ideas what you want to do?”

spoon and shook her head, “Haven’t thought about it

you have any dreams or

a moment and said earnestly.

del Sol, but it wasn’t hers. If she and Jonathan divorced, she would

the table, “Can you think of something

talking, finished her pudding,

have you ever encountered Jonathan while working at Villa del

at Villa del Sol to earn tuition

Estelle replied truthfully, “No.”

rested her chin, “That’s

architectural design, and it was said that Villa del Sol’s villa was designed and built by Jonathan himself. She

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