Chapter 22

Only Jonathan and Manley were still in the corridor. They were about the same height, and both had

remarkable appearances and extraordinary temperament. The atmosphere in the corridor grew heavy, and the lighting seemed dimmer.

Cold light flickered in Manley’s foxy eyes as he curled his lips and said, “Is Estelle really Mr. Lamont’s niece? How come she doesn’t have the same last name?”

Jonathan replied nonchalantly, “No matter what her last name is, she still calls me uncle.”

Manley clenched his teeth and forced a smile, “Really? I thought it was just a temporary recognition!”

Jonathan chuckled, “I’m not that bored to temporarily adopt a niece, nor a girlfriend!”

Manley raised his eyebrows, “Although Estelle just agreed to be my girlfriend last night, it’s not temporary.”

Jonathan suddenly realized, “Well, then I can indeed be called Uncle by Mr. Scott!”

Manley remained silent, “……”

Damn!

He tricked me!

others came out, the two engaged in an intense gaze battle for three hundred rounds before casually averting their

felt like he had been knocked down a peg by Jonathan. He was annoyed and couldn’t enjoy anything. Before the banquet was over, he made an excuse and

returned to the private room, Magdalen sat down

up. “You know

sneered, “I caught her once trying to send Morrison a gift in the middle of the night. I slapped her

that slap would teach her a lesson, but

sip of red wine and asked, “What did she say

recounted what she had

unchanged, she took out her phone and called Morrison from her

up after just one ring, and a refined, elegant

Heather

hummed in

Ella got angry and slapped her. I

before calmly replying, “It won’t,

tomorrow!”

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