Chapter 865

At the party, people kept coming over to toast with Jonathan, and he took them all up on it. In no time, he’d knocked back seven or eight glasses.

People around him complimented him, which made him feel bored. So he found an excuse and sat in the yard for a while. The little garden attached to the hotel banquet hall was blooming with all sorts of flowers.

Beneath the flower tree, a fair number of men and women who’d come out from the banquet hall were canoodling. Jonathan found a bench to sit on, took out his portable lighter, and started to fiddle with it.

This was the only thing Estelle had ever given him, but it wasn’t something she’d bought for him specifically.

The less she cared about him, the more he became infatuated with her. Thinking about how he’d driven like a madman to C City to find her!

Was she playing these games with everyone?

Jason, Xavier, oh yeah, and that Manley Scott!

help but laugh at himself, Estelle had always been quite the mystery. Like her never–seen grandfather, her unusual skills, why she was hired

always trusted her so blindly, he chose to

“President Lamont!”

crisp voice came from behind, and a girl in a pink dress

his head and

to network with some film investors. She didn’t expect

was all dolled

come alone? Why didn’t you bring Estelle?”

nonchalantly replied, “She’s tied

and I won’t be able to see each other often anymore. Just thinking about it

you want

Flemmings would open a few more barbecue joints

to be cute.

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