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!

at himself, Estelle had always been quite the mystery. Like her never–seen grandfather,

her so blindly, he chose to

“President Lamont!”

behind, and a girl in

his head and

had been brought by Mr. Powell to network with some film investors.

dolled

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

replied, “She’s tied

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

if you want

Estellle and the food. Wish Mr. Flemmings would open a few more barbecue joints so I can satisfy

to be cute.

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