Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Julian’s Stand-In Wife chapter 1289

Jim’s enigmatic smile felt like a venomous snake about to strike. When Simon saw it, it kept him on edge.

Jim toyed with the teacup on the table, his fingers tracing its surface. “Mr.

Channing, which aspect do you want to pursue? IV “Herb cultivation,” Simon replied.

Upon hearing this, Jim’s guard noticeably lowered.

The Hughes family had its hands in nearly every aspect of the pharmaceutical industry, but not herb cultivation. He had originally thought that Simon, being so coincidentally and kindly disposed, had some ulterior motive.

But now, it seemed he wasn’t after the Hughes family’s benefits.

So, what was he after?

Jim scrutinized Simon, his eyes capturing the tension and pity that Simon was trying hard to suppress.

Simon had clearly felt sympathy for the servant who had been dragged away earlier, but why hadn’t he said anything?

He hadn’t said a single word about it.

continued the conversation

so well, Jim couldn’t believe that Simon

continued their conversation, and still,

“To express my gratitude, Mr. Channing, feel free to make any requests. I’ll do

enough. I simply did something that anyone would have done. Professor

no requests. Jim looked at the nearly untouched food on the table, watched Simon

driver, the car trouble today on the way had almost

was a grave

he was thrown before Jim, he looked like a piece of rotting meat. The pain made James grit his teeth, but he still couldn’t bring himself

the Hughes household, everyone had

James opened his eyes wide, making an effort to keep himself alert for any questions Jim might

medicine

the smell of open wounds and the bloody scent. It made him nauseous. When he really disliked someone, he would rather have them take medicine quietly

for those who could test his

they could go to heaven after their

in the market. What was the

who

What was