The Abandoned Husband Dominates

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It was a Bentley. Although it was also a luxury car, it was old and not very clean. This was especially the case when compared to Fanny’s white Rolls-Royces, where each of them was as shiny as the brand new ones on

the showroom display.

After the Bentley stopped, an old man alighted.

It was Butler Frank.

“Butler Frank!”

Jordan and Lauren immediately went over when they saw Butler Frank. Stefan also walked over with Chloe.

“Mr. Jordan, welcome home!”

Butler Frank smiled happily as wrinkles appeared on his old face.

Lauren had heard a lot about Butler Frank. Although he was only a butler and Lauren was Jordan’s wife, she did not put on any airs like Hailey did and greeted Butler Frank very respectfully.

“Hello Butler Frank. I’m Jordan’s wife, Lauren.”

Butler Frank hurriedly bowed. “Hello, Mrs. Jordan. Welcome!”

Lauren was thrilled to hear Butler Frank call her Mrs. Jordan and his warm welcome. She had finally come to her husband’s place and could meet his family!

Stefan quickly shook Butler Frank’s hand. “Hello, Mr. Frank. I’m Stefan Howard, Jordan’s father-in-law.”

Butler Frank quickly returned his greeting. “Hello, Mr. Howard.”

Chloe also called out happily, “Hello, Uncle Frank!”

very happy to see you.

Frank, Fanny and the other two were chatting in

Lauren’s husband’s family send that car? Why did they send such a car? Isn’t it

not bad. It’s a

how cheap a second-hand Bentley is in England? I

voice. Don’t say such things in front

“Hmph.” Fanny snorted.

into the car first before walking back with Lauren.

so you’re from a rich family. A Bentley was sent to pick you all up. That

could tell that Fanny was

brought over a dozen Rolls-Royce cars worth over a million dollars each. Meanwhile, Jordan only

is old himself

Steeles are indeed amazing. You even have a butler. If the butler is already driving such a good car, won’t your parents’

I live

never tell anyone the

smiled. “My family doesn’t live in South

Jordan admit that he

bothered to explain. He asked, “Are you guys drinking at the Churchill Bar at One Whitehall Place? Lauren, I’ll

Fanny confirmed. “I heard that Lauren is the Queen of English bars? Does that mean I don’t have to treat you

anything too overboard, her words were full of hidden jibes. Moreover, everything she said seemed to be a test, trying to

England belong to Lauren. Order whatever you want at the Churchill Bar tonight. You

overjoyed. “Is that true? We

got married, she had another title: The Queen of English Bars! Her friends called her that in private. Over time, Lauren had gotten used to this title.

man she loved the

shirt in embarrassment, she asked softly, “Is that true? Would the

a smile, “Honey, do you think I’m lying to you? Don’t worry, all the bars belong to the same company. The boss of that company is you and

your identification. I