The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

When Chris looked up, he instantly saw Joe.

At first, he even thought he was dreaming, and he hurriedly rubbed his eyes.

Once he was sure that it was Edgar, Chris’ face bloomed into a big smile, and he hurriedly came over.

At that moment, the servant was still nagging, “Brat, do you know who this is? He’s the Oceans Chamber of Commerce’s shopkeeper, Chris Feldman, and he’s close to our Young Master Faye…”

“Young Master Jasmine, you’re here!”

Before the servant could even finish his words, Chris’ loud voice interrupted him.

His tone was so sweet that Jasmine had goosebumps all over.

The servant quickly chimed in, “Chris, it’s Young Master Faye, not Jasmine…”

However, before the servant could finish his sentence again, he saw Chris moving swiftly to Jasmine and pulling his hand.

He then completely ignored Faye.

Then, Chris greeted in a friendly manner, “Young Master Jasmine, you’re finally here.

I’ve been waiting for you for days! You’re finally here!”

“Wh…?”

Faye and his servant widened their eyes and gasped.

They were frequent customers of the Oceans Chamber of Commerce, but Chris always treated them as regular customers, and he was never this enthusiastic before.

If someone ignorant saw this scene, they might think that Chris was a brothel keeper, and Young Master Jasmine was his great customer.

“What… What did he call the country bumpkin just now?” Faye was dumbfounded, but he quickly recovered and watched the unbelievable scene in front of him.

“Young… Young Master Jasmine… ” The servant also stuttered.

Nevertheless, Chris ignored the two and dragged Jasmine into the chamber.

“Young Master Jasmine, come over quick.

Let’s go in and have a talk.

We have a new batch of spiritual tea, which is much better than the one you tried before.

Each cup is two hundred fedulings, but if you like it, you can take two bags away before you leave.”

When Faye heard those words, his lips twitched.

Faye naturally knew what spiritual tea was.

Whenever the head of the White family had a guest over, he would always serve the best spiritual tea.

no

bumpkin spiritual tea that

to be afraid that he would be dissatisfied

this still the shopkeeper that he once

Jasmine with

Who was this person?

said calmly, “Hey, let go of me!

puzzled over Chris’s

he dared to flash him that smile again, Jasmine would not think twice to

heart skipped

Chris! Even our family’s elders don’t dare to disrespect Chris when they’re here

moment, Faye once again saw a shocking

Jasmine’s hand and smiled

still full of flattery as he replied

It’s my fault.

Jasmine, please don’t be angry and have a

Master William coincidentally had some

he’ll personally

f*ck?!’ Faye screamed in his

if he was shocked by a bolt of thunder, and his mind went

words echoed in his brain,

type of

meet William, he would have to arrange a few days

William had the time would he be able to

Why was William

as if his soul was

quivered as

he held onto

would have

place and find a secluded spot to

were weak, and he could not

suddenly, his servant untimely murmured, “Chris, Young Master Faye still

straightened himself immediately, and he thought of

Young Master Faye?

Faye would be killed in seconds

he trying to dig

turned around and glanced at

by a standard smile, “Young Master Faye,

other inscription business for the

another time to

him, but

was willing to let go

left the dumbfounded Faye and

he led Jasmine into the

Jasmine stopped in tracks