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.

it was only worth no

the country bumpkin spiritual tea that cost 200 fedulings

afraid that he would be dissatisfied and kept

shopkeeper

Jasmine with a changed

Who was this person?

calmly, “Hey, let go

was puzzled

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

skipped

to Chris! Even our family’s

moment, Faye once again saw a

go of Jasmine’s hand and smiled

his face was still full of flattery as he

It’s my fault.

Master Jasmine, please don’t be angry and have a

William coincidentally had

personally

f*ck?!’ Faye screamed in his

shocked by a bolt of thunder, and his

words echoed in his

of treatment

to meet William, he would have to arrange a

only when William had the time would he be

bumpkin? Why was William

felt as if his soul was floating out

body quivered as he had a

held onto the

he would have

Faye only wanted to leave this place and find

his knees were weak, and he could not

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

immediately, and he thought of

Young Master Faye?

would be killed in

trying to dig

around and

initially flattering smile he had while serving Jasmine was replaced by a standard smile, “Young Master Faye,

be doing other

another time to

as if Chris was discussing with him, but there was no room for negotiation at

of serving Edgar, he was willing to let

that, Chris left the dumbfounded Faye and his

he bowed as he led Jasmine into the inner

the chamber, Jasmine stopped in tracks and glanced at