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.

worth no more than 80 fedulings per

serving the country bumpkin spiritual tea

afraid that he would be dissatisfied and

this still the shopkeeper that

Jasmine with a changed

Who was this person?

this time, Jasmine frowned and said calmly, “Hey, let go

puzzled over Chris’s

that smile again, Jasmine would not think

skipped

man’s crazy! He said such things to Chris! Even our family’s elders don’t

next moment, Faye once again

go of Jasmine’s hand and smiled

his face was still full of flattery as he

It’s my fault.

please don’t be angry and

Master William coincidentally had

personally

the f*ck?!’ Faye

by a bolt of thunder,

words echoed in his brain,

type of treatment

wanted to meet William, he

only when William had the time would he be able to meet

was this country bumpkin? Why was William willing

as if his soul was

as he

he held

he would

to leave this place and find

his knees were weak, and he could not even control

Young

and he thought of

Young Master Faye?

not know that Faye would be killed in

trying to dig his

and

initially flattering smile he had while serving Jasmine was replaced by a standard smile, “Young Master Faye, there’s an important guest

be doing other inscription business for

pick another time to visit

might seem as if Chris was discussing with him, but there was

he was willing to let go

Chris left the

he bowed as he led Jasmine into the inner

entered the chamber, Jasmine stopped in tracks and glanced