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 more

bumpkin

Chris appeared to be afraid that he would be

shopkeeper that

at Jasmine with

Who was this person?

time, Jasmine frowned and said calmly, “Hey, let go of me! Otherwise, I’ll

was puzzled over Chris’s

to flash him that smile again, Jasmine

heart skipped a

family’s elders don’t dare to disrespect Chris when they’re here to buy

Faye once again

let go of Jasmine’s hand and smiled

was still full of flattery as he replied to

It’s my fault.

Master Jasmine, please don’t be angry and have

William coincidentally had

he’ll personally attend to

Faye screamed in

was shocked by a bolt of thunder, and

words echoed in his

type of treatment was

family wanted to meet William, he would have

only when William had the time would

bumpkin? Why was William willing

soul was floating out

as

he held

would

only wanted to leave this place and find a

his knees were weak, and he could

untimely murmured, “Chris, Young Master Faye still wants

straightened himself immediately, and he

Young Master Faye?

would be killed in

trying to dig his

and glanced at

was replaced by a standard smile, “Young Master Faye, there’s an important guest right

other inscription business for

time to

as if Chris was discussing with him, but there was no

sake of serving Edgar, he was

Chris left the dumbfounded Faye

led Jasmine into the

Jasmine stopped