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

contrast, Chris was directly serving the country bumpkin spiritual

afraid that he would be dissatisfied and

this still the shopkeeper

Jasmine with

Who was this person?

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

was puzzled over

again, Jasmine would not think twice

heart skipped

Even our family’s elders don’t dare to disrespect Chris

moment, Faye once again saw a shocking

Jasmine’s

of flattery as he replied to Edgar,

It’s my fault.

please don’t be angry

Master William coincidentally had some

he’ll personally attend to

f*ck?!’ Faye screamed in his

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

in his brain, Master

type of treatment

the White family wanted to meet William, he would have to arrange

the time

Why was William willing

felt as if his soul was floating out of his

body quivered as he had a

held onto

he would have

wanted to leave this place

were weak, and he could not even control

servant untimely murmured, “Chris, Young

and he

Young Master Faye?

know that Faye would be killed in seconds by

trying to dig

around and

flattering smile he had while serving Jasmine was replaced by a standard

be doing other inscription business for

time

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

sake of serving Edgar, he was willing to let go

left the dumbfounded Faye and his servant

led Jasmine into

Jasmine stopped in tracks and