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.

only worth no more than 80 fedulings

was directly serving the country bumpkin spiritual tea that cost 200 fedulings each

he would be

shopkeeper that he once

looked at Jasmine with a

Who was this person?

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

was puzzled over Chris’s

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

skipped a

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

moment, Faye once

Jasmine’s hand and smiled

face was still full of flattery as he replied to

It’s my fault.

Jasmine, please don’t be

Master William coincidentally had some

he’ll personally attend to

the f*ck?!’ Faye screamed in

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

his brain, Master William

of treatment was

wanted to meet

when William had the time would he be able to

Why was William willing to

as if his soul was floating out

quivered as he had

held onto the

he would

place and

knees were weak, and he

servant untimely murmured, “Chris, Young Master Faye still wants to

immediately, and he

Young Master Faye?

that Faye would be

he trying to dig his

and

he had while serving Jasmine was replaced by a standard

doing other inscription

time to visit

with him, but there was no room

was willing to let

Chris left the dumbfounded Faye and

he bowed as he led

the chamber, Jasmine stopped in tracks and glanced at