Chapter 9
Estelle instinctively wanted to hide her hand behind her, but then she thought that this action would seem too guilty, so she held back and didn’t move.
In the game, she had blown up Henson, and she herself had been killed by someone else with a single shot
Henson resisted the urge to kick Estelle to death, but instead defended her, saying. “Uncle, I’m done with my homework!”
Jonathan was a bit surprised, glanced over Estelle’s face, and walked towards the desk, ‘Let me seel
Henson showed his homework to Jonathan, and, as expected, it was all completed and corrected. The mistakes were fixed, and some even had summaries.
Jonathan became even more amazed and looked at Estelle.
Estelle stared back with her clear, big eyes, “I promised Henson that I’d play the game with him after finishing the homework.”
Jonathan smiled faintly, put down the homework, and said to Henson, “Good job, keep playing!”
After saying this, he left the room.
Estelle let out a breath without changing her expression, and exchanged a glance with Henson, both feeling like they had survived a disaster.
Henson mocked, “Are you so afraid of my uncle?”
Estelle blurted out, “Aren’t you?”
Henson raised his eyebrows, “My uncle would scold me when he’s angry, but he’s not gonna scold you, what are you afraid of?”
“I, Estelle stammered, awkwardly saying, “Who said I’m afraid of him?”
Henson looked at her sarcastically.
Estelle, annoyed, picked up her phone, “Forget about your uncle, let’s continue the game.”
Henson opened his tablet, threatening, “If you dare blow me up again, I’ll shoot you first!”
Estelle laughed guiltily, “No more, no more!”
When Estelle left, she didn’t see Jonathan. It was still the driver who sent her back. As soon as she left the villa, her mood suddenly brightened.
With some people, you don’t need to see them. Just in the same room with them will put you under tremendous
pressure.
Jonathan hadn’t gone out all morning. During lunch, the large dining table was laid out with a flavorful ten-course meal and a soup, but Jonathan and Henson were the only two people eating.
Jonathan took a few sips of soup, put down the spoon, and asked, “How do you feel about the new teacher?”
“Not bad!” Henson nodded.
Jonathan mocked, “Because she plays games with you?”
Henson unimpressed, “There are many people who are willing to play games with me, but I didn’t say they are. good!”
He looked proud, “Actually, I just pity her!”
“Why is she pitiable?” Jonathan asked casually.
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Henson frowned, “She didn’t have parents since childhood, only a grandfather, who is sick “
Jonathan raised his eyebrows, Did she tell you that?”
“Yeah”
“But you can’t keep her just for this reason Im hiring a tutor, not helping the poor Jonathan said indifferently Henson thought for a moment. It’s not entirely because of that Anyway, I can actually follow her lessons”
“Okay” Jonathan didn’t say anything else, “As long as you can accept her, then let’s settle this”
Henson nodded in agreement.
Jonathan suddenly felt that whether Estelle was really miserable or just pretending, she did have some talent
Estelle took the Lamont family’s car and got off at the University of J City. She then took a bus back to the
villa
After passing the eastern suburbs, the road gradually widened, and the green trees on both sides formed a canopy. The large forest park, the famous Whispering Lake of J City and the rolling mountains could be seen.
High-scale villa districts were hidden among the green trees, with beautiful scenery and fresh air. Compared to the crowded and noisy city center, this place was heaven on earth.
As she went to pick up her bike, Emily from the coffee store called out to her, “Ella, come in!”
“Sure!” Estelle replied.
She entered the store which wasn’t too crowded, with a few groups of customers sitting in the corners. Emily pulled Estelle over to a wooden chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, “Hang on!”
Estelle saw a wooden table with a glass vase containing blooming yellow daisies, which perfectly matched the refreshing day.
Emily brought over a wooden tray filled with pastries and put them one by one on the table: a peach pudding, a chocolate mousse, and a large cup of passion fruit iced tea..
Seeing her enter, Max races out.
Estelle squats down and hugs Max, thinking about the dog that Jonathan has now, feeling a bit heartbroken. She pats the cake box in her hand, I’ll share half of this with you later!”
Max gets even more excited, spinning around Estelle non-stop.
Once inside the house, before Wilma comes out of the kitchen, Max has already brought over the soft slippers, waiting for Estelle to change her shoes.
“Why are you so well-behaved today?” Estelle says with a warm smile.
Wilma comes out, takes the cake from Estelle’s hand, and laughs gently, “If you wanted cake, ma’am, you could’ve just told me. The ones from outside aren’t that good.”
“It’s from Emily!” Estelle explains. Wilma loves to make her all kinds of snacks and doesn’t like her eating stuff from outside.
Knowing Emily, Wilma smiles and nods, “Then tomorrow, I’ll have Mr. Wagner bring some fresh fruits to Emily when he goes out.”
“Just do it as you see fit!” Estelle laughs and heads upstairs with Max.
After taking a shower and sharing the cake with Max, Estelle gets a call. She glances at the phone and answers, “Jason.”
“What are you doing?” The man’s voice is deep and magnetic, with a subtle hint of a smile.
“Eating.” Estelle sips the cream from her fingertip.
“Today, Lady Copeland, the third wife, called and specifically asked King himself to design a jade necklace. The offer is 10 million, just for the design fee.”
Estelle raises her eyebrows. The third wife of the Copeland family? She’s quite generous this time.”
This third wife is a senior VIP of GK Jewelry Studio, a former model. Although she married into a wealthy family, she’s a bit petty. She buys hundreds of thousands of jewelry pieces, but haggles over a thousand-dollar packaging box with the salesperson. How come she suddenly became this generous this time?
“Next month is Old Mrs. Copeland’s 80th birthday, and it’s almost time to divide the family property. The third wife wants a bigger share, so she has to find a way to please the old lady. Are you available? Do you want to
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take the job?”
Estelle chuckles, “Why not? Money is there for the take. A month should be enough.”
“Alright, I’ll let her know tomorrow.” Jason pauses, and then asks, “When are you coming to the design studio?” Estelle playfully rolls her eyes, sucking on a yogurt straw, “How about the weekend? I’ll let
you know.”
“Great, see you then!”
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