The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 335

Ysabel's lips pouted as she talked.

“How old is your mom?” Donald asked.

Ysabel answered, “She just turned forty.”

“Which means she was pregnant with you at nineteen?” Donald was slightly speechless.

Ysabel replied, “My dad was very handsome when he was young, and his family background was good. However, he died at a young age.” “Then why didn't your mom look for another husband?” Donald asked again.

“It was because of me. When my father died, she focused all her attention on nurturing me in the hope that I would become successful, which was also why she was so strict with me. Besides, she's a very stubborn woman. All these years, she had many admirers, but she refused all of them.” Ysabel was somewhat downcast.

Donald did not utter a word as well.

Ysabel was a pure and innocent girl with a tall and slender figure. Wearing a ponytail on her head, she had smooth and white skin. On the other hand, Donald was barely out of shape, albeit losing a bit of weight recently. Wearing a suit, he looked handsome, and his eyes were his weapon of charm.

A hint of wistfulness would flash in his eyes from time to time. It was obvious that he was a person with unimaginable experience.

When the duo walked around the campus together, they attracted a lot of attention.

Ysabel was very lively and talkative when she was around Donald. “That is where we usually attend our classes. The library is there. And there is the female dorm.”

When she introduced the school buildings to him, she would look at the side of his face from time to time, her eyes flashing with happiness.

Nevertheless, Donald stayed silent the entire time as he stared at those buildings.

After coming to a place full of youthful aura, he felt he had aged.

Brought to Quadfield in his teens, he had no experience of the life of a typical youth. All he recalled was almost every day was a war zone. In addition to guarding Quadfield, he needed to bring peace to the northern region.

If the enemies who entered Quadfield were considered restrained, then the war zone in the northern region was considered a living hell.

People died every day.

“Buzz off!” Beatrice yelled coldly and pushed open the door, only to see Donald and Ysabel.

Slightly stunned, she asked, “Ysabel, why did you come here?”

No sooner had she looked at Donald and furrowed her brows than Julian and a bald man with a big belly who looked like a bad guy walked inside.

It was Adam Harper, Director of the School of Art Management of Pollerton University.

Adam narrowed his eyes al Donald and asked, “Who are you?”

Julian did not know the real identity of Donald and that the latter was the owner of Donter Pictures.

Donald replied, “It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you guys are harassing a woman. Isn't it inappropriate?”

Upon hearing that, Adam rolled his eyes and snapped, “It's none of your business. Who allowed you to come in here? Get lost now!”