Emma Magus made an appointnt with Jas Shelton?
Why is she not properly filming in the crew and running to find Jas Shelton?
Daisy Ginger was about to reply when another ssage ca from Ryan Smith: "She said you’re getting very close to her male friend, and told to be careful."
"..." Daisy Ginger retracted the few words "What does she want with you?" and gently furrowed her brow.
She temporarily didn’t know how to respond.
The relationship between her and Jas Shelton is that of business partners and a false marriage, but they did get a marriage certificate, it’s a factual marriage.
If they hadn’t gotten a marriage certificate, how could they deceive Elder Shelton?
But before they got married, they had confessed to each other that they wouldn’t fuss over each other’s private lives. Although she didn’t know how Jas Shelton had dealt with his physiological needs these past years, he wouldn’t have abstained because of such a fake marriage.
The biggest issue right now is how to explain Edward Stephens’ identity to Jas Shelton? She certainly couldn’t say the man entangled with her now is her ex-husband and Erin Ginger’s dad, right?
Daisy Ginger leaned against the headboard, staring at the screen, lost in thought.
On the contrary, Jas Shelton replied rather calmly.
"That man is Erin’s dad, right? I figured it out long ago."
!!!
Daisy Ginger widened her eyes, almost throwing the phone out, staring at the screen for a long ti without reacting.
"Actually, he’s pretty decent, if you still have feelings for him, reconnecting wouldn’t be bad."
Daisy Ginger typed a few words, erased them, typed a few more...
Ultimately, she directly sent a video invitation over.
Edward Stephens didn’t even figure it out, how did Jas Shelton see through it?
The video quickly revealed Jas Shelton’s big face.
He seed to be lying in bed, and upon seeing her, smiled smugly.
Daisy Ginger: "Honestly tell , did you investigate my background or sothing..."
Jas Shelton lazily yawned: "I couldn’t be bothered with that effort."
"Then how did you..."
"Instinct, manly intuition!"
What nonsense intuition.
Daisy Ginger felt a headache, surprised that Erin’s identity was first discovered by this idiot Jas Shelton.
"You didn’t tell anyone else about this, did you?" Daisy Ginger lowered her voice, afraid he’d spill the beans while having fun outside, "Let tell you, this is serious. If the Stephens family finds out, Erin might be eradicated."
Jas Shelton glanced at her, "Do you think I’m stupid? Why would I even ntion it..."
Daisy Ginger: "You are stupid anyway."
"Hey, can we still have fun together or not?"
Daisy Ginger scratched her head, still feeling a tingling scalp, couldn’t help but ask again, "Hey, how did you figure it out? Does he look that much like his dad?"
"How could a child look like an adult, I haven’t even seen what he looked like as a kid." Jas Shelton lazily yawned, "I said it’s intuition, I just looked and understood. Do I need to guess?"
... Luckily Edward Stephens doesn’t have that intuition.
Daisy Ginger thought with relief.
"What else did Emma Magus say to you?"
"Showed so of your candid photos, implying you’re cheating." Jas Shelton shrugged.
Daisy Ginger sighed lightly, unexpected that Emma Magus would do such unnecessary things.
"Sorry for the trouble today, let’s have a al together soti, my treat."
Jas Shelton smiled at this, yawned again: "It’s nothing, I’m dead tired, going to sleep first."
"Alright. Good night."
*
The screen went dark.
Jas Shelton put down his phone and crawled out of bed.
A hint of gloominess crept in, he went to the bathroom to have a cold shower, wrapped in dampness, and walked out.
Back in bed, he picked up his phone, intending to play so gas to pass the ti, his water-damp fingers slipped, opening the photo album.
The album showed several photos Emma Magus sent him today at the top.
A cold and stunning woman walking beside a tall and handso man, glancing down with a gentle smile, inexplicably matched.
Knowing Daisy Ginger for four years, he always felt she was a rare gem.
No man could be worthy of her.
Yet now, as she walked beside that man, she had inexplicably beco sowhat delicate, smiling cutely.
Turns out, she looks like this when she likes soone.
He always thought even if she loved a man, she would remain noble and distant, however, no amount of imagination would match the vividness of a few photos.
He indeed is impressive, even from a male’s perspective, superbly outstanding.
Daisy Ginger would willingly like such a man, secretly bear a child for him, not difficult to understand.
He viewed the photos several tis more, still thinking they matched, and then put his phone down.
Leaning against the headboard, he lit a cigarette.
He thought back to three years ago, playing gas with friends, losing a bet, going to the hospital to draw a tube of blood, and filled out a bone marrow donation agreent.
Within days, Daisy Ginger sought him out.
At that ti, she was travel-worn, flying all day to reach him, not as dazzling as she is now, but still left him in awe at her exquisite beauty.
She held a premature baby in her arms, just the size of a palm, pitifully small.
Yet suffering from acute leukemia, unable to find a compatible bone marrow donor, issued a hospital critical notice.
The blood he casually drawn matched her son’s bone marrow.
She ca from abroad, asking him to donate bone marrow for Erin, to save Erin’s life.
At that ti, he had ssed up the old man’s several branch companies, was being forced into a comrcial marriage, he was shaless, seeing her a beautiful orphan mother, wanted to escape the old man’s forced marriage, demanded Daisy Ginger marry him before he would donate.
Daisy Ginger went with him to the civil affairs bureau, registered their marriage that very day.
A month later, he brought Daisy Ginger and Erin back, told the old man that she was his woman and son from outside, already registered for marriage, no way he could force him into a comrcial marriage.
At that ti, the old man’s health was still robust, almost beat him up with a cane.
Eventually, they made a deal, if he can get a company to go public within five years, they wouldn’t break up him and Daisy Ginger’s marriage.
This task was naturally impossible for him, to say nothing of going public, it’s lucky if it doesn’t go bankrupt, furthermore, the Stephens family wouldn’t give him any investnt, where would he get money to start a company from his little treasure trove?
Old Master Stephens also knew his nature, was just hoping he’d compromise and give up, deliberately dangling a carrot for him to bite, though a surely lost bet, he gave him a chance.
He tried to argue with the old master, but Daisy Ginger agreed imdiately.
She raised investnt, founded a company, signed artists, and within half a year, Royal Entertainnt was booming.
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