Chapter 609: 609. Slapped a big ear_1 Chapter 609: 609. Slapped a big ear_1 That is to say, the child is undoubtedly the one birthed by Adam Jones and the granddaughter of the Campbell Family.
However, no one had ever heard of an alliance through marriage between the Jones Family and the Campbell Family, nor had anyone heard that Adam Jones was already married; at the ti, people simply assud that Adam was secretly involved with the Campbell’s daughter, and the matter was laughed off and forgotten.
Conveniently at that ti, Jas Campbell brought that shaless mistress to Old Master Campbell’s birthday banquet, where the wretched woman was scolded in the presence of everyone; naturally, we, the group of lawful wives of high society, shifted our focus to the mistress and the illegitimate daughter instead.
At the banquet, many wives of high-ranking military officials were in attendance, and I was busy interacting with them, not paying much attention to the Campbell’s daughter.
So, when I first saw this little wench, I didn’t recognize her as the Campbell’s daughter at all.
Now that I look at her, this little wench does bear so resemblance to Jas Campbell.
This little wench is actually the Campbell’s daughter.
If she’s Jas Campbell’s daughter, then it’s not surprising for her to have such a black card.
Leanne Richards’ hand, holding the black card, tightened, and her palm involuntarily grew sowhat hot, as if she were holding a red-hot iron plate.
Adam Jones’s gaze had already turned towards her, his deep pupils indiscernible of any particular emotion at that mont.
Leanne Richards’ heart clenched suddenly, then she rembered her status as an elder. The Hall Family might not be on par with the Jones Family, but the gap was not large.
Only then did she straighten her back, displaying the full bearing of the Hall Family matriarch.
“Adam, what brings you here?”
Leanne Richards put on the airs of an elder familiar with Adam Jones, her eyes inadvertently showing a sense of “superiority” that seed to say “only she could sit at the sa level as a big shot like Adam Jones.”
And the girl beside her, now facing Adam Jones, couldn’t help but beco sowhat nervous, losing her previous arrogance and aloofness and instead appearing exceptionally gentle and courteous.
“President Jones, long ti no see.”
She extended her hand towards Adam Jones, intending to shake hands, with an air of grace and poise as if the snobbish “noble” who had scoffed at everything along with Leanne Richards was not her at all.
Adam Jones glanced at her indifferently, his voice just as detached and distant, “Who are you?”
At the sound of his words, the smile on the girl’s face instantly froze, and as she watched Adam Jones’s unfamiliar gaze, her forced smile began to crumble bit by bit.
Especially when she saw those snickering sales associates who dared not laugh aloud, the young woman’s complexion suddenly turned several shades paler.
Indeed, Adam Jones’s woman, she recognized her from the mont she appeared.
Ever since Adam Jones personally acknowledged that woman as his wife, jealousy had twisted her insides.
In the past, she still harbored thoughts of leveraging her cousin’s good relation with Adam Jones to get close to him.
But before she could make her move, this woman claiming to be Adam Jones’s wife appeared out of nowhere.
Initially, when Adam Jones had not yet acknowledged her, she laughed at the woman’s brazenness for trying to attach herself to the Jones Family, but Adam Jones’s frank acknowledgent and uncompromising defense was like a slap across her face.
Thus, when she saw her aunt had failed to recognize Adam Jones’s wife, she pretended to be unaware as well and did not remind her.
She knew her aunt was always an-spirited and unyielding, soone who would argue even when she was in the wrong.
Reviews
All reviews (0)