Chapter 1816: 438: Sense of Crisis
Not many people knew that Mandel Thompson had a crush on Jean Beckman.
Apart from Samuel Thompson and Edward Thompson, even their parents were clueless.
Everyone has their youthful days.
Although Mandel Thompson spent his years devoted to studying the classics, he had also harbored a secret crush on a girl in his class.
Back then,
Jean Beckman and Mandel Thompson were high school classmates.
Mandel Thompson sat behind Jean Beckman, and gradually, their interactions increased.
Jean Beckman was very beautiful, the type adorned in glamorous makeup, and many in the class pursued her.
Mandel Thompson was just one inconspicuous mber among them.
And Jean Beckman never had any special thoughts about Mandel Thompson.
This was because Mandel Thompson had taken too much dication during high school due to an illness, which led to hormonal excess and severe body disfigurent.
Back then, Mandel Thompson was a little chubby kid.
Six feet tall.
200 pounds.
A stark contrast from his current self.
The youthful Jean Beckman naturally did not fancy such a fat guy.
This led to the failure of Mandel Thompson’s confession.
Their relationship hadn’t even started before it was stifled in the cradle.
Perhaps due to the trauma experienced in his youth, Mandel Thompson remained single for the next decade or more.
He never pursued anyone.
At this point, when Samuel Thompson ntioned that they were going to have a big brother soon, Edward Thompson imdiately thought of Jean Beckman.
Especially since Jean Beckman had recently returned from studying abroad.
The Sumr family and the Thompson Clan had always gotten along well.
If Jean Beckman could truly end up with Mandel Thompson, it would indeed be a fine match.
Samuel Thompson squinted his eyes, “I asked brother if it was Sister Beckman, he said it wasn’t.”
“Not Sister Beckman?” Edward Thompson was sowhat surprised.
Apart from Jean Beckman, who else could thaw his brother’s frozen heart?
After saying that, Edward Thompson continued, “If not Sister Beckman, then who?”
Samuel Thompson shook his head, “But it’s also possible that brother is too embarrassed to admit it.”
Edward Thompson nodded, feeling there was so truth in Samuel’s words.
Mandel Thompson was a very sentintal person, and he probably wouldn’t forget Jean Beckman so quickly.
Especially since she was his saudade from his youth.
Saudade is sothing that remains in the heart for a lifeti.
Samuel Thompson stroked his chin, then added, “It looks like our family is going to have a big event soon.”
Just then, Mary Perryne walked by and, hearing this, she asked in confusion, “What big event is our family planning?”
Samuel Thompson naturally kept his brother’s secret and imdiately responded with a smile, “Isn’t our little sister coming back soon? I was discussing with Bob whether we should organize a welco party or sothing.”
Mary Perryne smiled and nodded, “You guys have considered this quite thoughtfully.”
Upstairs.
Mandel Thompson was in the study practicing calligraphy to calm his mind.
But soon he realized he couldn’t calm down at all.
He could not help but want to check his phone, opening WhatsApp.
What if Isla Astir was looking for him on WhatsApp?
Thinking it over, Mandel Thompson pinned Isla Astir’s WhatsApp chat to the top.
Isla Astir was equally restless.
As soon as she sat down, her mind was filled with thoughts of Mandel Thompson.
A love driven by both sides.
Thinking of this line, Isla Astir’s mouth slightly curved into a smile.
Just like Mandel Thompson, she picked up her phone, wondering if he would ssage her.
In different locations,
Both sat in a similar posture in their chairs, thinking about the sa thing.
At that mont, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.
At the sa ti, Isla Astir regained her composure and sat properly in front of the computer.
“Isla,” Eva Webster walked in carrying a plate of sliced fruit.
“Second cousin,” Isla Astir looked up.
Eva Webster smiled, “What are you thinking about, Isla? You seem so lost in thought?”
“Nothing much.”
Nothing much?
How could that be!
From Isla Astir’s deanor, it was clear she had a lot on her mind.
Saying it was nothing was just her not wanting to share with herself.
Maybe Isla Astir was planning how to steal Mandel Thompson away at that mont.
Eva Webster bit her lip, then subtly said, “Isla, how co I haven’t seen you discussing collaborations with Mr. Thompson lately?”
“The collaboration has already ended,” Isla Astir replied.
Eva Webster nodded.
She squinted her eyes, then continued, “I see Mr. Thompson visiting your house often; does he have feelings for you?”
Eva Webster was doing it on purpose.
How could Mandel Thompson have feelings for Isla Astir?
She just wanted to mislead Isla Astir then let Mandel Thompson grow to dislike her.
Eventually, Isla would have to watch helplessly as Eva got together with Mandel Thompson.
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