Chapter 22 She Flirted With The Wrong Man
At the Jefferson Mansion.
A black car was driven straight to the Mansion and then stopped steadily at the gate.
The woman getting off the car had an eye-catching slender legs, a waist that so slim that it seemed one arm could wrap it around, and a delicate and pretty face that was only the size of a palm.
And the beauty spot under one of her eye especially made her look charming and flirtatious.
Alan went forward to greet her respectfully, "Miss Angelina, welcome back."
Angelina asked with a smile, "Uncle Alan, is Grandpa up yet?"
"Yes, he got up half an hour earlier than before this morning after knowing you're coming."
"Really? I'm going to see Grandpa."
After entering the house, Angelina saw her grandfather, Abraham, sitting on a recliner for a rest with his eyes being closed.
There was still an unfinished chess game at hand, and it was not clear whether the black or the white would be the winner.
Angelina relaxed her movements and obediently sat opposite to Abraham.
"Stop moving the chess!" Abraham stopped Angelina in a loud voice.
Abraham sat up slowly, then pulled Angelina's hand away, and said, "I don't want to play chess with you."
Angelina ignored his words at all, and instead said coquettishly, "Grandpa, isn't it that you put the chess here and wait for your granddaughter to come back and play it with you?"
Abraham snorted, "So you are back just to play chess? It's totally clear that you have come to some agreement with the Fuller family, and you are here to make me frustrated."
"Grandpa, a couple that is forced to get married will definitely be unhappy. Besides, I want to accompany you for much more years, so I don't want to get married."
"Nonsense!" Abraham immediately retorted angrily, "If you don't get engaged or married, no one will pick up your body in time after you die at home!"
Angelina showed a sweet smile and replied, "Grandpa, that's wrong. After a person die, there's no need for him to be afraid that no one will pick up his body."
Abraham was speechless after hearing her words.
Angelina quickly took a white chess piece, put it on the chess board, and said, "Let's play chess, Grandpa."
Abraham sighed helplessly, "I know you have always been thoughtful since you were a child. I'm old now, so I can't ask you to listen to me anymore."
Even so, he still couldn't resist playing chess with Angelina.
Alan happened to bring some fruit over and couldn't help but say, "Miss Angelina, you may not know what your grandfather said yesterday. He said if you really don't want the engagement, it can be cancelled, because he don't want you to feel wronged."
Angelina put down the white chess piece and nodded with a smile, "Grandpa just always scares me, but actually he loves me the most."
Angelina kept yawning before finishing the chess game.
Abraham took a look at her and then took all of the white chess pieces next to her hand to his side, saying, "The people of the Fuller family will arrive. Don't let them see your sleepy look. It's impolite."
"Let's finish this game. I'm going to win."
Abraham snorted, "I don't want to go on the game."
Angelina couldn't help laughing, because she knew her grandfather wanted her to have a rest and just used the Fuller family as an excuse.
The maids in the Mansion cleaned Angelina's room every day whether she came back or not, so she really had a good rest.
She didn't wake up until the guests came.
Henry had two sons, Herman, Ishmael's father, and Keith.
Herman's mother died of dystocia when giving birth to Herman, and Henry remarried years later.
Then Henry died unexpectedly, and the property of the Fuller family was handed over to Herman to take charge. While Keith went to live abroad with his mother.
Therefore, although Keith was Ishmael's uncle, they were similar in age.
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