Ice and Fire novel Chapter 274

It was incredible that Jean could actually talk with Jackson's son in such a polite and nice manner. 'How can this happen?' she thought. Although earlier Joe had been mean to her, she still wanted to have lunch with him.

"Grab lunch with you? Why would I do that?" asked Joe coldly, just like his father always did.

"Because I'm you Aunt, your mother's sister. By the way, I'm Jean."

"Jean?" Joe thought that he might have heard the name a long time ago. Had his mother ever mentioned it to him before? Perhaps not, but he thought that if Jean was telling the truth, then she was his aunt.

Joe pondered for a few moments, and considered that it was unlikely for her to harm him. If that was the case, then having lunch with her might clarify some things that his parents had tried to keep hidden away from him.

"Wait here, I'm going to speak with my class teacher and ask for a leave, " said Joe indifferently.

"Alright, I'll wait. That's my car, " said Jean, while pointing at a white sports car not far away from the place she was standing.

"Go to your car and wait for me inside. I'm in no mood to hear my pals talking about you and me together, " said Joe.

"As you wish, " answered Jean.

Ten minutes later, Joe came out of the school building carrying his backpack. He handed the leave application to the porter and then walked out through the school gate.

As soon as he got inside Jean's car, Joe asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"Do you know a good restaurant?" asked Jean amiably.

"Sichuan cuisine is fine with me, " answered Joe earnestly.

"Then let's go to a Sichuan restaurant nearby, " replied Jean. She then started the car's engine and drove away.

Sitting at the Sichuan restaurant, Jean couldn't enjoy the food on the table, and most of the time she just watched the boy eating. Honestly speaking, she actually liked Joe, and the way that he ate his food and his gestures made her feel warm deep down in her heart. Was it because of the maternal instinct? Maybe it was.

Joe didn't pay too much attention to the woman sitting opposite to him, and he just lowered his head and gulped down the food in front of him. Jean's expression and warm glances meant nothing to him.

Joe soon had food stains all around his mouth, and when Jean saw this, she hastily grabbed some tissues and wiped them off. "Take your time, Joe, " patiently said Jean.