The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 1166

Corinne's lips twitched for a second. She then ate a big mouthful of the crawfish. "And yet, you keep showing your face in front of me even when I ignore you."

Jason put a freshly-peeled crawfish next to her lips. "That's why I'm working hard to make you not ignore me."

Corinne was not used to being fed by another person, so she stabbed the crawfish with her fork before putting it into her mouth.

Jason did not mind her rejection. "Do you want to know what the Holdens are doing?" he asked with a smile.

Corinne was a little taken aback by the sudden question and said nothing.

She had been avoiding using her electronic devices or contacting Xante and Aaron the whole day. She was worried Jeremy would hunt her down using GPS technology. Although she had no idea what was going on with the Holdens, she could probably guess it.

The Holdens must have mobilized their entire household staff to look for her since she was carrying their bloodline. They would never allow their kin to be wandering like a hobo outside.

Not wanting to talk about the Holdens, Corinne changed the topic. "You're right. The crawfish is delicious. Where did you buy it from? Can you send me the address later?"

Jason raised his eyebrow. "What's the point of sending you the address? You'll be going abroad soon enough, so it's not like you can buy it anymore."

"Oh, right. I nearly forgot about it," said Corinne nonchalantly.

"Tsk! Don't scare me like that. I thought you'd changed your mind and wanted to go back to Jeremy."

"I was the son of a distant relative of his. Both of my parents died, and for that reason, I was chosen to be his adopted son. Growing up, I was raised to be his successor. This house was where we lived as a family."

'That solves the mystery,' thought Corinne. She could not help but look at Jason with sympathy for the same plight they found themselves in when they were mere kids.

Though he was lucky to be chosen to be a rich family's successor, he must have felt trapped at the same time since he had no say in anything. Both he and Corinne grew up living under somebody else's roof with no sense of belonging.

"How old were you when they adopted you?" asked Corinne.

"Around seven or eight years old. I can remember almost everything about my birth parents."