The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Isn’t Mr. Lynch Nathaniel Sloan? Puzzled, but Says Nothing.

Nathaniel Sloan collected his thoughts and asked again, "Should I arrange it?"

To his surprise, Estelle Lockwood shook her head. "All the seats must be arranged by now. Adding someone at the last minute would put Mr. Lynch in a difficult position."

A lump formed in Nathaniel Sloan’s throat. He suddenly remembered that while he had figured out his pen pal of five years, "Estelle Kendrick," was actually Estelle Lockwood, she still didn’t seem to know that *he* was Mr. Lynch.

Nathaniel Sloan suppressed the smile in his eyes. "It seems Mrs. Sloan cares a great deal about this Mr. Lynch."

Estelle Lockwood suddenly raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over to him, full of meaning. "What’s this, Mr. Sloan? Are you jealous?"

Nathaniel Sloan nodded, admitting it freely. "And if I am, what does Mrs. Sloan plan to do about it?"

Estelle Lockwood’s eyes narrowed. Thinking of Noelle Lockwood, of Thea York, of all the women fluttering around him, she couldn’t help but nod. ’Nathaniel Sloan really has a way with the ladies.’

’Especially since every single one of those "blossoms" wants to harm her children.’

So, she smoothed back her hair, rose, and slowly walked upstairs. Her red lips parted slightly. "Oh? In that case, you can just stay jealous."

A faint smile touched Nathaniel Sloan’s lips.

He made a call to Luke White. Luke understood immediately and arranged for the most luxurious private bidding room at the auction house.

...

The next day, Estelle Lockwood woke up early. When she went downstairs, she saw Luke White already waiting in the living room and greeted him.

Seeing her, Luke wanted to say that the auction seats had already been arranged.

But before he could open his mouth, he saw Estelle, a smile on her face, excitedly run out the door.

Luke: "...?" ’Isn’t Mrs. Sloan very concerned about the auction? She didn’t even ask about it?’

’I was going to tell her that since it’s our own auction, she doesn’t need to go through outside channels. We can arrange it directly.’

...

Estelle Lockwood took a taxi to Celestine Pavilion, a high-end private restaurant, arriving at the agreed-upon time.

From a distance, she saw a middle-aged man with the air of a sagacious immortal standing at the entrance of Celestine Pavilion.

Estelle Lockwood called out in pleasant surprise, "Uncle Kendrick! Have you been waiting long?"

This was Enzo Kendrick, the younger brother of the elder Uncle Kendrick. He had grown up in a Daoist monastery and only returned to the Kendrick Family for holidays, so Estelle was truly happy that he had come to Crestfall.

Enzo Kendrick wore a Zhongshan suit, and as he stood there, he exuded an aura of standing apart from the mortal world.

Hearing Estelle’s words, Enzo Kendrick waved his hand dismissively. "Not at all. I just got here myself. Come on, I’ve already booked a table."

Estelle was delighted and walked up to him. "Okay, Uncle. By the way, I haven’t gotten the invitation for the auction yet. I’ll ask around again and let you know when I hear something."

Enzo Kendrick was surprised. "Hmm? You still need an invitation?"

Estelle thought Enzo was suggesting she could use her five-year pen pal friendship with Mr. Lynch to attend the auction.

So she shook her head. "If I just show up unannounced like that, I’m afraid it would cause trouble for Mr. Lynch. Better not. I’ll ask someone else."

Enzo Kendrick: "...?"

’What she said makes a lot of sense, but isn’t Mr. Lynch your husband? You can’t even go to an auction hosted by your own husband?’

’Confused, perplexed, but respectful.’

Just as Enzo Kendrick was about to speak, a commotion erupted at the entrance of Celestine Pavilion. A shrill female voice shrieked, "What do you mean I can’t come in? Are you looking down on me?!"

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