Estelle Lockwood sat on the sofa, a male escort behind her kneading her shoulders, and a girl in front of her massaging her legs.
In front of her, Kian Winslow was even pouring her a drink.
It really did make Kian Winslow look like he was the one hired to entertain.
Kian Winslow nearly choked, his face flushing red with anger. "Drink more!"
Estelle Lockwood raised an eyebrow. "Alright."
...
Jasper Kingston was a little worried. "Nathaniel, Miss Lockwood is a woman, after all. Drinking like this is bad for her stomach. We should make them stop."
The words immediately infuriated Nathaniel Sloan. "It has nothing to do with me."
"I’ve never met your wife, but Kian Winslow said she looks a lot like Estelle Lockwood. Is she the Estelle Lockwood from back then?" Jasper Kingston suddenly asked.
Nathaniel Sloan resisted the question internally.
"It seems not. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to stand her drinking like this either," Jasper Kingston said with a smile.
A gentle look flashed in the man’s eyes, as if he were testing the waters, yet also genuinely interested. "I find Miss Yara Lockwood very interesting, Nathaniel. Since she has nothing to do with you, I’m going to pursue her."
Nathaniel Sloan whipped his head around!
"You’ve taken a liking to her?"
Jasper Kingston’s expression was calm. "Yes."
"No!" Nathaniel Sloan blurted out without thinking.
Jasper Kingston’s words were pointed. "She has nothing to do with you. Why not?"
"She looks too much like Estelle."
Jasper Kingston shook his head. "So what? There are plenty of people in the world who look alike. Just because your wife looked like this, you can’t stand in the way of my happiness, can you?"
Nathaniel Sloan frowned deeply. ’Happiness?’
’Yara Lockwood? That woman?’
"She also has two children. She’s not right for you." Although Zachery and Mia hadn’t said so explicitly, Nathaniel Sloan had already guessed they were Yara Lockwood’s children.
Who would have thought Jasper Kingston would say, "It’s fine. I don’t mind. It’s rare to meet such an interesting woman."
An indescribable frustration welled up inside Nathaniel Sloan. He had no relationship with Yara Lockwood, no standing whatsoever to stop this. "You can’t..."
"Could it be that you’ve taken a liking to her too?" Jasper Kingston mused. "That makes sense. Estelle Lockwood has been dead for five years. It’s understandable for you to fall for another woman."
"I haven’t!" Nathaniel Sloan’s brows shot together. "Besides Estelle, I will never love another woman."
"Good." Jasper Kingston nodded.
Before Nathaniel Sloan could say another word, Jasper Kingston had already stepped forward, walked up to Estelle Lockwood, and asked in a gentle voice, "Miss Lockwood, are you alright? You should stop drinking. I’ll take you home."
Kian Winslow was not happy. "Jasper, we haven’t had enough to drink yet! Besides, where are you going to take her home? Don’t think I don’t know, this woman is living at Nathaniel’s house right now!"
Kian Winslow had just called Noelle Lockwood and found out that Yara Lockwood had imitated Estelle Lockwood and driven Noelle out of Imperial Crest.
How could Kian Winslow tolerate that? He sneered, "Keep drinking, Miss Lockwood. If you’re going to be the mistress, you have to act the part. You can’t just give up halfway."
Jasper Kingston frowned. "Kian Winslow!"
Kian Winslow pouted. "It’s the truth! Everyone knows Nathaniel is going to marry Noelle. This woman moves into his house and drives out his fiancée. What’s wrong with me calling her out on it..."
"Young Mr. Winslow."
Estelle Lockwood leaned back on the sofa, propping her chin on her hand and chuckling. "Have you gotten something wrong?"
"What could I have gotten wrong..."
"My business partner is Mr. Kingston. Today, he’s the only one I need to show any respect. You and Nathaniel Sloan are just accessories."
"If you want to stand up for Noelle Lockwood, don’t take it out on me. Star Group needs the Kingston Group’s partnership, but crushing your Winslow Family would be a piece of cake. Understand?"


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