Noticing how Jennifer had put on makeup, Linda and Kevin reckoned the former had thought things through and agreed to dine with Peterson.
Lowering her head, Jennifer furrowed her brows while staring at the man’s right hand, which was stretched out. However, she did not reach for it. “Hi. I’m sorry, but I don’t have the habit of shaking hands with others.”
Peterson froze for a few seconds, but he was not mad about it. He simply offered a faint smile and retracted his right hand. “Happy birthday. I’ve reserved thirty tables at Grand Laurel today and put much effort into arranging this. I hope you will accept this invitation.”
After pausing briefly, he went on, “Initially, I plan on organizing it at Sky Garden, but it requires a one-month pre-booking, so it’s too late. Moreover, it seems like Sky Garden is having a renovation today, so I’ve selected Grand Laurel.”
Before Jennifer could utter a word, someone knocked on the door.
Jennifer’s heart skipped a beat. Is it Donald?
Hurriedly, she went to open the door and found herself greeted by the sight of a middle-aged couple at the door, sizing her up.
Jennifer was stunned. “Who are you?”
Peterson chuckled. “They’re my parents, and they’re currently operating a tea house at Terrandya Provincial Center.”
Exuding an imposing aura, the middle-aged couple entered while scanning the surroundings.
Leonard and Linda immediately stood up. “Welcome.”
With a deep voice, Brandon carried himself in the same way a person of high stature would.
Even Joshua dared not provoke someone like him, as only a person with a strong background such as Neil would not need a broker like Brandon.
Brandon had secretly accumulated an astounding connection of networks and owned an immense influence across the entire Terrandya. Furthermore, Brandon could easily dismiss some influential figures by lifting a finger.
That was how powerful brokers were.
“Let’s go. We’ll talk about it while we have our meal.” Brandon’s tone left no room for doubt.
Linda and Leonard immediately nodded. “Sure, off we go to Grand Laurel!”
However, Jennifer answered, “No. I have a date with Donald today.”
As soon as Linda heard her daughter’s response, the smile on her face immediately disappeared as it was instantly replaced with one of rage.
Glaring at Jennifer with palpable disdain as if she was about to skin her alive, Linda bellowed, “Donald. Donald again! He’s about to die. Why are you wasting your time on him!”
Kevin chimed in, “That’s enough, Jennifer! Has Donald not done enough harm to you and me? Tell me, what can he offer you?”
Leonard growled, “I’m sure I’ve told you to cut off all connections with Donald. Why won’t you listen?”
Peterson exchanged glances with his father, Brandon. “Donald?”
Jennifer replied, “That’s right. He’s my husband.”
Brandon instantly looked grim. “Forget about it then.”
Linda quickly walked toward them. “Mr. Walker, calm down. Please hear me out first. Donald and Jennifer are long divorced, and nothing happened between them. Until now, Jennifer is still an innocent lady!”
Leonard chimed in, “Yes, exactly. Besides, Donald is diagnosed with several types of cancer, so he’ll be dead soon. I’m afraid he’ll not even be able to make it past New Year!”
There was no way they would allow this marriage of convenience to be called off.
Although Jennifer would be reaching her thirties soon, Tyrone no longer mentioned anything concerning Jennifer.
Possessing such connection and wealth, Peterson was on a completely different level compared to Nigel and James.
After Linda and her family offered an explanation, Peterson’s and Brandon’s expressions slightly softened.
However, Jennifer could not be bothered. Heading toward the door, she glanced at the time and realized it was eight sharp.
Kevin yanked at her arms and dragged her back. “Where are you going? Get back here right now! Listen carefully. You have to go no matter what!”
While they were fighting, Donald suddenly appeared at the door and shot Kevin a cold glare. “Let go of her right now.”
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