Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 962

"Oh, they're friends of Mr. Donnelly. I was wondering why they were so imposing.

Jean Leith laughed and turned to look at Mr. Donnelly.

"So you know what happened in the hall earlier then.”

Mr. Donnelly did not know what the lady wanted. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile, "I know, but these two are my friends. Plus, it was an unintentional act to bump into you before. Please forgive…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Jean’s raised hand.

Immediately after, she turned around and walked towards Cathy Morrison.

Sean Miller stood up vigilantly and protected Cathy behind him. He asked in an unfriendly voice, "What do you want?"

Jean looked at him and raised her eyebrows.

"It's none of your business. I'll just have a word with her."

Behind him, Cathy stood up and tugged on Sean’s shirt.

"Sean, it's fine. Let her talk."

Only then did Sean let go with a cold face.

Jean sized up the woman in front of her.

She seemed to be extremely well maintained, and that kind of maintenance was different from the youthfulness of Jean’s face, which had been built up by countless high-end skincare products. This was a kind of youthfulness from the inside out, exuding a warm and serene temperament, just like the softest and most beautiful flower blooming in the grassland with a fresh breeze that one just could not resist liking.

Jean snorted and asked, "Your last name is Morrison?"

Cathy smiled slightly and said, "My name’s Cathy Morrison. You’re Miss Leith, right?"

Jean folded her arms and smiled proudly.

"Yes, my name is Jean Leith. I’m the eldest daughter of the Leith family. We’re considered acquaintances since we’ve fought. Although I disliked you before, I won't bother you since you’re a friend of Mr. Donnelly, so let's be friends," Jean said as she extended a hand.

Cathy paused for a moment.

She was not stupid. What was Jean Leith's identity?

The Leith family's eldest daughter was akin to the Leith family's eldest princess. In ancient times, the eldest princess was very powerful.

What about herself? Cathy was just an ordinary person living in seclusion in the desert all these years with Sean Miller. She rarely got involved in the circle of dignitaries, so why should she make friends with others?

Since Jean had said so, she could not refuse.

Therefore, she had no choice but to extend her hand, shook it with her gently, and smiled pleasantly.

"Alright."

Beside her, Sean frowned slightly, somewhat unable to understand Jean's behavior.

Not to mention Sean, even Mr. Donnelly, who was used to the marketplace and was the best at figuring out what people wanted, was also a little confused.

He originally thought that Jean came here to find trouble with Cathy.

However, it seemed that she was here to make friends?