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Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 1391

At 3pm, Bonnie was on time for her appointment.

The Pear Garden at Capital is no different from any other place, it's all about listening to theater.

When she walked in, a civet cat was playing on the three-meter high stage.

And Old Mr. Jones sat in a chair at the bottom of the stage, his wrinkled fingers tapping on the table like a wheel of years.

It was very pleasant.

"Grandpa." Bonnie walked up to the front and opened her mouth in greeting.

Old Mr. Jones did not look up, his voice was cold and indifferent, "Miss. Pearson, there are no outsiders here, so there is no need to pretend to be close, I still prefer you to call me Old Mr. Jones."

The title of grandfather is for those who are close to you.

Bonnie?

Not worthy!

Bonnie's eyes flickered, but in the end she spoke as he had asked, "Old Mr. Jones."

Old Mr. Jones then turned his head, "What do you want from me, say it!"

"I know what deal you made with Sebastian, trading me being acknowledged by you for Sebastian's mother being kept hidden." Bonnie spoke.

"Impressive, isn't it?" Old Mr. Jones picked up his tea and took a sip, "But in my opinion, it's muddled!"

It's just a woman who deserves Sebastian's attention.

Even made a special trip just to bargain with him.

Erotic on the head, it is difficult to become a great tool!

"I think he's confused, too." Bonnie spoke softly.

This answer surprised Old Mr. Jones and he gave Bonnie an extra look, "You think he's confused too?"

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