Chapter 353: Just as bad as his father!
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“That’s good.” Jasmine Yale nodded.
She knew that Sylvan Cheney had gone abroad. Just yesterday afternoon, she checked and confirmed that Sylvan Cheney was indeed not at home.
She took a distant look at Little Chale and then walked away.
Perhaps that might be the last time she sees Little Chale.
Thinking of the time spent with Little Chale, the corner of Jasmine’s mouth couldn’t help but curl up slightly.
Her heart felt sweet, as if honey was overflowing.
She still remembered how the little guy’s fair-skinned hand hooked around her neck…
At the thought of that, she glanced at her mobile phone screen.
The screen saver was still the one that Little Chale had changed.
As if guessing what was in her mind, Joe Heath tapped on the steering wheel, rather impatiently.
“When you get to Singapore, delete all these photos, why keep them?”
“You know shit.” Joe Heath couldn’t help but blurt out.
He was pretty clear about Jasmine Yale’s character. She often says one thing and does another.
He didn’t believe that she could forget that little rascal in a short time.
“Why do you care, I’m not a kid!” Jasmine Yale complained dissatisfiedly.
Under the mask, her big eyes were sparkling.
“Did you put on the necklace I gave you?” Joe Heath asked.
Joe Heath was slightly dissatisfied.
Did she think his taste was bad? Couldn’t she wear the necklace he bought?
The Porsche took a turn and steadily headed down a small road near the Cheney residence.
After driving for a while, Joe Heath stopped the car.
From here, they could see the entrance of the Cheney residence, but they wouldn’t be noticed by anyone from the Cheney residence.
As soon as the car stopped, Jasmine Yale craned her neck.
Looking forward in anticipation.
“The little monster probably hasn’t woken up yet.” Joe Heath said casually.
He found her distasteful. Was it necessary? Did she like kids that much?
Besides being a bit handsome and well-behaved, what else was good about that little thing?
Just as bad as his father!
And, very possessive!
The sun rose from the east, the sunlight piercing through the clouds, slanting onto the Cheney residence.
Even in winter, the Cheney residence still looked beautiful, with its pavilions, terraces and open halls.
Jasmine Yale didn’t feel much for this place anymore.
She had already left three years ago.
Her heart, however, was already calm.
Joe Heath glanced at his watch, it was seven in the morning.
So early, that little guy was probably still asleep.
“We agreed, just one look and we leave, don’t get sentimental later.” Joe Heath couldn’t help but remind her again.
“You’ve reminded me many times.”
“For someone who forgets easily, it needs to be repeated.”
“I don’t forget easily.”
Jasmine Yale fluttered her eyelashes.
“Do you feel reluctant leaving Landon?” Joe Heath asked, casually glancing at her.
“There’s nothing to feel reluctant about, there’s nothing here that I yearn for.”
“True, besides, there are quite a few people here that annoy you.”
Jasmine Yale didn’t say anything.
What Joe Heath said wasn’t wrong.
She didn’t expect Sylvan Cheney to return three years later, let alone meet the family she hadn’t seen in fifteen years.
Everything went terribly wrong.
Joe Heath didn’t feel much, but meeting Jasmine Yale seemed to be a big surprise in his life.
Jasmine Yale’s eyes were firmly fixed on the road ahead.
Just then, Sylvan Cheney’s Rolls-Royce drove out of the gate.
Her hand twitched slightly, and her eyelashes trembled.
The next second, she saw Chale Cheney.
But soon, she widened her eyes, and her pupils were filled with an ambiguous light..