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Chapter 922
Charlie continued, “He mentioned that he just saw Estelle from afar sitting in the garden. Even though he couldn’t
see clearly, he had a strong impression of Estelle due to the last incident, so he was certain he wasn’t mistaken.”
Jonathan tossed his pool cue on the table, his expression cold as ice, took out his phone and made a call, “Tell all
the companies under Cloud Top Corporation and Pure City CO. to sever ties with the Scott Group. If they refuse, put
them on the blacklist of the Lamont Group!”
Jonathan made several calls in a row.
Charlie, listening to the side, snickered, “What are you up to? Finally found a way to vent?”
Jonathan’s gaze was icy and fierce, “Even the things I don’t want, Manley doesn’t deserve to haver
Two days later
In a private mansion in the suburbs, Manley held a bowl of newly cooked medicinal soup from the kitchen to give to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEstelle.
Estelle, although blind, had become more sensitive to sound, so she heard Manley as soon as he approached the
door and immediately pretended to be asleep.
Manley put the soup bowl down and glanced at the girl on the bed, couldn’t help but chuckle, “Quit pretending,
hurry up and drink this soup.”
Estelle didn’t move, her eyes closed.
Manley sat by the bed, bending over to look at the girl, his eyes full of tenderness, “Come on, drink up, it’s good for
your recovery!”
Estelle still refused to wake up.
“If you don’t wake up, I’ll have to tickle you!” Manley said, reaching to dig into the blanket.
Estelle immediately opened her eyes, looking helplessly at Manley, “If I’ve done something wrong, let god punish
me. Please stop making me drink these medicinal soups and torturing me, okay?”
Who knew where he found those nutritionists, the medicinal soups they made tasted awful and hard to swallow.
After drinking it once, she felt her life was fading away!
Manley looked at her unfocused eyes, his heart ached. But he still managed to smile, trying to coax her, “Come on,
drink it one more time, I promise it tastes better than before!”
“I won’t!” Estelle was firm.
Manley had never seen this side of Estelle, a little stubborn and a little playful. Perhaps it was because she lost her
sight, she was no longer as aloof as before, which he found very endearing.
His heart hurt for her and softened. He could only resort to his trump card, bringing out something else in his hand,
knocking on it with his fingers.
“Knock knock knock!” His fingertip knocked on the lid, making a crisp sound. “I had the chef make ice cream, half
chocolate, half peach. Want to try?” Estelle frowned in dilemma. She knew if she wanted to eat, she had to pay the
price. She sighed, “I have one more condition!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“You name it!” Manley said with a laugh.
“Let me sit in the garden for a while.” Estelle said immediately.
She had been pestering Manley to take her to sit in the garden, but Magdalen happened to see and scolded Manley,
saying Estelle’s wounds couldn’t be exposed to the wind.
Since that day, Manley wouldn’t let her go out.
It was nearing the end of spring, the wind blowing in from the window had a fresh scent, she really wanted to go
out.
“Alright, the weather is nice today, I’ll take you out!” Manley agreed immediately.
Estelle also readily reached out her hand, “Pass me the bowl!”
Perhaps because she was looking forward to the ice cream and the chance to get some fresh air, the medicinal
soup didn’t taste as bad.
She didn’t know that every time she complained about the taste of the soup, Manley would ask the kitchen to
repeatedly revise the recipe. In order to help her taste test, he himself drank nearly ten bowls.
What she was drinking now was the product of the nutritionist’s repeated revisions.
After finishing the soup, Manley lifted Estelle onto the wheelchair and pushed her out to bask in the sun.
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