NovelStartAfter the Lamborghini left Kelsington Bay, it headed for Aston’s temporary residence.
The vintage castle was a unique view of the area. The street lamps along the road to it emanated soft lights. There was no pedestrian on the way.
“The hotel must be expensive here.” Jennifer had heard of this place before but had never been there. “People with low taste wouldn't choose to stay here.” “Exactly. But ordinary ones cannot afford to stay here, either. It costs at least 100,000 bucks a night.” Ivan held her hand. “My friend likes peace and quiet, so he has had a block booking of the hotel.” “He's lavish with his money, isn't he?” Jennifer remarked, “I wish he could have donated such money to charity instead.” “He does charity, too. He's a young gentleman but looks mature. | believe you'll like his character.” “He must be an outstanding man to become your friend.” Jennifer started to look forward to meeting Aston.
She wore a celeste dress, perfectly decorating her beautiful shape. She looked graceful and lovely.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShortly after, the Lamborghini was pulled over in the hotel's yard.
The driver pulled the rear door open. Ivan and Jennifer got off. The unique environment reminded them of a film and television base.
Two ushers walked to them, bowing politely. “Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Marsh. Mr. Jones is waiting for you upstairs.” “OK.” Ivan squeezed Jennifer to his side. “Let's go upstairs.” They strode into the lobby.
Jennifer had a rough picture of Mr. Jones in her mind.
He was a young gentleman loving collecting jewelry, looking more mature than his actual age. She believed he must be an attractive man.
The image reminded her of an old friend of hers.
When arriving on the third floor along the stairs, they could see all furniture and decorations from the old times were well kept. All the paintings on the wall were authentic.
“This way, please, Mr. Marsh.” The two ushers led them to a door of a room after passing the corridor.
The door was opened. Jennifer settled into Ivan’s side, his arm wrapped securely around her as they walked in.
The man standing before the arc window was tall and sturdy, looking familiar to Jennifer. When he turned around, he wore a gentle smile. “Mr. Marsh, how have you been?” Jennifer was delighted, looking into his eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSnacks and fruits had been served with high-end mocha in a pot.
“I've been well. Thanks,” Marsh answered, feeling joyful to reencounter his old friend. They sat down on the sofa.
When Aston met Jennifer's gaze again, they both smiled more broadly.
“Let me make an introduction,” Ivan added, “This is my wife, Jennifer Brooks. You should have seen the news. | took her to our gathering as | want you to meet her.” Aston looked at Jennifer intensely, a smile touching his eyes. “Long time no see, Jennie.” Then he poured coffee into a mug and passed it to her.
“Long time no see.” Jennifer beamed at him.
Ivan gaped at them. His gaze swept between his wife and Aston. “You guys know each other?” Ivan was rarely THAT shocked. He was indeed dumbfounded.
“Right.” Aston picked up his mug. “Sorry, but | couldn't attend your wedding. Let me make a toast with the coffee.” Jennifer raised her mug with both hands. Ivan finally returned to his senses and followed suit, although he was still stunned.
“Wish you a wonderful marriage and happy forever,” Aston blessed them gently in a pleasant voice.
“Thank you.” They clinked the mugs and sipped the coffee. Ivan asked eagerly, “When did you guys meet?”
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