NovelStartChapter 802 Finnley Arrived Home "Soon. The banquet is held in Jacksonville." Clarence didn't drive at high speed. "The landscape is beautiful outside. You can enjoy it." "Jacksonville?" Mya buttoned her lip, leaning against the back of the seat. She couldn't help but think about Finnley's grandfather.
She felt sorry. After all, she had promised Finnley, but her father insisted on taking her with them.
Morning.
A white Maybach entered the magnificent gate of Russell's Villa. Along a long tarmac, it headed to the outdoor parking lot.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe yard was as big as in Finnley's memories. All the valuable plants were carefully taken care of. Several cars were parked.
Servants and Maids were busy in the yard. The banquet hall had been decorated. The air was full of celebrating atmosphere.
In a room with an unlocked door, Pierre chatted with Benedict Russell, Finnley's grandfather.
"Eloise grew up with Finnley. They know each other well. They didn't need much time to fit each other before getting married," Pierre started the topic purposely again with a smile.
Although Benedict had turned 80, he was healthy and clear in logic. "One day is like three years when they are apart. Finnley hasn't returned home for years. Eloise should have become a stranger for him," he answered kindly without offending Pierre.
"Mr. Russell, | disagree." Pierre still tried to convince him. "Our families have been close for years, so we know each other very well. If Eloise marries Finnley, our two families will upgrade.” "I heard Finnley had a girlfriend already.” Benedict sipped some tea and asked, "Seen the news?" When Pierre felt too embarrassed to answer, the white Maybach was pulled over in the yard.
The door was open. Finnley got down.
Seeing him, Pierre found he had arrived home alone.
Therefore, he confirmed his thought. With a smile, he reminded the old man next to him. "Mr. Russell, Finnley is back." Benedict peeked out of the door, seeing a familiar figure walking towards him, which he hadn't seen for years.
Pierre added bluntly, "He doesn't have a girlfriend. If he had, he would have brought her back home. They were reported in the news. He wouldn't definitely introduce her to his family." Benedict was also confused as he had thought Finnley would return with his girlfriend.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStudying his expression, Pierre said affirmatively, "Finnley doesn't have a girlfriend for sure. Eloise must have annoyed him, so he made an excuse to upset her." "Good. He doesn't have a girlfriend.” Benedict smiled.
"The marriage..." "Let's talk about it some other day." Benedict looked at Pierre and said solemnly, "It's my birthday today. | need to check on my friend. He's changing his clothes. Please excuse me." With those words, Benedict didn't wait for his grandson but entered the house happily.
Seemingly he had something important to talk to his friend about.
In the yard, Eloise held the hemline of her dress and trotted towards Finnley in high heels. With joy, she yelled while panting, "Finnley! Finally, you are back! I've been waiting for you for three hours." Claire was trotting behind her. She stopped mid-step and watched the scene in frustration as she was slightly late. After rolling her eyes at Eloise, she turned around and went towards the house.
Eloise reached out to hold Finnley's arm shamelessly.
However, Finnley shook her hand off. "Stop it. | have a girlfriend." His voice was aloof and cold. Then he strode towards the house.
Eloise could tell others’ gazes on them. She didn't want to be disgraced, so the smile didn't fade off her face. Following Finnley, she looked up at him and asked, "How long will you stay here this time? Will you stay for a few days?" Finnley even didn't have the mood to reply to her. He fastened his pace and entered the house
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