NovelEnglishOld Mr. Jones was so angry that he couldn't be bothered to whisper to Bonnie.
Simply breathe out of the nostrils and coldly throw down two random words.
Then it turned around and left.
The back is as angry as it can get.
Talia was a little taken aback and reached out to tug on Bonnie's sleeve, "Why don't we go to the housekeeper and ask, or just find
a guest room on the first floor and stay there."
Bonnie then began to analyze with her, "Will Old Mr. Jones have a better impression of us if you go to the guest room?"
Talia shook her head, "Of course not, this little thing, I'm afraid he will not even put in mind."
"It doesn't matter," Bonnie spread her hands, "since we can't change his impression of us, we might as well be as comfortable as
we can be."
After a pause, he added, "And we'll only be staying for a while, so when we catch Auntie Nancy in the act, we'll be able to leave."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Seems like it." Talia thought it made sense, so she nodded and stopped talking.
Finally, Bonnie selected the room at the end of the corridor on the second floor.
This room has a large floor-to-ceiling window, and with the curtains drawn, it looks right into the not-too-distant aliyah.
What a coincidence that the room that could be seen happened to be Nancy's.
At this moment Nancy also happened to pull open the curtains, holding a cup of coffee and admiring the view outside the window.
Bonnie then waved her arms tically to catch Auntie Nancy's eye.
When she turned her head over, she broke out into a wide, unmistakable smile.
The coffee in Auntie Nancy's hand was not steady and spilled directly onto her body.
Large clumps of dark brown stains haloed away, even from a distance, Bonnie could see clearly.
It seems that Auntie Nancy is in a very unsettled mood about her moving in!
It is indeed as Bonnie thought.
Auntie Nancy was really unfazed.
She changed her clothes and crunning to Bonnie in a blaze of glory.
Standing in the doorway, those almond eyes were full of anger, "Who let you live in here, Bonnie, didn't you always say you didn't
want to live in here?"
Bonnie was calm, "Cto think of it, since my husband is the heir to the Jones Family, it doesn't seem to be a problem forto
move in and enjoy the benefits."
The three words "heir", Bonnie deliberately increased the tone of voice.
Nancy's face sank again, hating her teeth.
"A person who grew up in a small city, how much can he do, and still presto inherit the Jones Family's family fortune, don't
dream, all these things, should belong to Jay!"
No matter what, Nancy is firmly on Jay's side.
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She only recognizes Jay as the heir.
Bonnie was actually quite puzzled.
It is clear that Auntie Nancy has her own illegitimate son, so why not fight for the position to her own son?
More important than the nephew, of course, is the real son ah.
It's because | can't let my son suffer, so I'm looking for Jay to be a cow and a horse.
Or is it because, that son is Jay?
No sooner had the thought started than Auntie Nancy interrupted it.
"Hurry up and move out, the Jones Family doesn't welcyou, and I'm even more uncomfortable with you, if you dare to stay
here, be careful I'm not polite to you."
Nancy is not afraid to tear her face off and give a direct, cold warning.
Bonnie's attitude becmore condensed and asked rhetorically, "Is Auntie Nancy being polite tonow?"
"What do you mean?" Nancy expressed her disbelief, "What, trying to frme and say I've already harmed you?"
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