Chapter 172
Hansel had never come into contact with any women in his life. In the Majest family, there were only men.
His adoptive father had always kept women at a distance, so the three boys grew up with a similar attitude and weren’t used to women approaching thein.
However, his sister was different. She was the little princess of the Majest family.
Hansel thought for a moment and sent a message to the group chat of him and his two brothers.
Hansel (Do you guys know what girls like?
Gordon: [Who are you? Why are you asking about women, those terrifying creatures?]
Frederick: [Hansel, are you in love? When did this happen?]
Hansel looked at the messages, his eyes turning cold. I shouldn’t have asked that two brats! he thought.
Seeing Hansel frowning and typing on his phone. Audrey thought he had work to deal with She said, “Mr. Majest, if you have something to handle, just go ahead.”
Tm not busy. Let’s talk for a bit more.” Hansel couldn’t wait to spend more time with Audrey. If he missed the opportunity when his brothers found out about their sister, he wouldn’t have any chance to be with her.
They had wanted a younger sister since they were kids. If they had one, they would pamper her like a princess. Every time Hansel saw someone else with a younger sister, he felt extremely envious. Now that his dream had finally come true, he wouldn’t let go of this opportunity.
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Audrey looked at the man in front of her and found his actions a little strange. She narrowed her eyes, waiting to see w was up to. At this point, she received a message from Dylan. [Are you done? It’s been more than an hour]
Audrey looked at the message, knowing Dylan was unhappy but didn’t dare to complain to her. She smiled and replied: [Yup.]
Hansel noticed Audrey sending messages and the faint smile on her lips. When he thought of the information he had found out during the investigation, his face darkened, and his heart ached.
“Ms. Hernandez, I heard Mr. Clifford from Northville is pursuing you. I don’t think he’s a good match for you. Tell me what kind of man you like. I’ll set you up with someone more excellent”
The Majest family was the richest in the world and held significant global influence. As the little princess and heiress of the family. Audrey deserved the best man. Even if she wanted a bunch of lovers, Hansel had no objections.
Hansel did not take Dylan seriously, not to mention he had done something to hurt his sister. Even if those things had never happened, Hansel didn’t think Dylan was good enough for his sister. He wasn’t even qualified to shine Audrey’s shoes!
In Hansel’s eyes, his sister was the best in the world, and no man was worthy of her.
“Mr. Majest, seems like you’re quite interested in matchmaking.” Audrey put her phone aside and looked at Hansel, raising her eyebrows.
“I just don’t think Mr. Clifford deserves you.” Hansel wouldn’t do matchmaking for ordinary people, but his sister was different. She deserved someone who cherished and loved her.
“Mr. Majest, thank you, but no need.”
Hearing Audrey’s words, Hansel sighed in his heart. It seemed that his sister still loved Dylan and it wouldn’t be easy to separate them. “Alright then. Let me know if you need any help.”
Hansel did not dare to make it too obvious, afraid that it would upset his sister and make her dislike him.
In the VIP room opposite, Dylan stared at the phone in his hand, his face gloomy.
He had sent a few messages in a row, but Audrey never responded after a brief reply of “Yun*
Dylan looked any conversation. Moreover, the two of them up at the closed door again. It had been two hours, enough t were not familiar. How could they have so many things to talk about?
The more Dylan thought about it, the more upset he became. His intense frustration seemed to emanate from him, creating an almost tangible icy aura
Just at this point. Freya appeared.
When she visited the Ken family’s house for her aunt Alice, Freya walked by the garden and saw Josh on the phone. She didn’t intend to eavesdrop, but she accidentally heard Dylan’s name, so she secretly listened for a while.
When Freya heard Josh mock Dylan for waiting for his sweetheart alone in a club, she thought for a moment, waved goodbye to Alice, and then went to the club.
When she saw that Dylan was the only one in the VIP room, Freya’s eyes lit up. She flipped her long hair and smoothed her dress. If she had known that she would see Dylan today, she would have changed into a beautiful dress.
Mr. Clifford what a coincidence! I didn’t expect you to be here!” Freya said.
Freya walked into the room with a smile, her high heels clicking on the floor and her makeup perfectly done. When she saw Dylan look over, she immediately put on her most captivating demeanor.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
Dylan was staring coldly at the VIP room opposite, but suddenly, someone blocked his view. “Get out!” he roared, his eyes blazing with anger.
Dylan was from a wealthy family. After he took over his family business, many women tried to get close to him. So he saw through the greed and desire in Freya’s eyes with a single glance and lost his patience.
Freya abruptly stopped in her tracks and the perfect smile froze on her face. After pausing for a moment, she looked at Dylan and forced a gentle smile. “Mr. Clifford, don’t you recognize me? I’m Josh’s cousin, Freya. We’ve met a few times.
Although the Simpson family wasn’t that powerful, what Freya had achieved in medicine made her a recognized genius throughout ladale City. She did not believe an outstanding man like Dylan could resist her charm.
Freya thought Dylan wasn’t interested in her because he knew little about her. Once he learned about her talents and abilities. he would definitely fall for her.
Dylan raised his head slightly, shifting his gaze from the door of Audrey’s VIP room to Freya. When he saw the fake smile on Freya’s face, he became even more impatient. “Get out!”
Dylan had always been cold and aloof. He had never experienced the feeling of being loved by his parents, so he was incapable of loving anyone. Only when he was with Audrey, the shell of his coldness and self–restraint would shatter bit by bit.