Novel - Drama Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Estelle instinctively wanted to hide her hand behind her, but then she thought that this action would
seem too guilty, so she held back and didn’t move.
In the game, she had blown up Henson, and she herself had been killed by someone else with a single
shot
Henson resisted the urge to kick Estelle to death, but instead defended her, saying. “Uncle, I’m done
with my homework!”
Jonathan was a bit surprised, glanced over Estelle’s face, and walked towards the desk, ‘Let me seel
Henson showed his homework to Jonathan, and, as expected, it was all completed and corrected. The
mistakes were fixed, and some even had summaries. novelbin
Jonathan became even more amazed and looked at Estelle.
Estelle stared back with her clear, big eyes, “I promised Henson that I’d play the game with him after
finishing the homework.”
Jonathan smiled faintly, put down the homework, and said to Henson, “Good job, keep playing!”
After saying this, he left the room.
Estelle let out a breath without changing her expression, and exchanged a glance with Henson, both
feeling like they had survived a disaster.
Henson mocked, “Are you so afraid of my uncle?”
Estelle blurted out, “Aren’t you?”
Henson raised his eyebrows, “My uncle would scold me when he’s angry, but he’s not gonna scold you,
what are you afraid of?”
“I, Estelle stammered, awkwardly saying, “Who said I’m afraid of him?”
Henson looked at her sarcastically.
Estelle, annoyed, picked up her phone, “Forget about your uncle, let’s continue the game.”
Henson opened his tablet, threatening, “If you dare blow me up again, I’ll shoot you first!”
Estelle laughed guiltily, “No more, no more!”
When Estelle left, she didn’t see Jonathan. It was still the driver who sent her back. As soon as she left
the villa, her mood suddenly brightened.
With some people, you don’t need to see them. Just in the same room with them will put you under
tremendous
pressure.
Jonathan hadn’t gone out all morning. During lunch, the large dining table was laid out with a flavorful
ten-course meal and a soup, but Jonathan and Henson were the only two people eating.
Jonathan took a few sips of soup, put down the spoon, and asked, “How do you feel about the new
teacher?”
“Not bad!” Henson nodded.
Jonathan mocked, “Because she plays games with you?”
Henson unimpressed, “There are many people who are willing to play games with me, but I didn’t say
they are. good!”
He looked proud, “Actually, I just pity her!”
“Why is she pitiable?” Jonathan asked casually.
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Henson frowned, “She didn’t have parents since childhood, only a grandfather, who is sick “
Jonathan raised his eyebrows, Did she tell you that?”
“Yeah”
“But you can’t keep her just for this reason Im hiring a tutor, not helping the poor Jonathan said
indifferently Henson thought for a moment. It’s not entirely because of that Anyway, I can actually follow
her lessons”
“Okay” Jonathan didn’t say anything else, “As long as you can accept her, then let’s settle this”
Henson nodded in agreement.
Jonathan suddenly felt that whether Estelle was really miserable or just pretending, she did have some
talent
Estelle took the Lamont family’s car and got off at the University of J City. She then took a bus back to
the
villa
After passing the eastern suburbs, the road gradually widened, and the green trees on both sides
formed a canopy. The large forest park, the famous Whispering Lake of J City and the rolling
mountains could be seen.
High-scale villa districts were hidden among the green trees, with beautiful scenery and fresh air.
Compared to the crowded and noisy city center, this place was heaven on earth.
As she went to pick up her bike, Emily from the coffee store called out to her, “Ella, come in!”
“Sure!” Estelle replied.
She entered the store which wasn’t too crowded, with a few groups of customers sitting in the corners.
Emily pulled Estelle over to a wooden chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, “Hang on!”
Estelle saw a wooden table with a glass vase containing blooming yellow daisies, which perfectly
matched the refreshing day.
Emily brought over a wooden tray filled with pastries and put them one by one on the table: a peach
pudding, a chocolate mousse, and a large cup of passion fruit iced tea..
Estelle’s eyes sparkled – she loved all of these.
“Enjoy, they’re all yours!”
Emily had a round face, big eyes, black-rimmed glasses, and when she smiled, two dimples appeared
on her cheeks she looked very cute.
Estelle began eating the pudding with her spoon.
Emily propped her face up with her hands and grinned at her.
Estelle would always leave her bike outside the coffee store when she went out. After doing that a few
times, the two became friends.
“Ella, during your summer vacation this year, you can do an internship. Do you have any ideas what
you want to do?” Emily asked.
Estelle held her spoon and shook her head, “Haven’t thought about it yet.”
“So, do you have any dreams or things you want to do?”
Estelle thought for a moment and said earnestly. “I want to buy Villa del Sol.”
She loved Villa del Sol, but it wasn’t hers. If she and Jonathan divorced, she would have to move out.
Emily tapped the table, “Can you think of something more realistic?”
Estelle stopped talking, finished her pudding, and started eating cake.
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“By the way, Ella, have you ever encountered Jonathan while working at Villa del Sol? Emity suddenly
asked with a gossipy tone
Emily had always thought Estelle was working at Villa del Sol to earn tuition fees
Estelle replied truthfully, “No.”
“Oh,” Emily rested her chin, “That’s a pity!”
Emily was studying architectural design, and it was said that Villa del Sol’s villa was designed and built
by Jonathan himself. She had always admired Jonathan.
After chatting for a while, Estelle got up to leave, and Emily gave her another piece of cake.
Estelle took the cake, rode her electric bike, turned around Maple Street, and entered Villa del Sol.
Villa del Sol was a hill, a privately-owned little hill.
On both sides of the winding road, there were towering trees blocking out the sun completely. As soon
as you step onto the green path, the heat vanishes, and you feel refreshed and energetic.
The villa was located halfway up the hill. When a small bike driving towards it, the carved iron gate
automatically opens. Inside, there’s a vast and neatly maintained lawn, a glass greenhouse, centuries-
old flowering trees… To the right of the bluestone path is the main living area with an American-style
design. Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see Max lying on the pure white carpet.
Seeing her enter, Max races out.
Estelle squats down and hugs Max, thinking about the dog that Jonathan has now, feeling a bit
heartbroken. She pats the cake box in her hand, I’ll share half of this with you later!”
Max gets even more excited, spinning around Estelle non-stop.
Once inside the house, before Wilma comes out of the kitchen, Max has already brought over the soft
slippers, waiting for Estelle to change her shoes.
“Why are you so well-behaved today?” Estelle says with a warm smile.
Wilma comes out, takes the cake from Estelle’s hand, and laughs gently, “If you wanted cake, ma’am,
you could’ve just told me. The ones from outside aren’t that good.”
“It’s from Emily!” Estelle explains. Wilma loves to make her all kinds of snacks and doesn’t like her
eating stuff from outside.
Knowing Emily, Wilma smiles and nods, “Then tomorrow, I’ll have Mr. Wagner bring some fresh fruits to
Emily when he goes out.”
“Just do it as you see fit!” Estelle laughs and heads upstairs with Max.
After taking a shower and sharing the cake with Max, Estelle gets a call. She glances at the phone and
answers, “Jason.”
“What are you doing?” The man’s voice is deep and magnetic, with a subtle hint of a smile.
“Eating.” Estelle sips the cream from her fingertip.
“Today, Lady Copeland, the third wife, called and specifically asked King himself to design a jade
necklace. The offer is 10 million, just for the design fee.”
Estelle raises her eyebrows. The third wife of the Copeland family? She’s quite generous this time.”
This third wife is a senior VIP of GK Jewelry Studio, a former model. Although she married into a
wealthy family, she’s a bit petty. She buys hundreds of thousands of jewelry pieces, but haggles over a
thousand-dollar packaging box with the salesperson. How come she suddenly became this generous
this time?
“Next month is Old Mrs. Copeland’s 80th birthday, and it’s almost time to divide the family property. The
third wife wants a bigger share, so she has to find a way to please the old lady. Are you available? Do
you want to
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take the job?”
Estelle chuckles, “Why not? Money is there for the take. A month should be enough.”
“Alright, I’ll let her know tomorrow.” Jason pauses, and then asks, “When are you coming to the design
studio?” Estelle playfully rolls her eyes, sucking on a yogurt straw, “How about the weekend? I’ll let
you know.”
“Great, see you then!”