Chapter 299

The atmosphere in the Stephenson family had been rather oppressive and heavy recently.It was
mainly because young master Geoffrey had fallen out with his father.

Geoffrey scolded his father in a very childish voice, "Why are you bullying Aunt Zhu?"

As he spoke, he became anxious, "I saw her crying.I chased after her and called her, but she ignored
me.She has never ignored me before.Apologize to her quickly...I do not want to speak to you.I don't
take you as my father anymore!"

"Geoffrey, don't talk nonsense!"

If the grandparents of the Stephenson family weren't at home that day, the mess would have been
endless.

In the end, Geoffrey held the huge dominoes in his arms and threw himself into his grandmother's
arms.

The proud young master actually cried too, and he could not stop crying.

No matter how the two elders coaxed him, he still kept shedding tears.

"I didn't realize that you little brat is quite patient."

"That's for sure"

He squirmed and blushed.

"If I give you a lot of dominoes, you won't have the patience to put them together."

"I can definitely spell it!"



He knew this foolish Aunt Zhu was trying to make him angry.

"That's true.Both you and your father are so perverted.You can put them together even if there are 1
million dominoes.You will definitely end up with a flick of your fingers and watch those dominoes falling
down sinisterly.It will be very refreshing in an instant"

Crystal knew their peculiar interests very well.

Holding his present, the more young master Stephenson thought about it, the sadder he became.He
cried aloud and swore to his father in a domineering manner.

"This is my gift.Why did you lose my gift...I won't let you touch my things in the future.This is mine!"

In fact, Chandler was innocent, and he didn't mean to lose the gift.

It was late at night.

In the early morning, the bar was bustling with singing and noise.

"Why did you offend your son?"

Charles Shepherd received a call from his good friend and rushed to the bar, only to find that Chandler,
a gentleman in disguise, was drinking sullenly.

"Doesn't Geoffrey listen to you very much? Is he in his rebellious youth?"

Charles also waved for a glass of rocked whiskey.

Chandler raised his hand and finished the half-glass wine.He usually didn't drink much, and now he
was a little drunk and his mind was a little muddled.He shook his head and muttered to himself in a
mixed voice.



"Damn it, I've treated him so well since he was born, but now he goes against me."

"Against what?" Charles asked curiously.

But Chandler took another glass with a gloomy face and continued drinking.

Obviously, he did not want to talk about it.

Charles frowned and looked at his face, "Hey, don't drink if you can't."

His cheeks were red and his face was pale.

Charles really didn't know how much he had drunk before.

Out of consideration for his friend's health, Charles reached out to grab his glass.

Usually, Chandler was very rational, and he would not drink too much even when he was socializing.

But now Chandler was a little annoyed, and he got rid of Charles with anger as if Charles was a
busybody, "Charles, I asked you to come out and drink with me.I didn't want you to care so much.You
now really become the butler as Christina said"

Charles was furious at the mention of Christina.

He retorted quickly, "Chandler, don't forget at that time when your brother was not there, and you drank
so much that you suffered from stomach...Even the doctor has said that you will have stomach cancer
if you keep drinking like this!"

"Charles, shut up!"

Chandler seemed to be provoked by some words, and his whole body trembled.He gritted his teeth and
roared, but it also seemed that he was running away from something.



Charles also realized that he had said the wrong thing and did not dare to mention "His brother" again.

Everyone had a past that they could not bear to mention.

Those wounds were too painful, and the carrier of the wounds would bleed once the wounds were
uncovered.

Christmas was supposed to be a very happy festival, but it seemed that everyone was in a bad mood
during Christmas.

Charles shook the rock in his glass in boredom and asked, trying to clear the atmosphere, "Do you
know what Patrick has been up to recently?"

Last time in Hongkong, Charles argued with Patrick on the phone, afterwards Charles did not visit
Patrick again.

For many years as friends, it was the first time they fought like this.

Charles also had a temper.He had so many friends anyway.

What was so great about this man named Hopkins? Then a few days ago, the old master of Hopkins
family actually called Charles.

Grandpa Hopkins was also stubborn as he was obviously concerned about his grandson, but he didn't
say it directly.

He beat around the bush for a long time before asking Charles what Patrick was doing recently.

"Grandpa said Patrick hasn't been back to the Hopkins family for a long time.Where does he live now?"

"I don't know," Chandler told the truth.



His stomach ached faintly.

This was a sign before the onset of his stomach disease.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that stupid Crystal Zhu.

It was probably because Crystal had always been around him, buzzing like a bee, reminding him to
remember to take his medicine.

Crystal also did not allow him to drink wine and coffee.

Chandler held the glass tightly and his expression became more and more complicated.

Finally, he put the glass down heavily and did not touch it again.

"Patrick seems to be angry with grandpa.It seems that he is not going back to the Hopkins family for
Christmas.I wonder who he will spend Christmas eve with..."

Charles was bored and muttered to himself.

Thinking of Christmas in the past, Young Master Shepherd had indulged himself with all kinds of
pleasure.

Back then he held his newest girlfriend and bought things with cards, buying jewelry and famous cars.

Or he would go on a cruise with his friends for three days and nights.

Christmas was around the corner now, and his friends kept bothering him and asking him where he
was going for fun.

Charles was a little bored and annoyed, "I don't know if I'm old or not.I think they're annoying."



Chandler was originally in a heavy mood, but seeing Charles saying "if I'm old or not" seriously, he was
suddenly amused.

"If you are feeling old, hurry to find a wife and settle down.Follow the trend and learn to get married
quickly” Charles shook her head seriously, "No way.I must get married for true love."

"What kind of messy true love do you have? After all, you like women with a slim waist and ample
breasts."

Chandler was in a good mood and spoke ill of him.

Charles glared at him gloomily, "Chandler, there are probably several people who know your nature of
the evil tongue.You usually look like a gentle scum.If I hadn't known you so well, tsk tsk, I wouldn't have
seen it.You're just lying to those ignorant little girls."

Whiling teasing, Chandler was silent for a moment.

Charles looked at his buddy with an ambiguous expression, "Don't tell me that the reason Geoffrey has
been messing with you recently is because of that shrew Erica?"

Among so many women in the world, the ones that made Charles feel hated were very few.

The number could be counted with fingers.

Erica was honored to be one of the hated women because her conspiracies were really disgusting.

"What the hell is going on?" Charles asked, not only out of curiosity but more of concern.

"Nothing,"

Chandler's tone was faint.



"What tricks did that woman Erica use again? When she shamelessly said she wanted to marry you,
you actually endured it.Now that she's had enough, what else does she want? I've never seen such a
disgusting woman like her..." Charles cursed.

"It's really nothing serious."

Chandler looked at his buddy who was even more excited than him, then sighed, "The day before
yesterday, Erica went to the toy store to buy a gift for Geoffrey.Then she met Christina.They had a
dispute before, and then Christina fought with her."

Charles was shocked.

"Erica fought with Christina?"

Chandler recalled, feeling embarrassed and amused, "Strictly speaking, it was Christina who beat up
Erica unilaterally"

Judging by Christina's skills, most people would be beaten down if they fight with her.

"Oh..."

Charles nodded in agreement.

Then he hesitated for a while and asked, "That witch Christina...Why did she fight with Erica?"

Although Christina was fierce and Charles was angry with her, Charles believed that Christina would
not start the fight without proper reasons.

Chandler did not continue speaking, as if he had deliberately ignored the name of Crystal.

Charles generously asked the waiter to refill his glass.



He then took a sip, and sighed, "Do you think Patrick know that Christina fought with someone?..."


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