Hearing this, Old Mr. Jones’ eyes instantly became alert, “To see who?”
“You’ll know when you go, grandpa you don’t have to ask, just follow me.” Sebastian replied.
He sold out, and Old Mr. Jones was really curious.
On second thought, I agreed.
Just on the way out the door, Dzune was stopped.
“I’ll just go with Grandpa, Dzune you just wait for us at home!” Sebastian said.
Dzune reassured, “I will follow to take care of Old Mr. Jones, promise to be a transparent person, and will not go eavesdropping and peeping.”
“Grandpa will be fine with me taking care of him.” Sebastian still disagreed.
The two parties argued.
Finally Old Mr. Jones spoke, “It’s okay, I’ll follow him and come back, I’m his own grandfather, can he still kill me?”
Give Sebastian the chance, he doesn’t have the guts to do so!
At that, Dzune had to give up.
“Then Old Mr. Jones you take care of yourself on the road, if you need me to come over just call, I’ll be there right away.”
Old Mr. Jones waved his hand, indicating that he knew.
With that, the car started and slowly headed towards the suburbs.
The place was getting more and more remote and looked like it was about to drive out of Capital’s range.
Old Mr. Jones finally couldn’t help but say, “You’re not going to take me out and sell me, are you?”
Sebastian replied with a nod, “Grandpa don’t worry, you are so old and still have a bunch of problems in your body, even if it is sold by the pound, others are very disgusted, so it is not sold at all.”
Old Mr. Jones: “…”
Although it is certain that you will not be sold, but why is the heart more blocked?
As he thought about it, Sebastian pulled up to a single-family house.
The villa is beautiful and covers a wide area, and at first glance it is a private place.
I wonder which rich person is so leisurely to come and live in such a place.
“Did you bring me here to meet the people in the villa?” Old Mr. Jones asked as he got out of the car and spoke again.
Sebastian nodded, “Yes.”
Okay!
Old Mr. Jones immediately raised a step inside, the mouth also Bonnie have words, “I would like to see, this live in the end who, and you have what relationship.”
But when he walked in majestically, Old Mr. Jones immediately regretted it.
Because he found out that the person who lives here is no other than Mrs. Keomany!
How could it be Mrs. Keomany?
So astonished that Old Mr. Jones suspected that he had a problem with his eyes.
After rubbing hard several times to make sure it was indeed Mrs. Keomany, he turned his head to look at Sebastian behind him again, his eyes wide and cloudy, “What’s going on here, how did you get in touch with Mrs. Keomany and bring me here to see her?”
When she saw Old Mr. Jones, Mrs. Keomany couldn’t help but see a flash of surprise in her eyes.
“Mr. Grant, in our agreement, I don’t think we have to inform Old Mr. Jones about this, right?” “Is it a breach of contract for you to do this now?”
“I don’t know if it’s a breach of contract or not, but if I don’t bring him to you, I’ll have to break it.” Sebastian said coldly.
Mrs. Keomany raised an eyebrow, “You want to break the contract?”
“Indeed, after all, I can’t hide it now, and I need you to help me find an ally, a backer, or our deal ends here.”
Old Mr. Jones on the sidelines was confused.
“What deal, what deal, Sebastian, what deal did you make with Mrs. Keomany, and what is your relationship anyway? Old Mr. Jones questioned.