It was not easy to learn any news about the Eldest Young Master Jackson. Wendy had guessed that Eldest Young Master Jackson would have sent someone to search for Emily first. It had been two days, so she was not sure if his people were still on the lookout for her. She was also a little worried if Eldest Young Master Jackson had managed to find Emily. It was difficult to send spies into the Jackson mansion, so Manson became her only source of information.
Manson lit a cigarette before he spoke in an annoyed and distant voice, “Still couldn’t find her.”
They still could not locate her! That b*tch must be dead! Who could survive in the rough sea after two days and nights? Well, it seemed like Amy had finally done something right!
Wendy breathed a sigh of relief. Unfortunately, Manson managed to pick up her expression, so he looked at her. His face sank into a frown. “She is your sister. Are you really that happy that they could not find her?”
“I…” Wendy looked at him, a little stunned. If she remembered correctly, he had hated Emily. So why did he look so frustrated and upset that Emily had been in an accident? Perhaps even Manson was not aware of his own feelings. He really hated Emily—that ugly woman. He had wanted to see Emily miserable, and he was quite happy to know she was bullied and suffered at the hands of others. However, when he heard that she might be dead, he was not happy about that at all.
His mind kept going back to the girl he saw in the rain that late evening, and at the same time, he thought of Emily’s back. Even though he knew that they were not the same person, they had similar backs. He had tried to look for the girl, but he had not found her in the Gale household.
He was melancholic and disgusted. However, he was still disappointed that they could not find her.
Why did Emily’s ugly face and the back of that fairy-like girl haunt his mind? Emily might have died, but why did he feel as if he had lost the fairy? Why did he feel so angry when he saw that sinister look on Wendy’s gorgeous face?
“I’m not happy about it.” Wendy bit her lip and faced him with the best angle of her side profile. She looked down as she put on the most pitiful face for him. “I just think that no news is better than bad news.”
She looked out of the car window and sighed. “It has been two days, and I have also been looking for two days. It was not only until tonight… that I could finally take a rest.”
“Sorry, I thought…” Manson wanted to apologize since he thought that he had misunderstood her. However, he still felt agitated. He was irritated by the situation. Hence, his apology was only a half-hearted one.
“Forget it. I will send you home.”
“But we just came out, I…”
“Haven’t you been out looking for her for two days? You must be tired. I’ll take you home so you can rest.”
Manson stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped on the road. Soon after that, they pulled up at the gate of the Gale’s family house. Wendy got out of the vehicle, but Manson did not say anything to her. Then he stepped on the accelerator, and she could only hear the squeals of the tires as the car disappeared before her sight.
As the car sped away, Wendy squeezed her palms tightly. A glimpse of wickedness skimmed over her eyes. Why did she feel that Manson had a special affection for Emily? It was clear that he cared for her! Had he not hated her? He even almost destroyed her at the Gale’s mansion last time.
Why did she also feel as if he was colder toward her? They might have had a little misunderstanding at Eldest Young Master Jackson’s engagement dinner last time, and he even used other girls to provoke her anger. However, they had reconciled and became even closer than they had been.
Wendy wanted Eldest Young Master Jackson, but she held onto Second Young Master Jackson as her backup. Even if the second young master was not as powerful as his elder brother, he could still help her with many things.
She was shocked to learn that he cared for Emily as well! No, she must not let that continue. How could that ugly girl compare to her? Was Manson blind? He rebuked her because of that nasty girl! Her younger sister? Pfft! She could not wait for her so-called younger sister to be buried under the sea for real!
She could not understand it. Why did Manson behave like that? Was she not good enough for him? Or had he lost his appetite because she had never fed his lust and desire? Men were all lustful creatures. Perhaps it was high time she gave him a little benefit so that he would stay loyal to her.
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Manson did not understand what had happened to him for the past two days. He had become a little strange after Emily got into the accident.
Wendy had taken the initiative to ask him out that night, and it was a clear hint that she had prepared something for him. It seemed like he could finally get the body that he lusted over that night. However, the moment she got into his car, he had lost all interest in her when he saw her unrealistically perfect face. He must have been under the control of that ugly Emily’s black magic. Otherwise, why would he forego the beautiful and alluring Wendy and kept thinking about her ugly face all night? He felt sick!
Manson pulled the car to a stop by the side of the road and dialed a number. “Find me some entertainment. If it is not good, then I’ll kill you!”
The other party smiled and did not seem to care much about his aggressive words.
“Second Young Master Jackson, how is it possible that you are bored? Have you not been with Bentson’s Number One Enchantress recently? Everyone has known about it and is dying with envy of you!”
That was the reason Manson was so obsessed with Wendy.
Which of his male friends would not want to be with Wendy? She was Bentson’s Number One Enchantress. Men might not need to have feelings for women of their choice. It was enough if they could make other people envious of their relationship.
Furthermore, Wendy was a beautiful woman. However, even if Wendy were naked on the bed, he had no desire for her. It was simply not the right time for him.
“Is there anything interesting that you can recommend?” Manson sounded very impatient. He had lost count of the number of cigarettes he had smoked.
The other party finally replied thoughtfully, “There is an interesting auction tonight at Paradise Island. I heard that a great beauty would be there as well.”
“What’s so interesting about women?” Manson was not interested in Wendy. Could there be another woman more beautiful than Wendy?
“Oh! Second Young Master Jackson, how have you changed? If women are not of your interest, what about men?” The other party laughed out loud.
Manson’s face sank. “Don’t mess with me.”
“Very well. I heard that she is remarkably beautiful, and she could even be prettier than Wendy. Everyone had rushed there, and they were only waiting for the auction to begin.” The other party smiled and continued to say, “I heard that some people from the Nangong and Lu families are also there. Are you really not going?”
Among the four prominent families in Bentson, the Jackson family was at the top. The list was then followed by the Sharp family, the Harris family, and the Anderson family. Manson might not have been as good as Hunter, but he held a rather high status among the young talents of those families. When those young masters were bored, they usually fought against each other overtly and covertly. Since those guys were already there, Manson did not want to lose out as well. He grunted and asked, “Where is the auction?”