Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The moment Snowden Jones appeared, a sudden gloom overcame Sherry Jones, her mood that had just improved plummeted instantaneously.
âOh, so Auntie can come, but I canât?â Snowden Jones said belligerently. Even though she was aware that she had come to apologize to White Mitchell and Sherry Jones, she was still reluctant to back down.
At this moment, Mori Jones gave her a cold, hard stare and then opened her mouth indifferently, âSnowden! Donât forget your task!â
âYou!â Snowden Jones was rendered speechless, her face turning unusually ugly.
âAuntie, whatâs going on?â Sherry Jones said in stupefaction, she had never seen Snowden Jones put up such a subdued front before.
Normally based on her character, she wouldnât necessarily regard Mori Jones highly.
Even more unexpectedly, Mori Jones had rebuked her yet she had no retort to it, which was quite thought-provoking.
âSheâs here to apologize to you and White on behalf of our grandmother.â Mori Jones explained, then turned around and ordered, âHurry up!â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
With smothering resentment, Snowden Jonesâs face darkened to the extreme. She said reluctantly, âIâm sorry.â
Even though she verbally apologized, there was hardly any sincerity on her face. She didnât look like she was here to apologize, instead as if she was here to stir up trouble.
In fact, it would be better to say that she apologized because she had no other options.
At this moment, White Mitchellâs voice came from inside the room, wearing a playful tone, âWhen you apologize, you should have the right attitude. If itâs such a forced apology, we canât accept it. Just get lost.â
Whoosh!
Hearing these words, Snowden Jonesâs rage flared up instantly.
Being forced by the old lady to apologize was already making her feel very annoyed, now she had to endure White Mitchellâs arrogance?
This was something Snowden Jones could not tolerate. She retorted, âWhat do you mean by this? Iâm here representing the Jones Family to apologize to you! Donât think you can just throw your weight around here because grandma is momentarily confused and believes in Auntieâs lies. If it werenât for grandma forcing me here, I wouldnât care to come to this crappy place.
Donât push your luck, or one day, I assure you there will be consequences!â
The moment Mori Jones heard this, her face chilled down, she reprimanded, âSnowden Jones! Have you lost your mind? Have you forgotten what our grandmother told you!?â
Snowden Jones gnashed her teeth ferociously: âEnough with the lectures, you have no right to order me around! As of today, Iâve apologized. Whether or not it will be accepted, that is their business.â
âMoreover, I didnât even hope that they would accept it. Do you really think I would be like grandma and believe your bullshit?
You and they are nothing more than partners in crime, deliberately trying to embarrass me, let me tell you this, if you think I, Snowden Jones, will bow down to them in this lifetime, it wonât happen unless Iâm dead!â
After Snowden Jones finished her tirade, she stood defiantly in place, looking utterly furious.
Tap, tap, tapâ¦
At this moment, the room and the corridor were filled with silence, leaving only the sound of White Mitchellâs footsteps.
White Mitchell, looking composed, slowly walked towards Snowden Jones, every step seeming to radiate a powerful aura.
The sound of his footsteps, as if capable of inducing peopleâs heartbeats, made everyoneâs hearts tremble with every echo.
Snowden Jones, who had been full of arrogance, had not enjoyed her triumph for long when her face was involuntarily cloaked with a look of fear.
White Mitchell could really fight, this is something she had learned from a previous experience.
Which is why at this moment, she instinctively covered her face, warning in a panic, âWhat are you trying to do? Iâm warning you, donât mess with me! There are cameras here, if you hit me, you wonât get away with it!â
No matter how much she had boasted earlier, at this moment she was just as humble.
Snowden Jones felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest, truly scared that White Mitchell might strike her. Thus, not only did she shield her face, but she involuntarily took steps back.
At this moment, her whole body seemed out of control, trembling violently as she was in a state of extreme panic.
She was so disorientated that she didnât even know where to place her hands.
âBro, donât stoop to her level.â Seeing Snowdenâs panicked state, Sherry Jones quickly caught Whiteâs attention, fearing he might lash out.
White Mitchell gave Sherry a gentle smile, then playfully asked, âDid I ever say I was going to hit her?â
Sherry, hearing this, couldnât help but laugh at the sight of Snowdenâs skittishness.
âBro, you are being mean!â Sherry covered her mouth and retorted jokingly.
White Mitchell laughed, then looked down at Snowden with indifference, saying, âGet lost! When you are ready to be sincere, come back and kneel before me.â
âYou!â
Snowden felt humiliated, blushing with both anger and embarrassment. If it werenât for the fact that she knew she was no match for him, she truly wanted to chew White up and spit him out.
âJust you wait! Iâll see how long you can stay smug!â Furious, Snowden couldnât bear to stay in Whiteâs presence. She stormed out of the hotel in a huff.
Thisâ¦.
Mori Jones, watching all this, wore an expression of helplessness. She apologized to White and Sherry remorsefully, âWhite, Sherry, Iâm sorry. I didnât expect such a disaster.â
âItâs not your fault, come in and have a seat,â Sherry ushered Mori into the room.
Having booked a suite, they had access to a small living room, which proved convenient for conversation.
However, as soon as Mori sat down, Sherry noticed that her gaze seemed off, revealing that she was subtly studying White.
Coming to think of Snowdenâs strange behavior earlier, Sherry couldnât help but ask, âWhat on earth is going on?â
âYou donât know?â Mori came to her senses, glanced at Sherry puzzledly, then looked at White surreptitiously.
Could it be that he had kept Sherry in the dark?
Or was her assumption wrong, and it was merely a string of good luck?
Mori shook her head, soon brushing off her second thought, convinced that White was indeed behind everything.
Then, she told Sherry all about what had happened in the Jones Family that day.
As White listened from the side, his face remained expressionless, which strengthened Moriâs assumption.
After hearing what had happened, Sherry gave a puzzled look at White and asked him with mock seriousness, âBro, did you arrange all this?â
âMe?â White pointed to himself, then joked, âYeah, didnât I arrange it all? Who else would come to your rescue?â
At this, Sherry burst out laughing, looking at Whiteâs nonchalant expression, and rebuked him, âIâd have to be a fool to believe you! Donât brag when weâre in such a serious situation.â
White shrugged helplessly, thinking to himself that he wasnât lying. However, Sherry didnât believe him.
Tell the truth, even though White knew that Sherry didnât believe him, he sensed that Mori had some doubts.
Regardless, it wasnât important. Even if she were to investigate, she wouldnât find any substantial evidence.
Indeed, Mori looked at White with furrowed brows and asked seriously, âAssuming, and I say assuming, that you were behind all this.
âThen, what would the Jones Family need to do for you to forgive them? Or rather, what would make you spare the Jones Family?â
Upon hearing this question, Sherryâs curiosity was piqued, and she eagerly looked at White, âBro, what would you do?â