<h4>Chapter 1386: 1386. President Jones really dotes on Madam Jones</h4>


    The more her cousin brother sided with Elly Campbell, the less she wanted to admit that she was her cousin’s wife.


    She kept calling her Sister Elly, thinking that Elly wouldn’t notice, but now, Elly had bluntly posed the question, leaving her at a loss for words.


    "I... I feel that calling you sister is more intimate."


    She pursed her lips and struggled to squeeze out such a sentence.


    Elly Campbell stretched her lips into a smile.


    She couldn’t be bothered to waste words on such matters and simply said:


    "It’s just a pity that being close to me is useless. I am naturally cold-hearted and don’t like casually acknowledging brothers or sisters."


    "You..."


    Jasmine Churchill hadn’t expected Elly to even bring up the Old Lady, and yet she still gave her no face, infuriating her instantly.


    There was no way she would continue to shamelessly stay there, and after ring fiercely at Elly, she ran out with reddened eyes.


    Looking at the slightly ajar door, Elly massaged her temples with a headache and couldn’t help but sigh.


    Why couldn’t the ind master’s romantic troubles ever be fully resolved, allowing her to quietly enjoy the pleasures of being the ind master’s wife?


    However, after talking with Jasmine Churchill for a while and drinking some coffee, Elly felt the effects of the alcohol dissipating. Remembering the guests still downstairs, she didn’t linger too long upstairs. After washing her face and reapplying her makeup, she went downstairs.


    Adam Jones was entertaining guests, and seeing Ellye down, he immediately walked over, "Why did youe down so quickly, not resting a little longer?"


    "Mm, I couldn’t sleep after the effects of the alcohol wore off."


    Elly smiled in response and didn’t deliberately mention Jasmine Churchill’s visit, "Are those two boys behaving?"


    "There are servants watching them, so don’t worry about it."


    He took Elly’s hand and walked towards the tables.


    Since Elly had drunk quite a bit earlier, she hadn’t eaten much.


    As soon as she sat down, Adam Jones piled a lot of food onto her te, fearful that she might be starving.


    Seeing this, their tablemates couldn’t help but joke:


    "President Jones really spoils Madam Jones. If the one at home could learn even half of how President Jones spoils his wife, I’d be more than satisfied."


    Once one person started making jokes, others joined in.


    Those dining with them were all business partners with rtively close rtionships to Adam Jones and were of high status.


    One of them was the Lady Marquess who had defended Elly against Sophie Baker at the charity dinner at the President’s residence.


    Lady Marquess was a naturally cheerful person, and with the Marquess always doting on her, she was ustomed to being quite mboyant.


    These people, being on good terms with Adam Jones, didn’t speak to him with ttery like others might, so they were more casual in conversation.


    The atmosphere at the table was also quite rxed and cheerful.


    The person who had jokingly spoken first was the Lady Marquess seen earlier at the President’s residence.


    Adam Jones often dealt with the Marquess’s household and had a good impression of Lady Marquess, rarely in the mood to engage with the opposite sex other than Elly. Heughed and said:


    "Madam, are you not afraid of hurting the Lord’s heart by saying that?"


    After Adam finished, the Lord sitting next to Lady Marquess immediately put on a hurt expression, making everyone at the tableugh.


    While this table was brimming with joy, the mood at another table was quite delicate.


    Grace Gresia sat with a stern face without speaking because she had just seen her daughter running back from the main house with reddened eyes, and she knew that little hussy Elly must have bullied her.