?Chapter 216:
Jeffry, wearing his usual ck loungewear that made him look less daunting than his usual outdoor attire, cast a nonchnt nce over at Louis. An eyebrow arched in amusement, he remarked, “You were thest to pick, Louis. Next time, be quicker and choose the flower pots. Today, though, you’re stuck with the soil.”
Louis grumbled under his breath, his frustration mounting. “Instead of just standing around, how about giving me a hand with the soil?” Jeffry, hands buried…
Deep in his pockets, Jeffry looked on with a faint smirk. “I’m not just standing around. I’m supervising—making sure you do it right.”
Louis’s mutterings grew quieter, his irritation palpable as he turned back to his task, resigned to the long day ahead.
Elena clutched her watering can, her eyes wide with surprise as she observed the unlikely camaraderie between the usually reserved Jeffry and the charismatic actor, Louis. Their yful banter, reminiscent of mischievous schoolboys, was a sharp contrast to their public personas—especially Louis, renowned for his biting wit that seldom spared anyone, now found himself the butt of the jokes.
As the hour waned, Elena finally set her watering can aside. Jeffry, ever the epitome ofposure, maintained his pristine appearance, not a speck of dust on his clothes. In contrast, Louis looked like he had rolled through a dust storm. His once white T-shirt was now a murky shade of brown, and streaks of dirt adorned his ruggedly handsome face, eliciting a muffled giggle from Jolie.
Unperturbed by his disheveled state, Louis shook out his locks and excused himself to clean up.
Meanwhile, Jolie had been busy in the kitchen, preparing a nourishing soup for her children. However, just as shedled the steaming broth into bowls, an unexpected knock at the door signaled the arrival of guests—Jerry Morgan’s wife, Aria Morgan, and her daughter and son, making a timely entrance.
Though the Morgan family didn’te from generations of wealth, they had swiftly ascended the socialdder, thanks to Jerry’s sharp business acumen. Early to spot the burgeoning potential of the renewable energy sector, he was a pioneer,ying the groundwork by setting up charging stations and eventually branching out to cater to everything from portable electronics to electric vehicles. Now, the Morgan family was a force to be reckoned with in the’s green energy scene.
Jolie ced the freshly brewed coffee on the table. “What brings you to our humble abode today, Mrs. Morgan?” she inquired, her voice smooth and inviting.
Aria, cradling her coffee cup, assessed Jeffry discreetly, her eyes twinkling with approval at the prospect of him as a potential suitor for her daughter. “Mrs. Harper, my daughter, Evelyn, has recently returned from her studies abroad and finds herself quite isted here in the. I understand your daughter is around Evelyn’s age, and I thought it might be wonderful for them to meet and get to know each other.”
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As Aria spoke, she gently nudged Evelyn forward, her eyes slyly fixed on Jeffry. “This is Evelyn,” Aria continued, her voice swelling with maternal pride. “She graduated top of her ss from Harrington University. With her studies keeping her busy, she’s had little chance to go out, let alone think about dating.”
Evelyn, cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and irritation, quickly interjected, “Mom, really, why do you have to bring that up?” The idea that Jeffry might see her as uninteresting gnawed at her confidence.
However, when Evelyn risked a nce at Jeffry, she found him engrossed in conversation with Elena, obliviously pouring her water. The slight, perhaps unintended, dismissal stung yet intrigued her.
Elena finally understood that Aria hade to propose a potential marriage alliance for her daughter. Aria’s gaze lingered on Jeffry with clear approval, while Evelyn looked at him with a shy admiration.
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