Chapter 1663


    Sipping his coffee, Mr. Tuckermented, “I knew Estelle’s identity as KING would cause some


    trouble, but what I’m curious about is why she didn’t take Antonia’smission. It’s just a dress


    design. It’s just a piece of cake for her.”


    His assistant replied, “KING is a renowned designer. She has the right to choose her clients.”


    “Things aren’t that simple,” Mr. Tucker said, shaking his head slightly.


    Estelle returned to her studio and handed over her ongoing projects to Blythe Surprised, Blythe asked,


    “Estelle, why are you leaving again? What did Mr. Tucker say to you? Was it about Antonia?”


    Estelle replied calmly, “Stop asking. If Antoniaes by, avoid any conflict with her. If I’m not here, just


    let her leave.”


    Blythe expressed her frustration, “Antonia is too arrogant. It’s your right to refuse to design her dress.


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    How dare she use Mr. Tucker to expel you?”


    “Some people believe that their wealth gives them the right to boss everyone around,” Estelle


    responded, packing her belongings. “Tm leaving. Contact me if you need anything.”


    TII miss you, Estelle. Pleasee back soon,” Blythe said, pouting


    “Tilbe back before you know it.”


    With a in smile, Estelle slung her bag over her shoulder and headed for the parking lot, her cap tilted


    at a casual angle.


    Instead of going back to the Bright Commercial Center, Estelle made a detour halfway and headed to


    her mentor, Old Mr. Quintin’s house.


    Old Mr. Quintin was in his study writing. After washing her hands, Estelle started grinding ink for him.


    “Why the sudden visit?” Old Mr. Quintin asked with a chuckle, “Did something happen?”


    Estelle continued grinding ink with a calm expression, “What could possibly happen?”


    “Are you nning to keep your rtionship with Jonathan a secret from me forever?” Old Mr. Quintin


    grumbled.


    Estelleughed, “Well, you already found out, didn’t you? Did my senior brother tell you?”


    “No, he didn’t,” Old Mr. Quintin responded, shaking his head with a grin, Last Thanksgiving, I was video


    chatting with your grandfather. I saw Jonathan when you joined in. That guy’s hard to miss. He even


    spent Thanksgiving with you in City C. That’s when I knew you two must have reconciled”


    Estelle replied guiltily. “Master, I didn’t mean to keep it from you!”


    “Alright,” Old Mr. Quintin sipped his tea, “Jason told me during the Art Exhibition in City B this


    Thanksgiving. He said you’ve never forgotten about Jonathan. Even if I found out, I shouldn’t me


    you.”


    Estelle’s eyes softened, “Jason is the best!”


    “Hmm?” Old Mr. Quintin nced at her.


    -Estelle quickly added, “And Master too!”


    Old Mr. Quintin chuckled, “Now that you’re back together, don’t break up easily again. Cherish your


    love.”


    “Yes, Master. You don’t have to worry!” Estelle replied earnestly.


    Old Mr. Quintin continued his writing, then said warmly, “Jason returned home recently. His family is


    trying to set him up with a girl from the Crawley family in City B. He didn’t agree and came back right


    after the exhibition. Maybe you could talk to him.”


    Estelle raised an eyebrow The Crawley family again!