Chapter 383 He’s Not As Handsome As You


    He couldn’t bear to watch Christopher stuttering and hesitating, so he bluntly stated, “Your brother has


    offended our Miss Hurry over here, apologize to our Miss, and take this useless brother of yours away.”


    Jonathan inquired, “Offended your Miss? Who is she?”


    The man nced at Florence, who was listening in on speakerphone, and handed her the phone as


    Jonathan repeated his question. Florence casually replied, “It’s me, Miss Florence Shelton,” and then


    abruptly ended the call, tossing the phone onto Christopher.


    Christopher, hit by the phone, realized the conversation had ended abruptly and worriedly asked, “Why


    did you hang up? What if my brother


    “Are you worried he won’te?” Florence mocked. “If he doesn’t show up today, he’ll have to deal


    with your dead body tomorrow.”


    Christopher shuddered in fear. She dismissively assured, “If your brother is smart, he’lle once he


    hears the Mo family name.”


    Christopher wanted to say more but stopped upon seeing her growing impatience.


    The man, sensing Florence’s annoyance, kicked Christopher and snapped, “Enough talk. If we beat


    you badly enough, won’t he have toe?”


    Christopher felt helpless. He had intended to seek help from his brother, but the man’s threatening


    words had potentially jeopardized that. What if Jonathan thought he wasplicit with these people?


    His fear intensified, but he remained silent, relieved when Jonathan finally arrived.


    When Jonathan entered, Christopher was as pitiful as a beaten dog, trying to make himself as small as


    possible.


    Jonathan arrived not alone but with Yarrison and several bodyguards, on Yarrison’s advice, to handle


    the situation after the Shelton Family’s name was mentioned.


    They didn’t appear to be there for a rescue mission, but rather to stir up trouble.


    Christopher, seeing Jonathan, scrambled up, seeking refuge.


    “Jonathan… you finally arrived.”


    Despite his battered appearance, he seemed much more spirited than before.


    Florence clicked her tongue, ready to mock Christopher, but then she caught sight of the man he


    referred to as Jonathan.


    For a moment, she was taken aback.


    This man was undeniably handsome, she thought to herself, unable to resistmenting. “So you’re


    Christopher’s brother? You two don’t look alike at all; he’s not as handsome as you.”


    Ignoring Florence’sment, Jonathan signaled his bodyguards to help Christopher, but her men


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    dragged him back first, unceremoniously dropping him at her feet.


    “What did he do to warrant such treatment. Miss Shelton?” Jonathan inquired, not sympathizing with


    Christopher but needing to rify the situation.


    Florence, lounging confidently, replied. “Your brother offended me, and my men took offense. I’m still


    angry, if you apologize for him. maybe I’ll feel better, and my men will stop”


    Her gaze lingered on Jonathan, appreciating his calm, imposing presence.


    Jonathan, ufortable under her scrutiny, pressed, “How exactly did he offend you?”


    She chuckled and shook her head slightly, ncing at Christopher. “Let him exin himself.” Terrified


    by her. Christopher began to panic, “I was wrong, I was wrong!”


    Jonathan looked at Christopher with a furrowed brow.


    “He admits he was wrong. Do I need to say more?” Florence said, smiling flirtatiously at Jonathan


    Yarrison also noticed her peculiar gaze towards Jonathan and leaned in to whisper something in his


    ear


    This woman has been staring at you, and her behavior towards you is quite odd.”


    Upon hearing this, Jonathan’s intuition told him to disengage from Florence, so he stated:


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    “If Miss Shelton insists on an apology, I’ll leave my brother in your hands.”


    With that. Jonathan didn’t even spare a nce at Christopher, who was still being held by Florence’s


    associates, and made his way out.


    Florence stood still, while Christopher was bewildered. Jonathan?”


    Seeing Jonathan about to exit the room, she couldn’t help but stop him. “Wait, since you’re here. I can’t


    let you leave empty–handed!”


    Jonathan halted but didn’t turn around.


    “I’ll return this person to you, consider it as making a new friend,” Florence said, gesturing for


    Christopher to be brought to Jonathan, who was then looked at by Jonathan’s bodyguard.


    After a nod from Jonathan, his bodyguard epted Christopher, who seemed to rx in the presence


    of Jonathan.


    “Thank you, Miss Shelton. Jonathan said, preparing to depart.


    “What’s your name?” Florence inquired from behind.


    Not knowing the man’s name, she believed he would eventually be in her grasp, so making a good first


    impression now was eptable.


    “Jonathan.” After calmly responding, Jonathan asked, “Is there anything else, Miss Shelton?”


    Florence mulled over the name Jonathan, then gazed at his wless face once more, introducing


    herself


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    with a smile. “I’m Florence Shelton.”


    The man next to her widened his eyes in surprise when she suddenly introduced herself by name and


    then, noticing the way she looked at Jonathan, heprehended the situation and bowed his head.


    Jonathan nodded in response to Florence and, finally meeting her unusually bright eyes, said, “If you


    have no further business, I shall take my leave.”


    Sensing his intention to depart, she reluctantly wanted to keep him longer, but the man beside her


    whispered something to her.


    After giving Jonathan another look, though reluctant, she let him go. “Then, you may leave.”


    Jonathan signaled with his eyes for the bodyguards to lead Christopher out first, while he and Yarrison


    followed.


    After leaving the private room and descending the stairs,


    Yarrison, maintaining some distance from the bodyguards, mentioned to Jonathan, “That Florence


    seemed quite interested in you.


    “What do you mean?”


    Jonathan had initially thought Yarrison was justmenting on Florence’s peculiar personality, but now


    he was genuinely puzzled by Yarrison’s observation.


    “Didn’t you notice the way she was looking at you? It was odd.”


    Yarrison, aware of his friend’s asional obliviousness, especially since Jonathan had eyes only for


    Ang, found it extraordinary that Jonathan hadn’t noticed Florence’s flirtatious nces, which were


    almost tantly obvious,


    Yarrison couldn’t help but find the situation somewhat absurd.