Chapter 847


    Despite beingnguid in his movements, every stride he took exuded elegance.


    No matter where he goes, his charm always remains at the forefront of attention


    That night when the two of them went downstairs for dinner, Jonathan’s eyes followed Sebastian’s attire


    until he took his seat at the dining table.


    “Mr. Jadeson, Mr. Hayes does not seem to like his own clothes. I’m thinking of changing his wardrobe for


    him tomorrow.”


    Sasha thought that it would be better to disclose her intention from the start as she was ufortable


    with the way Jonathan was staring.


    At that, he turned his gaze toward her.


    “He doesn’t? He did not have anyints about them before.”


    “He did not go out much back then as he was always sick,” Sasha exined patiently. “If he wasn’t in his


    hospital gown, he would be in his pajamas. As for the other clothes, he’d never even touched them.”


    She could not tell Jonathan that Sebastian was beginning to be picky because he was recovering.


    The professor from Jetroina had mentioned that when his master was progressively recovering,


    memories from before the ident came flooding back. It included daily habits and preferences.


    Naturally, Sebastian bing increasingly picky with his wardrobe was a sign of recovery.


    Sasha gazed at Jonathan expectantly as she awaited his permission.


    Fortunately, Jonathan seemed to have epted her exnation. “Noted. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”


    “As you wish.” Sasha was ted. She grabbed a bowl to serve Sebastian some soup.


    When she brought the soup over to him, she became suddenly aware of his intense gaze. Horrified, she


    did not know when he had started staring at her. At that moment, all of the times she spent surreptitiously


    indulging in his presence felt clumsily lewd and careless.


    “Mr. Hayes, have some soup,” Sasha mumbled as she deposited the bowl, hurriedly retracting her gaze.


    I am bing increasingly careless. I must watch my emotions at a ce like this.


    With the errand of recing Sebastian’s wardrobe in mind, Sasha awoke extra early the following day.


    “Vivi, entertain yourself with your brothers today. I am going out to buy Daddy some new clothes.”


    “Okay, Mommy. Will you buy me something too?”


    The little girl crawled out of bed and put on a skirt as she turned to face her mother solemnly withrge


    watery eyes.


    “You want some new clothes too?” Sasha was surprised.


    Vivian shook her head. “No. I want a hair clip so I can put this little pearl on it. Brother Cal told me that


    this hair clip looks good on me. I’d like to keep it on all the time.”


    As she spoke, she pulled out a pink pearl from her little bag.


    Sasha was taken aback for several seconds as she stared at the pearl clutched in her daughter’s tiny


    hand.


    She was so overwhelmed that she felt a lump in her throat. Her daughter’s obsession regarding the


    matter was exceeding her expectations.


    She always thought that a trivial matter like that should have been long forgotten by a young child of six.


    However, she did not expect her daughter to hold on to that in mind after so long, and with such an


    obsessive intensity.


    Atst, Shasha took from her daughter’s tiny palm the pearl offered. “Okay, Mommy will buy you a very


    pretty hair clip and attach this on top of it. Does that sound good?”


    “Yes it does, Mommy,” the little girl answered, mollified.


    After saying her goodbyes to the children, Sasha was about to head up to the third floor when all of a


    sudden the old butler of Oceanic Estate came walking toward her.


    “Dr. West, old Mr. Jadeson is looking for you. Pleasee with me.”


    “All right.” Without being given a choice in the matter, Sasha could only stop and follow Tony.


    She was kept waiting for about ten minutes on the picturesque observation tower, watching the old man


    with a head of white hair who was undergoing his daily ritual of stretching as he faced the ocean where


    the sun was rising over the horizon.


    Though he looked to be about eighty, he was still full of the vigor of a far younger man than he actually


    was. Every stance he held was crisp and graceful.


    Sasha did not want to interrupt so she stood quietly in the shadows and watched him.


    After about half an hour, her tea was ready. At the same time, the old manpleted his routine and


    came toward her while he mopped his brow.


    “Old Mr. Jadeson, I am impressed with your physical health for a man your age. I can see why they


    revered you in the military.”


    Sasha poured him a cup as soon as he sat down.


    Jonathan said nothing in response.


    He finished his tea and rested for a long while before raising his head to look at her.


    “Dr. West, how long has it been since you were with us?”


    “Eh? Old. Mr. Jadeson, are you asking me how long it’s been since I’ve beening to Oceanic


    Estate?”


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    “Yes.” Jonathan nodded expressionlessly as he took another sip.


    Sasha did not know what he meant. She stood deep in thought as both of thempsed into silence.


    “If you discount the time I spent in Jetroina recuperating, it would be about three or four months. Why do


    you ask, Mr. Jadeson?”


    “No particr reason. I just want to ask you, since it’s been so long, why hasn’t his condition improved?


    If you have no capabilities to make a change, I am seriously considering recing you.”