Chapter 6 Why Would You Know Jefferson


    Chapter 6 Why Would You Know Jefferson


    Jefferson nced at Elianna. He was about to say that they had slept together but hesitated.


    "I''ve met her before."


    Elianna regained herposure and was so relieved that she had dodged a bullet.


    Sitting at the head of the table, Mr. Brice was still suspicious. Clearly, they didn''t just meet. If so,


    Jefferson would never have drunk a toast to her.


    Though his eyelids were drooping, his gaze still looked sharp. Mr. Brice asked, "Are you Asher''s


    fiancée?"


    Elianna lowered her head and replied, "Yes."


    "Come and pour me some wine."


    Pouring wine for Mr. Brice was considered as a great honor, and even Asher was excited. He urged


    Elianna in a hushed voice, "Serve Grandfather well. If you embarrass yourself, you''ll face my


    wrath!"


    Elianna felt uneasy, for she was worried that Mr. Brice might have noticed something.


    She walked to Mr. Brice''s side and epted the wine from the servant.


    "Please enjoy."


    Mr. Brice didn''t ept the ss of wine and instead scrutinized her with a grim face.


    Elianna had to maintain the posture of bowing and handing the wine ss to Mr. Brice and the


    respectful expression on her face. After a while, her wrist grew sore.


    Across the table, Jefferson gave a meaningful smile as he saw the curves of her hips when she


    bent down.


    Only when Elianna''s hand began to tremble slightly did Mr. Brice say, "When you and Asher got


    engaged, I couldn''t be there. However, there''s a work of oil painting in the study that I want to send


    you as a wedding present."


    Before Elianna could respond, Asher whose face reddened with excitement said eagerly, "Thank


    you, Grandpa."


    What the gift was not the most important; what mattered was the honor of receiving it directly from


    Mr. Brice.


    Asher even thought that Grandpa recognized his abilities and might want to promote him.


    During thetter part of the family banquet, Elianna kept her head down and didn''t want to attract


    any attention.


    Unrted uncles and cousins mentioned the vacant position of the Larsen Group''s president,


    seemingly testing Mr. Brice''s response. But Mr. Brice interrupted, "No business talk at the family


    banquet."


    Tyler Larsen mentioned that the position of the Larsen Group''s CEO was vacant and wanted to find


    out who Mr. Brice would appoint as the new CEO.


    Mr. Brice replied while enjoying the food, "No business talk at the family banquet."


    Tyler had to shut up after being warned by Mr. Brice.


    To prevent an awkward silence, someone changed the subject, "I heard Ms. Gibson has arrived in


    Oakpool from Elfold. It seems she''s considering a marriage alliance with a noble family here in


    Oakpool."


    "But isn''t the Gibson family influential in Elfold? Why would theye to Oakpool for the marriage


    alliance?"


    Elianna missed the rest of the conversation, her heart pounding at the mere mention of the Gibson


    family.


    Memories of her darkest moments resurfaced in an instant.


    Elianna had no interest in the rest of their conversation, for only hearing the Gibson family made her


    frightened.


    Memories of the darkest moments in her life rushed back in an instant.


    She tried hard to suppress her fear andforted herself that Ms. Gibson didn''t meet her before.


    As long as that person didn''t show up, she would be safe.


    However, Jefferson noticed her momentary uneasy expression.


    She looked scared when the Gibson family was mentioned.


    Jefferson was pleased to find Anna even more intriguing than he had initially thought.


    ...


    Because of Jefferson, Elianna, who had been almost invisible during the banquet, became the


    center of attention when it ended.


    Just as Jefferson was called into the study by Mr. Brice, Elianna was surrounded by rtives.


    They inquired about her rtionship with Jefferson and how they got to know each other.


    Elianna had toe up with an excuse and said they had met at another banquet before.


    "Wow, Anna, that''s amazing! So many people have seen Mr. Larsen, but only you managed to strike


    up a conversation and leave an impression on him. How did you do it?"


    Kenley asked with feigned innocence as if she was just being curious, but she was malicious.


    She had nned to embarrass Elianna by making her do something foolish with the ss, but her


    n didn''t work out. Instead, Elianna left a good impression on Mr. Brice.


    And then there was Asher. How could Elianna catch his attention? Even she...


    She couldn''t let this go!


    Unaware of Kenley''s jealousy, Asher urged Elianna to tell them, "Don''t keep us in suspense. Just


    tell us everything."


    Elianna sneered. If she were to tell the truth, it would cause a scene in the Larsen family.


    "I couldn''t talk to Jefferson at first. But someone reminded him that I am Asher''s fiancée. Because


    of that, he chatted with me for a while, and that''s how we got to know each other."


    "Really?"


    Asher was ted and couldn''t believe that both Grandpa and Jefferson held him in such high


    regard.


    Asher was immersed in his own thoughts and didn''t notice the unbelieving looks on others'' faces.


    Kenley also thought she was lying.


    Jefferson wouldn''t listen to Mr. Brice. Why would he care about Asher?


    But if it weren''t for Asher, how could Elianna have any connection with Jefferson?


    Suddenly, Kenley thought of Elianna''s awkward walking gesture when she returned homest night.


    Could it be that Jefferson was her lover?


    She quickly was surprised and quickly dismissed that thought.


    But, aside from physical appeal, she couldn''t think of any reason for Elianna to capture Jefferson''s


    attention.


    ...


    Meanwhile, in the study...


    "Did you secure thend in Medfolk?"


    Jefferson simply replied, "Yes."


    Mr. Brice narrowed his eyes and asked, "Can you handle it?"


    "I have the confidence."


    In the tug of war between these two, Mr. Brice finally gave in.


    "Jefferson, you''re still part of the Larsen family. As I grow older, I need to pick out a sessor of the


    Larsen Group. You should consider the interests of the Larsen family more."


    Although it seemed like a hint, upon closer examination, he didn''t make anymitment.


    Jefferson gave a half smile. Mr. Brice was just promising him the moon.


    Mr. Brice felt ufortable with Jefferson''s sarcastic expression and quickly changed the topic.


    "You mentioned knowing the Larsen family during the banquet. Is there any connection?"


    "As for the woman from the Larsen family," Jefferson remarked, his tongue brushing against his


    cheek, "she looks quite hot."


    "Nonsense."


    Mr. Brice scolded him.


    However, due to Jefferson''s casual attitude, Mr. Brice assumed he was merely interested in the


    Larsen family and didn''t think much of it.


    "What the Larsen family does is not entirely reputable. If you''re serious about settling down, I''ll have


    Neil and re introduce some girls to you."


    Mr. Brice paused, then suggested, "What about Ms. Gibson?"


    "She seems fine."


    Jefferson''s positive response caught Mr. Brice off guard. But what he said next made him lose his


    temper.


    "Since you''re avable, I''ll talk to her and ask her to be my stepmother."


    Mr. Brice shouted to him, "Get out!"


    Mr. Brice was usuallyposed and rarely showed his emotions, so he was furious this time.


    Jefferson felt content as he hummed a tune while leaving the study.


    "Jeff."


    N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.


    He turned around to find Neil sitting in a wheelchair and smiling at him.


    Jefferson''s eyes narrowed, but he soon spoke to him with a smile. "There you are, my dear brother.


    Did those who you sent to monitor me fail to do their job? So now you''vee by yourself?"


    Neil just regarded Jefferson as a mischievous little brother and replied helplessly, "Jeff, you mustn''t


    say those things. If Grandpa hears that, he''ll be angry again."


    "Isn''t that what you want?"


    "Well, you''ve misunderstood me for far too long, and I won''t exin anymore. Ie to ask


    whether you want to stay in the chamber of the Larsen''s mansion or the Bamboo Compound tonight


    so I can have someone prepare the room for you."


    "Who said I''m staying?"


    "Tomorrow is the death anniversary for Harper and Erika. Grandpa has arranged a ceremony in


    their honor. As their only son, you should be there."


    Jefferson chuckled, "So you''ve brought up myte parents just to persuade me to stay?"


    Neil smiled gently and said, "Being filial is the most virtuous of all deeds."


    Jefferson licked his lips and said balefully, "Very well, I''ll stay."