Collins Aiden's eyes lit up, and he lunged toward the cell phone, opening his mouth to speak. Just as he got close to the phone, a big hand covered his mouth.
It covered up the words he was about to say!
"Mmm mmm!" His indistinct words suggested an indescribable ambiguity.
"Collins Aiden, what are you doing? Who are you with? You really have another woman..." Ella Jackson's voice came through the telephone, and Collins Aiden was so anxious he was about to explode.
Just as he was really about to take action, Chester Yale moved a finger and hung up the call for the third time.
Three times!
It had already been three times!
"Chester Yale—"
Karma hits like a tornado, catching people off guard...
He better think carefully about whether he needs to kneel on the keyboard or the durian tonight when he gets home.
If neither works, should he consider a self-injury strategy?
All men are wife slaves, why make things difficult for each other?
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At the Yale Family Estate.
