Chapter 648

Chapter 648

Janie's smile grew even wider: "Simon, I had tons of close friends when I was little."

"So many that I couldn't even keep track of them all. From elementary school through college, classmates were always competing to be my best friend. Which little friend of mine are you talking about?"

Simon smiled: "I'm just asking, just want to know about your childhood stories!"

"Oh yes, my entire childhood and teenage years were completely carefree." Janie said with great emotion.

Simon tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and tried hard to control his anger.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his father's anxious and pleading expression.

Simon understood what his father meant - after all, she was his father's cousin.

Simon had no choice but to swallow his anger.

Fortunately, Janie didn't continue.

Perhaps she noticed Simon's displeasure?

Or perhaps she realized this family didn't welcome her anymore?

Janie didn't even stay for lunch at the Jones Manor before saying goodbye.

After seeing the three generations off outside the Jones Manor gate, Simon said to his parents with an extremely displeased expression: "Isn't it enough for you to receive guests at home? Did you really have to make me come back!"

"I just wanted to have one meal with my aunt, is that so hard!"

Seeing her son so angry, his mother immediately came forward to comfort Simon: "Simon, we didn't want to make you come back either. It was Claire who insisted on calling you. We've already been avoiding them for a week - we can't keep avoiding them forever, right?"

His father also sighed sadly: "Simon, your auntie Janie wasn't wrong - she really did grow up in our family since childhood. Because your grandmother lost a daughter, she developed a heart condition, and it was your auntie Janie who spent more time with your grandmother."

Simon's heart softened immediately: "I'm sorry, Dad."

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang again. He picked it up and saw it was Claire calling again. Simon felt so annoyed!

He really wanted to smash this phone!

His mother was still trying to comfort him: "Answer it, Simon. Maybe your... auntie Janie and Claire will go abroad soon. They're family after all."

Simon reluctantly answered: "Hello."

But it wasn't Claire on the other end - it was Janie's voice.

"Simon, auntie knows the Jones family doesn't lack any treasures, and even my living expenses abroad all these years have been provided by the Jones family, but I still want to express my respect for your grandfather."

Simon: "What do you mean?"

"Before you came, I already visited your grandfather. He's really quite ill. I don't want to disturb him - I hope he recovers well. When I left his room, I put two old ginseng roots under his pillow."

Simon was silent.

"Those are two wild mountain ginseng roots over a hundred years old. Cut a small piece every day to make soup for your grandfather - it can help boost his energy and let him live another ten years."

Simon remained silent.

His anger had subsided considerably: "Auntie Janie."

Janie smiled: "I'm heading back now. When your grandfather gets a bit better, auntie will come visit him at his bedside again."

"Alright, auntie Janie. Take care. When you have time, I'll come visit you. Whatever you need while living in Sunwillow City, just tell Simon. Simon will arrange everything for you and cousin Claire. As for living expenses, you don't need to worry about that at all."

"Simon, auntie knew I have a good nephew." Janie said with a choked voice.

After hanging up, she was still crying convincingly.

Claire, already sitting in the car, watched Janie expressionlessly: "Mom! Didn't you see how indifferent Simon was to us? And Grandpa Jones - you showed him such great respect, but where in his attitude toward you was anything like a father treating his daughter!"

Janie glanced at her daughter: "You! You're still young and don't understand how to deal with people. You don't understand that indirect approaches are what get us what we want!"

Claire was silent.

"Who is Mom? Mom is just your great-aunt's niece. Mom's surname is Bailey! Not Jones."

"In the entire Jones family, the only one with a blood relationship to Mom was my aunt, your great-aunt, but your great-aunt has been dead for so many years. There's an old saying - when someone leaves, the tea gets cold; when someone dies, the lamp goes out. That's exactly what it means."

Claire's tone became more aggressive: "Then why do you keep putting your warm face against their cold butt!"

"If we don't, are we supposed to sleep on the streets, mother and daughter, three generations of us?"

Claire fell silent.

"Mom's designer bags, Mom's designer clothes, your bags, your designer clothes, your title, your status - you need to find a husband with a solid family background and good reputation. Mom can't let you follow my old path! Do you understand!"

Claire said reluctantly: "I know, Mom."

Claire choked up: "Mom's mistake was going abroad. Back then, I always felt that whether it was Pariz or Sunwillow City, there was no one in the whole country worthy of Mom, so I was set on marrying a foreigner. Because of that, Mom's whole life was ruined."

"Later Mom figured it out. Rather than us mother and daughter suffering abroad, we might as well come back to Sunwillow City."

"Because Sunwillow City has Mom's biggest support. We have the Jones family as our backing. With them, you can pick any man in Sunwillow City when looking for a boyfriend!"

"Mom gave you beauty, gave you education, gave you the status of someone who studied abroad, and taught you how to act aloof and play hard to get. Plus now we have the Jones family people backing us up. The rest is up to you."

Claire: "Yes! Don't worry, Mom! I'll definitely surprise you."

This conversation between mother and daughter took place in the car, so naturally the Jones family couldn't hear any of it.

Simon was even apologizing to his father for his coldness toward Janie earlier: "I'm sorry, Dad. I can't be warm to auntie Janie because I saw with my own eyes what kind of suffering my aunt went through. Among those friends Janie said rejected her, one of them was my aunt, right?"

His father's expression was also full of remorse: "Simon, Dad wants to see your aunt, but I'm afraid she won't accept me."

Simon sneered: "If it were me, I wouldn't accept a brother who once kicked me so hard he almost broke my ribs either."

His father was silent.

Seeing his father remain quiet for so long, Simon turned and walked out.

"Simon, where are you going?"

"My aunt is making lunch. If I go now, I can still make it."

"Ask her if her living expenses are enough. Write her a check for a million. No, make it ten million, so she can buy whatever she wants."

Simon was silent.

He didn't answer his father, just continued walking out.

When he arrived at his aunt's house again, Donna had indeed just started eating.

Seeing Simon arrive, Donna was very happy: "Simon, you're so lucky - you'll get to taste the food auntie made right away. I guarantee you've never had anything like it."

"Auntie, that's exactly what I'm craving." Simon said happily.

Just as he was about to follow his aunt into the kitchen, Simon was stopped by Elizabeth.

"You just went back to the Jones family - you must have seen your auntie Janie, right?" Elizabeth asked, raising an eyebrow.