To Sebastian's consternation, the man on the other end of the line continued.
"Also, | can even apologize to you about the photo, | did have a bad thought, but now | won't do it again."
So quick, even let a good big step, really let Sebastian reaction.
He was silent for a long tbefore he spoke, "If you don't have anything to offer, you're not adulterous. You apologized with
conditions attached, right?"
The caller then laughed softly, his tone full of appreciation and pride, "How worthy of me, Owen Jones' grandson."
That's right, the person on the other end of the phone is the Jones Family's current head, the head of the family, Owen Jones!
The old man, who is ancient in age, is currently wearing a white tang coat and sitting on a stone bench in the garden, carefully
studying the chess gin front of him.
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The chess pieces made of red agate and Chinese white jade are beautifully carved and worth even more.
Owen, however, was completely unconcerned, fiddling with it casually and even picking it up and tapping it on the corner of the
table as a substitute for agonizing thought.
The old man, who is well known in the Capital, was an existence that could make the whole Capital tremble with his words when he
was young.
Such a big man now has nothing else to ask for but for Sebastian, his own grandson who has been in exile for more than 20 years,
to return to the Jones Family as soon as possible.
"Sebastian, your father is an unreliable prodigal son, so the large the Jones Family, all have to rely on you to inherit and take care
of, as long as you can cback, except for that condition, | can meet you." Owen said.
Sebastian's tone was cold and his attitude even more resolute, "As it happens, there is nothing | need you to meet except for that
condition."
The negotiations between the two men were deadlocked.
After a long time, Owen had to give up and sighed, "Okay, I'll give you a little more tto think about it, the Jones Family can
bring you more than what you think!"
After saying this, Owen hung up the phone.
The next moment, his face suddenly gloomy down, turning his head to look at the butler waiting next to him, throwing the phone
on the table.
"Say, what was Sebastian talking about with the photos?"
Although Owen knew nothing about the photo when Sebastian talked about it earlier.
But as the Jones Family family head, he knows that this is definitely a handful of people moving around.
So instead of saying he didn't know about it and having Sebastian question his credibility with the Jones Family.
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Might as well answer it first and then turn around and get the originator in trouble!
The housekeeper was so frightened that he shivered and spoke in a stuttering voice, "It was the master who did it, saying that he
saw that young Master Sebastian never cback, so he warned him."
"He said go ahead and warn? You didn't know to stop it?" Owen blew on his florid beard.
Anger, visible to the naked eye, hovers overhead.
Butler more panic, and hurried to explain, "I tried to stop it, but it was too late, afterwards observed the villa side did not make any
trouble, only then did not tell the family owner your ......"
Before he could finish his sentence, Owen interrupted, "Enough, wrong is wrong, don't make excuses for yourself."
"Yes, it's all my fault, please punish the family head." The steward hung his head and willingly accepted the punishment.
But Owen waved his hand, "Forget it, first call that sinful son over to me, I'll ask what he really wants."
"No need to call, I'm here now, aren't I?" Around the corner of the garden, immediately ca playful reply.