Corinne’s lips twitched for a second. She then ate a big mouthful of the crawfish. “And yet, you keep showing your face in front of
me even when I ignore you.”
Jason put a freshly-peeled crawfish next to her lips. “That’s why I’m working hard to make you not ignore me.”
Corinne was not used to being fed by another person, so she stabbed the crawfish with her fork before putting it into her mouth.
Jason did not mind her rejection. “Do you want to know what the Holdens are doing?” he asked with a smile.
Corinne was a little taken aback by the sudden question and said nothing.
She had been avoiding using her electronic devices or contacting Xante and Aaron the whole day. She was worried Jeremy
would hunt her down using GPS technology. Although she had no idea what was going on with the Holdens, she could probably
guess it.
The Holdens must have mobilized their entire household staff to look for her since she was carrying their bloodline. They would
never allow their kin to be wandering like a hobo outside.
Not wanting to talk about the Holdens, Corinne changed the topic. “You’re right. The crawfish is delicious. Where did you buy it
from? Can you send me the address later?”Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books Updates...
Jason raised his eyebrow. “What’s the point of sending you the address? You’ll be going abroad soon enough, so it’s not like you
can buy it anymore.”
“Oh, right. I nearly forgot about it,” said Corinne nonchalantly.
“Tsk! Don’t scare me like that. I thought you’d changed your mind and wanted to go back to Jeremy.”
It was impossible for that to happen since Corinne was the kind that would not change her mind once she decided.
“Enough about me. Can I interview you, Jason?”
Jason looked at her with great interest. “Interview me? Of course you can. What do you want to ask?”
Corinne looked around the two bedrooms and the living room in the apartment. “You said you lived here when you were little, but
didn’t you come from a rich family? Why would your parents let you live in such an old apartment?”
Something flashed across Jason’s eyes when he heard the questions. He did not stop peeling the crawfish as he answered,
“Didn’t Jeremy tell you? I’m not my parents’ biological son.”
Corinne’s expression changed. “No, he didn’t. Does that mean you’re adopted?”
Jason smiled and explained, “I guess you can call me that. My adoptive parents used to have a son, but he died when he was
little. Due to some unique reason, my adopted father was unable to have another child, so he decided to adopt a kid from his
relatives to be his successor.
“I was the son of a distant relative of his. Both of my parents died, and for that reason, I was chosen to be his adopted son.
Growing up, I was raised to be his successor. This house was where we lived as a family.”
‘That solves the mystery,’ thought Corinne. She could not help but look at Jason with sympathy for the same plight they found
themselves in when they were mere kids.
Though he was lucky to be chosen to be a rich family’s successor, he must have felt trapped at the same time since he had no
say in anything. Both he and Corinne grew up living under somebody else’s roof with no sense of belonging.
“How old were you when they adopted you?” asked Corinne.
“Around seven or eight years old. I can remember almost everything about my birth parents.”