Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 890

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, Jepherson arrived at the Moore family's gate. He stepped out of the car and waited at the door for a while. Stuart went to wait for the door to open. When he came back to tell Jepherson, Jepherson followed the butler to Johan's place.

Johan was lying on the bed. The filial descendants of the Moore family gathered around him. Under the butler's lead, Jepherson strode into Johan's room.

After entering, Jepherson let his gaze run across everyone present. He did not enter but waited for the butler to lead him in. The butler bowed politely and uttered, "Mr. Richards, please follow me."

Finally, Jepherson walked to Johan's side. Johan opened his eyes and looked at Jepherson. "You're Jepherson?"

"I am." Jepherson's attitude was placid, neither humble nor pushy. Johan eyed him for a moment and exclaimed, "No wonder Quirina has done so many silly things. What a young and handsome man!"

Johan coughed twice, as if he was on the verge of losing his breath.

What kind of person was Jepherson? How could he not understand the meaning behind Johan's words? He did not reply but merely smiled. He swept his unfathomable gaze over everyone present.

Almost all of the Moore family's well- known figures showed up. It seemed like he came at the right time! He could finally experience it!

"Yousif, why don't you ask someone to get a chair for Jepherson?" Johan's tone was serious. If Johan had asked Jefferson to take a seat directly, that would be common. However, he asked someone to get the chair for him.

Of course, Jepherson understood that Johan was just deliberately showing off power as a warning.

Nevertheless, he did not want to sit.

Jepherson's handsome face was calm. The corners of his mouth twitched, expressing that he was smiling. He was in an excellent mood. He then looked at Yousif. "No, I'm good. I've come today to apologize for yesterday's incident. I've delayed my time to come to the banquet because of some trivial matters. Pardon my ill manners. I had been punished by my grandmother after returning home. I came here early today to apologize to Old Master Johan.

"Old Master, you're already old. As a junior, I should have come early to pay my respects to you. However, I was late. I hope that you can accept my apology. I'm just a fledgling and is still young, please go easy on me."

Johan's shrewd eyes glanced at Yousif. Yousif personally took a chair and asked Jepherson to sit down. As usual, Jepherson should sit down. As for Yousif's status, even if he was rich enough to rival a state, he should show some respect to his politicians. Moreover, Jepherson was only the vice president of the Richards Group. Even if he took over the family in the future, he would not be able to grasp the fate of Capital City. It would be out of the question to reign the entire city.

However, Jepherson's character far exceeded Johan's imagination. Even if Hansen himself came, he had to listen to him. He did not expect that Jepherson would not give him any face at all.

"I don't need to sit, and I dare not sit either." Jepherson's words caused an uproar in Johan's room.

Johan coughed twice. His savvy eyes had already sized up Jepherson.

The younger generation was to be feared. Johan frowned and looked at the Moore family. In this generation, there were all girls, and the boys were all good-for-nothings.

The reason for Jepherson to be this arrogant was also that he had the capital to be arrogant.

"Old Master, drink some water." The butler hurried forward to serve him. Johan waved his hand. "Don't bother. I know this body of mine. I don't have many days left to live."

The butler quickly added, "You can't say that. You're in good health."

The surrounding members of the Moore family did not say a word as they lowered their heads slightly.

Johan had said the same thing for the past ten years, and here he was, still alive and kicking.

"You say that you don't dare to sit? Is there a nail on this chair?" Johan sat on the side. Although he was old and his face was full of wrinkles, there were two shrewd eyes.

Jepherson glanced at the chair. "Because of what happened yesterday, I was punished by my grandmother to kneel on the ground for half a night after I went back. I didn't dare to move when I got in the car, and it was even more difficult for me to get off it. If the Old Master wants me to sit on the chair, I certainly won't stand."

Johan's heart was full of approbation. What an applaudable young man. Hansen was a capable man. Like father, like son.

If he were to make Jepherson sit down today, he would be considered bullying him. Jepherson came alone to meet him, even his followers were outside. This meant that he was well prepared.

"You're welcome to just stand there. I'm afraid that when you go back and tell your mother, it would come across as I'm bullying you. Anyway, the Moore family and your mother have some relationship. Your ancestors are also my people. Although I am almost dying, I can't help but miss the past. When I see you, it's like seeing your ancestors, thinking about the past..." His words broke into coughs.

"Old Master, let's not talk about the past lest you become sick again." The butler hurried forward to stop him. Jepherson understood what was going on. He did not say anything but just stood there silently.

Johan had never brought up this matter. Now that there was an exception, the Moore family also understood what was going on.

Johan looked at Jepherson for a while. "Jepherson, I heard that Quirina-"