Chapter 92 Give Me A Kiss
“Three hundred million?” When Josephine heard that figure, her expression abruptly changed. Even her hand that was holding the lavender jade figurine trembled slightly. “Have you lost your mind, Jonathan? You spent three hundred million on a piece of jade?”
If it were in the past, I would never believe that he has three hundred million. But now, he has become increasingly mysterious, making him all the more unfathomable. Not only did he blithely buy a sports car that costs eighteen million, eight hundred and eighty thousand, but he also moved into a villa worth several hundred million with a single word. Even the Chairman of Graham Group showed him respect. Therefore, buying a piece of jade for three hundred million is indeed something he would do!
“Nah, that’s a lie!” Jonathan couldn’t help chuckling at her emotional state, fibbing, “I was just joking. This piece of jade only cost a few hundred grand.”
“Really?” Josephine was rather skeptical.
“Why would I lie about that?” Chortling, Jonathan then asked, “Do I look like someone who could fork out three hundred million?”
“Nope.” Josephine shook her head before she frowned and questioned, “Didn’t I say to buy something around a hundred thousand? How could you have so much money when you’ve just started working?”
“I’ve got a couple hundred thousand in savings at the very least. Before I left my post, Zachary gave me a huge sum of money, saying that it’s compensation.” Jonathan randomly made up a reason, using Zachary as a shield again.
“I really don’t know what to say about you!”
Josephine was so vexed that she was at a loss for words.
“In the past, I was poor and caused you to be mocked alongside me during the annual party. This year, however, things will be different!” Slowly walking over to her, Jonathan hugged her around the waist from behind. In a gentle voice, he vowed, “From now on, I’ll never allow anyone to treat you with contempt!”
“Okay…”
At his sudden hug, Josephine instinctively tensed, and even her hands turned a touch stiff.
“Hurry up and let go! It’ll be bad if Emmeline sees us like this!” Josephine started struggling, but it was merely a half-hearted effort.
In truth, her aversion toward Jonathan had gradually started fading.
“She won’t see us…” Jonathan lightly blew a puff of warm air against her ear. “If she dares to peep on us, I’ll spank her!”
“She’s your sister-in-law, so you’re not allowed to have any indecent thoughts about her!” Her head snapping back, Josephine shot daggers at him.
I heard that many men harbor fantasies about their sisters-in-law! I must douse his fanciful notions in the cradle!
“I’ve got no indecent thoughts about her!” Jonathan curled his lips. “Her figure is flat without any curves to speak of, so she needs a few more years to grow into them!”
“You’re not allowed to have any indecent thoughts about her in the future, either!” Josephine asserted coldly.
“I only have indecent thoughts about you.” Lifting her, Jonathan whirled around and pinned her onto the couch.
He then lowered himself over her and was just a moment away from capturing her lips when the shrilling ringing of a phone interrupted him.
“Who’s calling at this time?”
Jonathan’s expression turned frightfully grim.
“It’s my phone!” Josephine hastily pushed him away, the ringing of the phone snapping her out of her haze of desire.
“Hello, Uncle Ezra.”
“Have you made all the preparations for the annual party tomorrow?” A man’s strained voice sounded from the other end of the phone.
That aside, she could also seemingly hear a woman’s soft moans.
“Yes, everything is ready.” Josephine’s face instantly flushed bright red when she heard the woman’s pants.
She was no young teenager, so she could naturally tell what they were doing.
“Have you prepared a gift?” The man’s rough voice started turning a tad raged, and he was even panting heavily.
“Yeah,” Josephine answered.
“Remember to be there on the dot at eight o’clock tomorrow morning! Oh yes, I heard that your family’s worthless live-in son-in-law is now back after having disappeared for three years?” Josephine’s uncle, Ezra Smith, mentioned Jonathan out of the blue.
“Y-Yes, that’s right.” Josephine reflexively moved the phone away, not wanting Jonathan to hear someone else criticizing him thus.
However, such a scanty distance posed no difficulty to Jonathan’s keen hearing.
“Don’t bring him tomorrow, lest he make a fool out of himself! All right, I’ll talk to you next time! I’m busy right now!”
Without waiting for Josephine to respond, the man hung up with a beep. Prior to the call disconnecting, a woman’s tormented yet euphoric scream split the air without warning.
Hearing that, Josephine blushed to the tip of her ears.
Gah! This is so awkward!
“Uncle Ezra truly has no scruples at all!” she griped with her face flaming bright red.
“What do you mean by that?” Jonathan pretended as though he hadn’t heard anything.
“Well…” Josephine was about to answer, but in the next second, she glowered at him. “Stop asking the obvious!”
“I really didn’t hear anything.” Jonathan spread his hands, an innocent look on his face.
“Forget about that! Let’s meet in the living room at half-past seven tomorrow morning. Don’t oversleep!” After saying that, Josephine bolted to her feet and hastened toward the second floor.
“I’m too tired today, so I might very possibly oversleep.” Jonathan rubbed his head with weariness etched on his face. “How about we sleep together tonight? Then you can wake me up tomorrow morning.”
“In your dreams!” Josephine shot him a glare. “You’ve already taken advantage of me earlier!”
“Hey, there’s no such thing!” Smirking, Jonathan drawled, “How could it be taking advantage of you when you’re my wife?”
“Whatever!”
Rolling her eyes at him, Josephine then headed upstairs, sashaying her hips all the way.
The night passed in the blink of an eye.
The sky had just begun to brighten, but Margaret had already showered and changed hours ago. She even went out and had a makeover.
Even Connor, who basically wore an apron every day, had purposely changed into a black suit.
It was the Smith family’s annual party, an exceedingly grand occasion for all the Smith family members.
Knock, knock!
“Wake up, Jonathan!”
At half-past seven in the morning, Josephine knocked on Jonathan’s room door.
“Coming!”
The moment Jonathan opened the door, he was greeted by the sight of Josephine in a white dress. Her long, black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, while her fair skin was smooth and supple.
As she wore the white dress, in particular, she exuded a pure and refined aura.
“What are you looking at?”
Josephine felt a touch uneasy at his scrutiny, a hint of a blush staining her face.
“Looking at your beautiful countenance!” Jonathan wrapped an arm around her slender waist and whispered into her ear, “Give me a kiss, Darling!”
“Stop messing around!” Josephine couldn’t help shoving him away. “Mom and Dad are waiting for you downstairs!”
