Chapter 395 Nolan Started Spoiling Jasmine
Ethan's residence.
Early in the morning, Ethan was still sleeping with his wife when the doorbell rang.
"Who is so inconsiderate?" Ethan said angrily.
Jasmine, who needed to hold Ethan to sleep soundly, woke up as soon as he did.
Rubbing her eyes, Jasmine sat up with Ethan.
"You sleep a bit more; I'll go check," Ethan said, kissing Jasmine on the forehead.
Jasmine's ears turned red, and she got out of bed to follow him.
When the door opened, dozens of delivery guys came in with huge bouquets of roses, lilies, eustomas, and various other flowers, filling the living room.
Jasmine blinked in surprise at the early morning surprise. "Did you send these to me?"
This might be a surprise for Jasmine, but for Ethan, it was definitely a shock because he didn't send them.
Ethan gritted his teeth. "Who sent these?"
The delivery guy took out a receipt. "We don't know; we just deliver."
Ethan, with a dark expression, took out his phone and called Henry.
"Are you out of your mind? Waking us up so early. Only you would do something so conspicuous. Only you would buy flowers," Ethan scolded Henry thoroughly,
On the other end of the line, Henry, who clearly hadn't woken up yet, said in a low voice, "Ethan, are you crazy?"
"Henry, get your people to take these flowers away. Jasmine doesn't need your flowers; I'll send her flowers myself," Ethan warned in a low voice,
Henry took a deep breath and sneered. "Looks like I'm not your only opponent."
"What do you mean?" Ethan frowned.
It was not Henry.
"The SHC Group is swamped; I don't have the time to send flowers. People in love get dull." Henry hung up on Ethan.
He was crazy.
He came over early in the morning just to show off.
Ethan, damn you!
On the flip side, Ethan pondered. It couldn't be Henry, and there was no one else. Nobody else would dare challenge him so openly.
On the sofa, Jasmine's eyes sparkled as she happily looked at the flowers, thinking about what to do with them.
She looked up to see Ethan's fierce gaze.
Clearly, Ethan was angry.
"Ethan, the flowers are innocent." Jasmine looked at Ethan pitifully.
These flowers must have cost a lot.
"Connor." Ethan thought of Connor again.
Waking up early already put him in a bad mood, and Ethan felt like he should go beat up Connor to get some exercise.
The doorbell rang again.
Ethan squinted his eyes and went to open the door.
This time, it was a delivery person from a five-star hotel carrying a meal box. They took out a sumptuous breakfast, plated it delicately, introduced it, and left with a smile.
Ethan rubbed his temples, thinking he must have seen it wrong.
Who has the nerve to provoke him so openly?
Besides Connor, there was no one else.
"Wow, all my favorites," Jasmine exclaimed in surprise at the breakfast.
"Is my cooking not good enough?" Ethan sneered, a bit resentful.
"This way, we don't have to make breakfast," Jasmine coaxed Ethan,
Ethan sneered again. "If you don't know who sent it, don't eat it."
Jasmine's hand, reaching for the cheeseburger, froze. She didn't dare eat it.
The doorbell rang again.
Ethan's mood darkened further; this time, he was about to explode.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Nolan's secretary, dressed in a suit, bowing to Ethan. "Good morning, Mr. Douglas. Is Ms. Cunningham here?"
Ethan frowned. "What does Nolan want?"
"Mr. Cunningham sent a car to take Ms. Cunningham to see a house," the secretary said with a fawning smile,
"It's very early," Ethan pointed at his phone. "It's only 8:30 AM, we should be sleeping."
He finally had a day off and wanted to sleep in with Jasmine, but his good mood was ruined.
"Mr. Cunningham upgraded a villa for Ms. Cunningham by the lake. The bidding for this community required immediate payment. Mr. Cunningham added $70 million to secure the purchase before 9 AM. If Ms. Cunningham likes it, we can pay immediately," the secretary said, smiling as if he had won the lottery.
Jasmine turned out to be the real heiress of the Cunningham family. She indeed had a fortune aura.
This way, Nolan couldn't kick Jasmine out of the company.
With Jasmine, he could earn project bonuses again. He was thrilled.
"We'll go right away!" Jasmine said happily, her mouth full of a cheeseburger.
Getting Nolan to pay was an opportunity she couldn't miss.
"Ms. Cunningham, no rush. Mr. Cunningham and I will wait for you downstairs," the secretary said with a smile and turned to leave.
Jasmine pulled Ethan to eat the cheeseburger. "It's good, really good."
Ethan's face was dark, clearly unhappy.
After slowly washing up and eating a bit of breakfast, Ethan reluctantly followed Jasmine downstairs.
Nolan was crazy for giving Jasmine a house.
They had a house.
Once the top floor over there was renovated and Connor left, he would take Jasmine to live there.
But being invited to a meal by Nolan was also good.
As long as Jasmine was happy.
"This car is pink." As soon as Jasmine came downstairs, she saw a brand new Ferrari sports car with an electric cherry blossom pink wrap inside the transparent cover of the truck.
Indeed, having money was great. Last night, they had the dealership bring the new car and wrap it overnight, delivering it to Jasmine.
"Do you know how to drive?" Nolan smiled at Jasmine, placing the car keys in her hand.
Even the car keys were pink.
Amelia chose all of this; she said all girls like this kind of thing.
He didn't know if it was true.
Jasmine was so shocked that her ears turned red. She looked up at Nolan, feeling for the first time that a person could shine. "Yes, I can drive."
When she was eighteen, Evan took her to get her driver's license.
But she hadn't had the chance to drive since then.
"Nolan is really generous," Ethan mocked Nolan. "Don't tell me, today's breakfast and those flowers were also from you."
Nolan replied, "Do you have a problem with that?"
Amelia said girls like flowers.
"Yes, a big problem. Mr. Cunningham, please don't send such misleading gifts so early on weekends," Ethan warned Nolan.
"You're crazy." Nolan retorted, looking at Jasmine with a doting expression.
Over there, Jasmine was circling her car.
She was so happy to have her own car.
Ethan raised his hand to cover his forehead, feeling for the first time that his act of pretending to be poor was a complete failure.
He could easily gift Jasmine a car, given the abundance in his garage. .
"Let's go, let's check out the house first." Nolan smiled at Jasmine.
Jasmine nodded vigorously, happily getting into Nolan's car with Ethan.
The Wilson family.
After Serena passed away, Karen fell ill.
She had been running a fever, and her whole demeanor was like that of a madwoman.
Evan stood outside, silent.
After the funeral, Benjamin never came back, clearly choosing to live with the woman and child outside.
Karen came out of the bedroom, sitting in the yard with a pale face.
Evan wanted to speak several times but didn't know what to say.
"Mrs. Wilson, Mr. Everhart is here." At the door, the butler walked over.
Karen's empty gaze froze, and seeing Alex walk in, she couldn't help but break down in tears.
Alex's heart tightened, and he quickly stepped forward.
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