Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again!-Chapter 644: Are You Really Over 50?

Miles Sterling’s face turned even uglier when he saw Jasmine Lucas; it was clear he didn’t think this was any predestined encounter.

Although he had interacted with all sorts of women, besides in bed, he didn’t have the patience to get to know a woman, let alone a kid.

The only thing about Jasmine that caught his attention was probably that she looked around the same age as Vanessa Sterling.

Jasmine was petite, with an inherently baby face; she could be alluring when dressed sexily, and pure when acting cute.

This was also why she was so popular in the organization, because she could switch her appearance and personality according to the target’s preference, helping her complete tasks more effectively.

Except... Miles Sterling seemed not to fall for this trick?

He completely ignored Jasmine and walked past her, continuing on his way.

Could it be that their prior investigation had gone in the wrong direction? Miles Sterling didn’t like this kind of pure-looking girl?

Jasmine pondered, yet her feet still followed, watching Miles Sterling holding a plush box, and she actively started a conversation, asking Miles Sterling: "Uncle... do you have a girlfriend?"

Miles Sterling answered impatiently: "What’s it to you?"

Jasmine replied, "I just thought... such a cute box must be a present for a girlfriend, right?"

Miles Sterling suddenly stopped in his tracks, looked at Jasmine angrily, and warned, "Don’t fucking follow me! Do I know you?!"

Jasmine was genuinely startled by Miles Sterling; she internally cursed, yet outwardly put on a pitiful and wronged expression: "Sorry, Uncle... did I make you angry?"

"Scram!"

Jasmine relentlessly kept up: "Uncle, is something on your mind? If you have something unhappy, you can tell me, bottling it up will make you sick!"

Miles Sterling was already irritated, and now he had a stranger nagging in his ears without a moment of peace. Seeing an empty car approaching ahead, he immediately hailed it down and, even before it had fully stopped, opened the car door and got inside.

"Young man, where to?"

"Anywhere."

As soon as he spoke, Miles Sterling slammed the car door shut, and the driver drove away.

Jasmine stood there with a lollipop in her mouth, furrowing her brow and muttering, "I refuse to believe you won’t fall for it! What an insincere jerk playing innocent?"

She must’ve gotten the style wrong; she’ll switch to a sexy, alluring outfit next time and try again.

Walking by the bridge, Jasmine thought about the countless outfits in her wardrobe, already planning which set would be more appropriate.

As fate would have it, enemies met face to face.

Jasmine’s gaze fell on the railings not far away, and she saw a man holding a young girl by the railings, laughing and enjoying the scenery with apparent interest.

Narrowing her gaze, recognizing the man’s face, Jasmine clenched her jaw, biting down directly onto the lollipop in her mouth, seemingly directing all her resentment towards that person into the candy.

"Crunch, crunch," she chewed the candy to bits and swallowed, took the stick out of her mouth, quietly walked over, and tucked it into Faye Xavier’s down jacket hood.

People were coming and going on the bridge, Faye Xavier was utterly oblivious, he just held the woman in his arms and laughed, "Though this night view is beautiful, it’s not a fraction as beautiful as you."

"Brother Faye, you’re so annoying, you’re making me shy."

Faye Xavier said, "You must’ve never looked in a mirror to be unaware of your own beauty."

The woman was amused by Faye Xavier’s sweet talk, laughing "hee-hee," but Jasmine standing aside almost gagged.

"Brother Faye, the wind here is so strong, I think we should go back to the hotel, I’m a bit tired."

Faye Xavier slapped the woman’s pert buttock, "We haven’t even started the fun yet and you’re tired? How will you manage tonight then?"

"You’re so naughty~"

"Alright, as you wish, let’s head back to the hotel and get cozy."

Faye Xavier was about to turn around with the woman in his arms when Jasmine’s lips curled into a wicked smile. She went forward, clinging to Faye Xavier’s arm, and with a babyish voice exclaimed, "Daddy, why are you here! Mom is still lying on the hospital bed, how can you do such a thing to betray her!"

Faye Xavier frowned, and the woman in his arms also showed a surprised expression.

Jasmine’s outfit today, though appearing about fifteen or sixteen years old, didn’t quite make her and Faye Xaviers look like father and daughter; the woman’s face was full of horror as she snuggled into Faye Xaviers’ arms, "Brother Faye, who is she!"

At first glance, Faye Xavier didn’t recognize her either. After all, Jasmine’s outfit today was far from the sexy femme fatale he had the impression of, his first reaction was thinking she was a lunatic. Upon taking a closer look, he realized it was an old foe and came forward.

He flung Jasmine’s hand away: "Who are you calling Dad, huh? Just ’cause we shared a night doesn’t make me your dad!"

Faye Xavier didn’t use much force, but Jasmine used this momentum to sit down on the ground and burst into tears: "Wahhh~ You don’t deserve to be a father! Not only did you abandon your wife and child, but did you pay a penny for my mom’s medical bills?! Did you ever provide for our living expenses?! Wahh! Is there any justice in this world! Everybody, come and judge for yourselves!"

Jasmine’s tantrum on the ground successfully attracted a crowd of onlookers, Faye Xavier held the woman caught in the center of the crowd’s gaze, being put at the focus of gossip around morality and human nature by Jasmine’s mere few words, suddenly had a feeling of riding a tiger and finding it hard to get off.

Seeing the spectators gathered, Jasmine immediately squeezed out tears, crying so pitifully, pointed with a trembling hand at Faye Xavier, and said: "Look at him, everyone! Take a good look at this man, don’t be fooled by his young looks, he’s actually over fifty. I’m his daughter, and my mother is lying on her sickbed, unable to see him one last time, while he’s here with this little vixen romancing away! Those who do evil things will be punished by heaven! They’ll be struck by lightning!"

Faye Xavier: "..."

"What does it mean to be a beast in human clothing?! Huh! This person right here is a living example!"

Some clueless onlookers who loved to join in started to chatter, some even took out phones to film videos: "Men really are unreliable, ignoring a wife in the hospital and running off with a mistress! Shameless!"

"Indeed, just wanting fun without responsibility, looking decent on the outside but internally rotten to the core."

"But honestly, you couldn’t tell this guy is over fifty, he’s well preserved."

"Huh, what good is it to be good-looking, isn’t he just deceiving little girls out here? Look at his face, he’s no stable person, shameless at his age!"

"Darling, rest assured, I’ll never be like him, men like this make me want to punch them!"

The woman beside Faye Xavier shrank in his arm, her face terrified as she asked, "Brother Faye, what’s going on here? Is she really your daughter? Are you really over fifty?!"