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Chapter 241: Storm In The Assembly Hall.
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"Jonathan, I…" The thought of a particular possibility flushed her cheeks with a hint of pink, and she was at a loss for words.

"What I meant was." he elucidated: "you've seen the situation between Adela and me. She might stay mad at me for a while. And I have no means to make it up to her. I'll buy you a car, and then if you could do me a small favor. When Adela needs to go somewhere, you can drive her."

"Rest assured, the car I'm buying is for you. Naturally, it's yours."

Selena was stunned again. Her heart instantly hollowed.

She had assumed that Jonathan had suddenly developed an interest in her, wanting her to be his clandestine lover.

She had been pondering, uncertain whether to accept or not.

To be Jonathan's unrecognized lover, many women would crave.

Selena, being flesh and blood, could hardly resist.

But it turned out it was also because of Adela.

She wanted to ask Jonathan what made Adela so special that he treated her well.

"Alright!" Selena mustered a smile.

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