Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 1982 - 562: Won’t Lose

Women understand women the best.

Especially Isla Astir.

Being a comic book author, she herself was delicate in thought and would depict women with schemes in her works; although she was a few years younger than Jean Beckman, she was much more mature than Jean.

Jean Beckman’s little tricks could not be hidden from her.

Upon hearing this, Mandel Thompson said with a smile, "Don’t worry, no one can steal your boyfriend away from you."

Isla Astir nodded, "If you really get stolen away, it means we were not fated to be together. Boss Thompson, I dislike the idea of two women competing for one man the most, so if you ever have a change of heart, just say it straight. I definitely won’t cling on desperately."

A love that clings desperately is doomed to have no good outcome.

If a man no longer loves, no matter how infatuated the woman is, she appears only cheap in his eyes.

Therefore.

Isla Astir cannot do such a thing.

"Miss Astir, what are you thinking about?" Mandel Thompson stretched out his index finger and flicked Isla Astir’s forehead, then continued, "Do I look like the fickle sort of person in your eyes?"

"No." Isla Astir looked at Mandel Thompson, her eyes filled with earnestness, "The Boss Thompson in my eyes is deeply devoted, a rare good man. Meeting you is my fortune."

Mandel Thompson smiled lightly, "Meeting you is also my fortune."

From the first moment he met Isla Astir, he felt this girl was quite special.

After spending some time together, Mandel Thompson felt more and more that Isla Astir was the other half he had been searching for.

After speaking, Mandel Thompson continued, "Miss Astir, rest assured, the greatest strength of the Thompson Clan’s men is their unwavering loyalty."

"Alright." Isla Astir said with a smile, "I believe you."

Just then, Jean Beckman, who had reached the door, glanced at the two people inside the hall.

Mandel Thompson really went through a lot of trouble for her.

And he’s not afraid that this woman will cling to him for good.

Such lowly women are capable of anything.

With this thought, Jean Beckman narrowed her eyes.

Shortly after, Felicity Henington came from across the street, smiling as she approached Jean, "Beckman."

"You’re here."

Felicity Henington nodded, "Sorry, the company was a bit busy today."

"No worries." Jean Beckman said.

Felicity Henington looked at Jean Beckman and felt that there was something off about her today, questioning, "Beckman, you look pale, what’s wrong?"

She didn’t quite seem like the usual Jean Beckman.

Jean Beckman spoke indifferently, "It’s nothing, I just saw Mandel Thompson inside a moment ago."

"Mandel Thompson?" Felicity Henington widened her eyes, "You saw him again?"

Jean Beckman nodded.

Felicity Henington clicked her tongue, "You two really are fated!"

Mandel Thompson running into Jean Beckman time and again, who would believe that it wasn’t deliberate?

"What fate? He already has a girlfriend now!" Jean Beckman said.

Felicity Henington looped her arm with Jean Beckman’s, "Haven’t you heard of playing hard to get?"

If Mandel Thompson really liked his girlfriend, he wouldn’t keep appearing before Jean Beckman.

Felicity Henington continued, "Perhaps he just wants to see you get jealous? Beckman, it seems that your rejection back then left quite a psychological impact on him! Your denial made him heartbroken, so now he wants you to take initiative, to confess and regret what you did back then."

Upon hearing this, Jean Beckman scoffed lightly, "Me, regret?"

If she had any regrets, she wouldn’t have rejected Mandel Thompson back then.

A woman of her standing deserved a better man.

Felicity Henington looked at her enviously, "Beckman, how come your life is so good? Not only do you come from a good family, you’re also still on the mind of a diamond bachelor like Mandel Thompson! Do you know how many young ladies dream of him?"

There are many in her company who clamor about wanting to marry Mandel Thompson.

Jean Beckman’s eyes were filled with a sense of superiority, "Mandel Thompson is just so-so."

Felicity Henington replied, "To you, he might be average, but to us, he is someone out of reach. Someone like you, born with a silver spoon, can never understand our feelings."

Jean Beckman just smiled and didn’t say a word.

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At ten o’clock at night.

Mary Perryne went to the fresh food supermarket with Brandon.

"Brandon’s Mom."

At this moment, a surprised voice rang out in the air.

Mary Perryne turned around and saw, smiling, "Beckman’s Mom."

Mary Perryne and Mrs. Summer would occasionally refer to each other using their children’s names. freeweɓnøvel~com

Mrs. Summer then said, "What brings you to the supermarket so late at night?"

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