CHAPTER 899: CHAPTER 899: SORRY, I’M ALREADY MARRIED

What?

Seraphina’s eyes immediately lit up. Is he... interested in one of her girls?

Did the business just come like that?

Seraphina looked Jude Crawford up and down. This man is indeed a true patron, getting close to him would be incredible.

"Mr. Rathborne, you mean..." Seraphina was a bit uncertain.

Jude Crawford looked at the gleam in her watery eyes and playfully curled his thin lips, "Ten million? Fifty million? A hundred million? Is it enough?"

My God!

Seraphina took a deep breath, "Enough! It’s enough! Mr. Rathborne, you’re truly generous. Tell me, which girl from our Phoenix Plume Pavilion do you have your eye on? Our top picks are at your disposal!"

Jude Crawford reached out, using his slender fingers to pinch her delicate chin, and a word slipped from his thin lips, "You!"

"..." Seraphina fluttered her lashes. Did he mean that he’s interested in her?

"What, you’re not selling? Didn’t you say you’d sell anything for money? A hundred million isn’t enough, I can go to two hundred million, three hundred million..."

Seraphina wanted to cover her ears, these millions were the most beautiful melody she’d ever heard, save her, she could barely resist the temptation.

"But, but..."

"But what, you’re selling yourself, and I’m paying to buy you. You said any girl from Phoenix Plume Pavilion was at my disposal, now that I’ve picked you, you’re not willing?"

"..." Seraphina was left speechless, one hundred million, two hundred million, three hundred million... so much money. She could use that money to build a base for cultivating precious medicinal herbs at Alani, allowing many people at Alani to make a living from growing herbs and live a prosperous life.

But... but... she couldn’t sell herself...

Jude Crawford looked at her conflicted expression and felt a great mood, "I’ll give you three seconds to think, as you can see, I have plenty of money, and how much you can earn from me depends on your ability."

The driver in front heard these words and his hand shook, he almost doubted he was hallucinating. He had been with Mr. Rathborne for many years, Mr. Rathborne was so dignified and reserved, never had he done something as tempting a woman with money.

"One."

"Two..."

Jude Crawford had already begun counting down.

"Wait... wait a moment!" Seraphina spoke up in difficulty, "Mr. Rathborne, it’s not that I don’t want to earn your money, but it’s truly that... I can’t sell."

"Why?"

"Because, I’m already married," Seraphina said.

I’m already married...

This sentence exploded in Jude Crawford’s ears, his dark pupils shrank instantly, staring at her in unbelievable shock.

What did she just say?

She said, she’s already married?

In fact, after all these years, he had also had a marriage, it was normal if she dated or got married.

Two people’s romantic entanglement from a one-night stand, no one would stay put waiting.

But Jude Crawford was still stunned, he looked at her opening and closing red lips, yet he couldn’t understand what she just said.

Seraphina looked at him, repeating, "I’m sorry, Mr. Rathborne, I’m already married."

A few seconds later, Jude Crawford slowly returned to his senses, a hint of red amusement floated in his phoenix eyes, "Seraphina, you’re really something. How stupid I am, to spend so much time playing with a married woman!"

After speaking, Jude Crawford released her delicate chin, took out a few tissues, wiped his hands furiously, as if touching her made him touch something dirty.

The atmosphere in the luxury car’s cabin plummeted.

Just then, they arrived at the location, the driver respectfully opened the rear car door, and Jude Crawford and Seraphina got out.

"Baby~" A greasy voice quickly rang out.

Jude Crawford looked up to see a pot-bellied middle-aged man opening his arms and rushing towards Seraphina. The "baby" was obviously directed at her.

Jude Crawford narrowed his phoenix eyes in a flash, he recognized this greasy man, they had dealings before, Sean Dawson.

The Dawson family used to be nobility of the Wang line, but in Sean’s generation, they fell. This Sean loves a life of debauchery, obsessed with beauty. He had deep dark circles under his eyes, clearly from frequent late nights.

The dark circles didn’t do anything wrong, but Sean became their spokesperson unwarrantedly, painting himself pitch-black.

Could this Sean be her... husband?

She said she was already married, could it be she married Sean?

Sean rushed over, wanting to give Seraphina a big hug, but she stood still, and as he came closer, she quickly stepped aside.

This caused Sean to lunge forward, nearly tasting the dirt.

His men quickly grabbed him, saving him from further embarrassment. Sean felt awkward, glared angrily at his men, then turned with a wide grin to Seraphina, pampering her, "Yara my darling, you’re being playful again."

Seraphina looked at Sean, smiled, but didn’t speak.

"Oh, isn’t this Mr. Rathborne?" At this moment Sean noticed Jude Crawford, his eyes lit up, "Mr. Rathborne, so nice to meet you."

Jude Crawford, standing with dignity in a black cashmere coat, glanced at Sean lightly and effortlessly curled his thin lips, "President Dawson, and this is?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Rathborne, let me formally introduce you, this is my lovely wife, Seraphina Linden." Sean said proudly.

Jude Crawford’s driver let out a little sound of disbelief at the sight, "Huh?" It was incredible how such a beautiful flower ended up in cow dung.

Jude Crawford’s eyes slowly darkened. Had she really married this Sean?

Is there something wrong with her eyes?

"Mr. Rathborne, not hiding it from you, today I brought my lovely wife over to attend my stepdaughter’s wedding, I don’t know if Mr. Rathborne is?"

Jude Crawford curled his lips, his voice deep and indifferent, "That’s quite a coincidence, I’m here for my daughter’s wedding."

--A Daily Story of Seraphina and Jude--

Jude Crawford’s 20th Birthday Gift

Jude Crawford turned 20, Isabelle Willow spent his first birthday with him, but Isabelle Willow didn’t give him his birthday gift immediately.

Jude Crawford waited and waited, even after driving her home in the evening, he still hadn’t received his birthday gift.

Jude Crawford returned to his villa, tossed his car keys, and entered his room. Just then, his phone buzzed with a text from Isabelle Willow.

The message was short, happy birthday gift has arrived, please check.

A small video was attached below the text.

Jude Crawford clicked on the video, in it, Isabelle Willow had changed into a black and white maid outfit, with cute cat ears on her head, and her small hands on her cheeks, she called out sweetly three times, meow meow meow~

Jude Crawford swallowed hard, rushed into the bathroom swiftly.

That night, he lay in bed watching the video several times in secret, and silently revisited the bathroom a few more times.