Coolest Girl in Town (Elise and Alexander)
Chapter 816

Chapter 816 A Man in Dishonor Is a Man in Disfavor

After Jamie took his phone back, he stared somewhat absent-mindedly at the picture for a momentbefore answering, “This one? She's Narissa Cuber, a friend of your mom's too. She's mischievous likeyou. There's not a thing in this world she fears.”

Irvin thought the man was baffling, for he hadn't expected Jamie to ramble about a casual question."A hunk? You're the ugliest in the picture.” Irvin sassed.

"You've got a terrible eye for beauty, kid.” Jamie was determined to prove himself despite beingdespised so badly by a child. “Take a good look at this face, these abs, and these long legs. Tell mewhat any part of this has to do with ugly. I don't want to brag, but there's barely anyone in Tissotemore good-looking than me!”

“Yeah, right,” Irvin retorted. “I already found one after I jumped out of your car.”

"Who?" Jamie narrowed his eyes, and his vanity suddenly came into play.

“Here, this guy!” Irvin pulled out the screenshot he got from the cafe.

Jamie leaned over only to replace it was none other than Alexander Griffith. He drew a gasp inresponse. As much as he wanted to retort, he knew he could only swallow his words back down."Okay, you win. You got lucky this time.” Jamie then deliberately changed the topic, replaceing an out.“Your mom will arrive tomorrow. You just stay here for the night. If you need anything, you can askthe staff to get it for you. Tell them to put it on my tab.”

With that, he pressed down the door handle to leave.

"Are you leaving?” Irvin looked up from his tablet in response, leading Jamie to turn around with agrin. “Why? Are you already missing me?”

"You wish.” The boy's attention was now on his tablet. “I just want to tell you to come and take meto the airport with you.”

“Hey, you're taking me for a chauffeur now, aren't you?” Jamie's face fell, aggrieved. "What if I sayno?"

“Then, I'll replace a chance to run away again and make it hard for you to explain to my mom.” Irvindidn’t even move his eyes away once when he was speaking.

“For a kid with a warm mouth, your words sure are cold.” Jamie was rendered exasperated. This littlerascal can really make a man angry.

“I can go on if you'd like,” Irvin said curtly.

“Forget it. I'd like to live a couple more decades.” The man left at once for fear that he would die ofanger on the spot. “See you tomorrow.”

“See you, himbo!” Irvin bid Jamie farewell with a deadpan face.

Jamie could only play dumb and leave when there was nothing he could do about the kid.

The entire room fell silent as soon as he left.

Irvin opened a unique search engine and uploaded Alexander's picture into it, only to receive tensof thousands of related searches.

The first link was his Wikipedia page. Alexander Griffith, former general manager of Griffith Groupand current CEO of Smith Co., estimated net worth of trillions, divorced...

Irvin skimmed through it, then moved on

He learned fashion design from his mother for a couple of years, so he could tell Alexander waswealthy from the moment they met, but what he saw next was outrageous.

“Alexander Griffith late-night voyage with supermodel; out all night."

“Alexander Griffith divorced half a year into marriage; iniquitous or twisted humanity?’

“Alexander Griffith wife No. 3 out after mere three months.’

“Same, same, but different; Alexander Griffith divorces again after one-year marriage.’

There were a plethora of similar articles.

All in all, they said one thing—Alexander was a womanizer, and he would date and marry anyonewho looked like his late wife, Elise.

Just like that, the little guy lost all liking toward the man, and his frown only deepened the furtherhe read, to the point where he chucked his tablet aside in anger and sulked with crossed arms.Hmph, Alexander Griffith, you skunkbag! Just when he still had a sliver of hope that his father wasn'tsomeone like that, but now, it seemed that he was absolutely and utterly wrong! This man isnothing but a playboy! He doesn't deserve Mommy, and he doesn't deserve to be our daddy! Aman in dishonor is a man in disfavor; Alexander Griffith is the worst of the worst!

“Ugh, it pisses me off"

Irvin couldn't understand why he would be so mad either, but he was just so pissed off that hejumped around in the entire room and had a terrible sleep the whole night.

Meanwhile, Alexander sat in front of the computer in his mansion. On the computer was a picture ofElise and their babies, and his latching gaze at it was of nothing but affection.

Knock, Knock... A knock suddenly came from the door, interrupting his train of thought.

He moved the mouse and hid the picture away before looking out the door. “What is it?" he askedimpassively.

The woman from earlier that day came in with a bowl of warm soup and very naturally placed it onthe desk. “I've made you some soup. It'll help with your stomach.”

“I'm not hungry,” said Alexander expressionlessly, “and you don't need to do this either. You're nothere to be my maid.”

“I know.” Abashed, the woman drooped her eyelids. “All relationships are mutual. I'll also treat youwell when you treat my kids and me well.”

“It's all in your head,” Alexander said plainly. “I treat you guys well to benefit myself and not you.”Crushed, the woman frowned but still didn’t want to give up. She picked up the bowl of soup andmoved to his side. “Why don’t you have some soup first?"

Lo and behold, the man left his seat and stood far away just as she came behind the desk like shewas some deadly plague, though.

“So you hate me so much, Mr. Griffith?” Her eyes widened with incredulity, looking hurt.

Alexander frowned in response. “I don't hate you, but I don't feel anything for you either. Don'tforget that all that we have between us is a contract. All of our intimacy is only a show for thepublic. There isn't anyone else here, so you can drop the act.”

“Is all your affection for me really just an act? Do you really have no feelings for me at all?” sheasked with unyielding conviction.

“None,” Alexander answered forthrightly.

She had a marriage before this, after all, so she didn't snap despite feeling sad. With that, she took adeep breath to calm down, then came up with an excuse to ease the awkwardness. “Can you at leastsee this as my gratitude for you?”

“If you really want to thank me, then just do what you're supposed to do according to the contract.Don't get any more ideas about what's not in the contract,” he warned expressionlessly, “or I'llconsider terminating the contract earlier.”

A hint of loss flashed across the woman's eyes at that, for at that moment, she thought she hadnever truly understood Alexander.

“Got it.”

She picked up the now slightly cold bowl of soup and walked to the door silently, dragging hersteps, hoping Alexander would change his mind. Alas, he didn't, and the man did nothing to holdher back. If anything, he couldn't even wait until she had walked far away before closing the door.The woman brought the bowl of soup into her bedroom and sat in front of the vanity.

Sadness crept up to her as she looked at her face, which looked a lot like Elise’s. I clearly look themost like Elise Sinclair than any of his past wives, but why does he feel nothing for me?! We bothshare the same last name, but can I only really ever live in her shadow?