LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

Bella was utterly conflicted.

She had never felt so troubled before.

On one hand, David Chester had joined the world’s most powerful organization, “Cinder Chapel”!

Despite his twisted thoughts towards her!

But what could she do about it?

At this point, she was nothing but a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of David Chester!

On the other hand, there was Jun Chester.

She would have loved for him to have those thoughts about her.

The problem was…

She had already started to unbutton her shirt in front of him, but he remained completely indifferent! Was he even a man?

What should she do next?

As she thought about it, Bella’s eyes turned red again.

This time, it wasn’t an act.

She was truly hurt to the core.

Bella looked at Jun Chester, who was drinking tea, with resentful eyes.

Sandra Simpson, who was standing nearby, didn’t understand what was happening, but her heart rate hadn’t slowed down.

Who was Bella?

The queen of the Lordran business world!

In front of Jun Chester, she appeared as pitiful as a child who had done something wrong and couldn’t be forgiven!

Jun Chester glanced at Bella, his tone very cold.

“Stop bothering me.”

With those words, Bella burst into tears, covering her face as it was drenched in tears.

As she cried, she expressed her grievances.

“Jun Chester, if something happens to me, you won’t have it easy either!”

“After all, I am your sister-in-law. If something happens to me, my sister may not say anything on the surface, but she will definitely harbor resentment in the future!”

“You can’t treat me like this!”

A normal man would have given in to such a situation.

How embarrassing, especially with Blake Charlton and Woods Randall watching.

But Jun Chester remained completely indifferent.

However, at that moment, Woods Randall, who had been squatting on the ground and carefully making a rubbing, suddenly looked up at Bella and scolded her.

“Who’s that making noise at such a crucial moment? Be quiet!”

Bella’s sobs came to an abrupt halt.

As Woods Randall turned around, he noticed Blake Charlton for the first time and quickly got up to greet him.

“Mr. Charlton!”

Blake Charlton felt awkward.

“Mr. Woods, I, I am here to see my master.”

Master?

Woods Randall was shocked as he looked at Jun Chester.

“Master, what’s going on?”

Jun Chester remained silent.

Upon hearing Woods Randall address Jun Chester as master, Blake Charlton’s face lit up with excitement.

When did Lord Chester acquire so many disciples?

But considering Jun Chester’s influence, Blake Charlton quickly bowed to Woods Randall.

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Woods Randall’s face twitched.

His emotions were complicated.

Sandra Simpson, who was present, had even more complex feelings.

Fortunately, Sandra Simpson was still young, or she would have fainted on the spot.

A lord and an artist!

Both were calling Jun Chester master; had they gone mad?!

If she took out her phone and captured this scene to post online, it would become the hottest topic within half an hour!

Sandra Simpson was once again astonished. What kind of person was she to witness this scene with her own eyes?

Jun Chester, watching the two old men exchange pleasantries, reminded Woods Randall.

“Hurry up, don’t waste time.”

Woods Randall was about to say something, but Blake Charlton quickly interjected.

“Making a rubbing is simple; please let me do it. I’m quite professional in this area.”

Woods Randall couldn’t possibly let Blake Charlton do the work for him, but Blake Charlton insisted.

Woods Randall held his waist and grinned, ultimately not stopping him, pouring himself a cup of tea and muttering to Jun Chester.

“Getting old, my waist hurts even without doing anything!”

Jun Chester inquired.

“How much longer will it take?”

Woods Randall replied.

“About ten more minutes; it’s almost done. By the way, Master, are you hungry? Should I cook something and have a drink with you?”

Just as Jun Chester was about to say something.

Bella wiped her tears and suddenly raised her hand.

“I’ll go, I’ll go to the kitchen and make something!”

Without waiting for Jun Chester’s approval, she quickly went to prepare the food and drinks.

Woods Randall had already taken a seat next to Jun Chester.

Jun Chester reached out to check his pulse and spoke softly.

“Your body is fine, but your cervical spine isn’t great. I’ll give you a prescription later and teach you some exercises.”

Woods Randall’s face lit up immediately.

“Well, that’s great! Thank you, Master.”

Sandra Simpson stood behind the two.

At that moment, she had no idea how to remind Woods Randall of the promise he made to her. As she struggled, Jun Chester glanced back at Sandra Simpson.

“Sit.”

Sandra felt both flattered and frustrated.

She had been standing here for over half an hour, and only now was she being asked to sit down!?

There were paper, pencils, and paints on the table.

Woods Randall’s interest was piqued.

“Miss Simpson, your company needs some paintings, right? Everything is ready here, and my master and I can paint something for you?”

Sandra Simpson’s heart raced.

“Is… is that appropriate?”

Woods Randall wore a smile.

“Of course, my master has agreed. The rules I set before were just a joke!”

With that, Woods Randall turned to Jun Chester.

“Master, shall we?”

Considering that Woods Randall had been busy all day, Jun Chester finally agreed.

Sandra Simpson quickly set up the paper and pencils, her heart filled with joy.

Woods Randall was actually going to paint a picture for her company.

On second thought, she should thank Jun Chester!

Without him, would Woods Randall do such a thing for her?

As for Jun Chester…

Since both Blake Charlton and Woods Randall called him master, he should be able to paint, right?

She didn’t really care what he could paint; the focus was on Mr. Woods.

If Jun Chester could paint…

She could hide his painting in the storage room later, to save face!

Sandra Simpson absolutely did not believe that a straight-E student could paint anything!