Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot
Chapter 1829 - 440: Suwen is a great beauty_3

Chapter 1829: 440: Suwen is a great beauty_3

If Mandel Thompson was really together with Jean Beckman, it would indeed be a delightful affair.

After all, the two families were well-matched.

And Mandel Thompson was the boy they had watched grow up.

This kid was steady, capable, and family-oriented, the very epitome of the perfect son-in-law.

Hearing this, David Beckman’s eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Brandon doesn’t have a girlfriend either?"

Mrs. Summer nodded, "No, that’s correct, Mary is nearly beside herself with worry."

David Beckman continued, "Then it’s definitely possible to set up a match between Jean and Brandon!"

David Beckman was even more satisfied with Mandel Thompson than his own wife.

After all, he had witnessed Mandel Thompson’s business acumen firsthand.

Mrs. Summer smiled and said, "It’s just that we don’t know if Brandon would be interested in our Jean."

Hearing this, David Beckman sighed, "That’s true, such matters can’t be forced."

"He’s not into me?" Jean laughed out loud upon hearing this, "Mom, Dad, aren’t you undervaluing your daughter a bit too much?"

Only she was not into Mandel Thompson.

There was no way Mandel Thompson wouldn’t be into her.

Mrs. Summer narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean by that?"

David Beckman also looked towards Jean.

Jean went on to say, "I mean that I’m not into Mandel Thompson, not that he’s not into me!"

Upon hearing this, David Beckman immediately asked, "Are you saying that Brandon actively pursued you?"

Jean didn’t answer.

Indeed, Mandel Thompson had pursued her, though not now, but she had always been his saudade for so many years.

Some things didn’t matter anymore whether they were spoken out loud or not.

As long as they were clear in each other’s hearts.

Mrs. Summer said anxiously, "Since he pursued you, just accept him! A boy like him is hard to find even with a lantern these days!"

David Beckman agreed, "Your mother is right! Marrying into the Thompson Clan would be reaching high for you."

Jean couldn’t stand to hear such words.

What did they mean by reaching high?

For Mandel Thompson?

She had turned down Mandel Thompson eight hundred years ago.

Jean said with exasperation, "Am I not your own daughter? Is there any need to belittle me like this?"

If she weren’t outstanding, how could she still be on Mandel Thompson’s mind after all these years?

Why did it seem in her parents’ eyes that she couldn’t even reach Mandel Thompson’s level?

Mrs. Summer spoke earnestly, "Jean, Brandon is a truly good boy! Look, he’s got the looks, the height. He can do business, and now he has two listed companies, even our family can’t compare to his current status. If he truly were interested in you, you should just count your lucky stars!"

David Beckman immediately said, "Your mother is very right, Brandon is a rare find of a good man, you’ll definitely regret it if you miss out! Jean, you must cherish this opportunity and not do something you’ll regret."

Jean was speechless, "I get it, I get it, I know how to handle my own affairs, you two should stop interfering."

She was already thirty-two for crying out loud!

Yet her parents still wanted to meddle in everything, which left Jean quite speechless.

Having said this, Jean turned and went upstairs.

The Summers watched their daughter’s retreating figure and sighed helplessly.

Their child, after all these years, hadn’t changed one bit.

Still so quick-tempered.

A moment later, Mrs. Summer continued, "What did Jean mean by what she said just now? Does the Thompson boy really fancy our Jean?"

"Not necessarily," David Beckman, having collaborated with Mandel Thompson several times, knew full well he was different from other boys, "Jean’s always been proud; how could she accept that she’s reaching up to someone else? Better to talk less about such things in the future!"

It was probably just Jean bragging.

Mrs. Summer nodded her head.

--

Mandel Thompson dropped off Mary Perryne at her home, "Mom, you go on up first."

She should go up first?

Mary frowned subtly, "Brandon, it’s so late, are you going back out?"

"There’s some urgent business at the company I need to deal with," Mandel Thompson replied.

Mary nodded, "Then you’d better hurry."

"Okay."

Mandel Thompson drove away.

As the black sports car disappeared from sight, Mary squinted her eyes; she took out her phone and sent a WhatsApp voice message to Viola Thompson, "Viola, I suspect your big brother is in a relationship."

Intuition is a strange thing.

Mandel Thompson hadn’t done or said anything, yet Mary felt he was in a relationship.

Viola’s response was quick, "Really?"

"Viola, you’re not busy today?" Viola’s prompt reply surprised Mary.

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