“A sudden business trip.” David said, glancing at Eddie. “He asked me to bring you a wedding gift.”
Eddie handed a black velvet box to Iris.
Iris accepted it graciously and couldn’t resist but to ask David, “What about my brother Jimmy, did you not prepare anything for him?”
“The pass will be delivered to you later.”
Others might not know the purpose and significance of that pass, but Iris knew too well.
That was a visa to enter and leave Aureliana at will, and there was no limit to the number of re–entries.
There were only a few dozen cardholders worldwide.
According to family rules, when Iris got married, she became part of another family and could no longer enter and leave her own family as she pleased.
Iris was simply flattered when David promised to deliver the pass to her later.
She tried to hide the surprise on her face and said, beaming, “Deal.”
As she turned to leave, she noticed that Rachel Grey was sitting next to David. She was slightly stunned, and realization dawned on her.
While the public was unfamiliar with David Jones, she had spent years shadowing Jimmy and knew him inside out.
This gentleman was notorious for his disinterest in women, yet here he was, sitting next to Rachel Grey.
“Miss Grey.” Iris‘ lips curved into a perfect smile as she raised her glass in a toast to her. “Thank you for coming to my wedding.”
Rachel replied politely, “You’re welcome.”
After the banquet, Rachel left with Old Mr. Johnson.
She pondered for a moment and asked, “Grandpa, do you grudges against David Jones?”
Upon hearing this, Old Mr. Johnson replied cautiously, “It’s not really a grudge. We just have a bit of a history.”
“Then why haven’t you mentioned it before?” Rachel continued to ask, her intuition telling her that her grandfather must have been hiding something.
Old Mr. Johnson raised his eyes and gave Rachel a deep look, then pursed his lips. “Grandpa is tired, I’ll rest for a while.”
Rachel, looking at her grandfather’s slightly tired face, obediently responded, “Okay.”
After Old Mr. Johnson closed his eyes, Rachel whipped out her phone and quickly typed away, hoping to get some valuable information from Lucas.
However, Lucas didn’t respond with anything else except…
“Stay away from this man!”
Rachel looked at the text on the screen and couldn’t help but be filled with curiosity.
The confusion lingered in Rachel’s mind even upon returning to the Johnson family’s mansion.
She hesitated for a moment in bed before finally dialing David’s number.
“Look who finally decided to call me, you heartless thing.” David’s tone was cold, yet there was something in the way he spoke that hinted at a hidden tenderness, drawing people in.
Rachel’s heart skipped a beat. She cleared her throat and calmly changed the topic. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Ask away,” David replied without hesitation.
Rachel lay on the bed, playing with a strand of hair that hung down the side of her face. “What’s your connection with the Johnson family? Why haven’t you mentioned it to me before?”
After a moment of contemplation, David answered, “Nobody in the Johnson family has mentioned it to you?”
“No,” replied Rachel, “And it seems like my grandfather doesn’t plan to tell me anything concrete either.”
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have used being tired as an excuse to avoid her today.
“Since Old Mr. Johnson doesn’t want to tell you, there must be a reason for it,” said David.
Although he was unaware of Old Mr. Johnson’s intentions, he did not plan to be the one rocking the boat.