Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 666. Making a mountain out of a molehill_1

Chapter 666: 666. Making a mountain out of a molehill_1

Leanne Richards’s face went dark with anger at William Hall’s question. However, since the number of guests was gradually increasing, it was not appropriate to make a scene, so she suppressed her rage and gritted her teeth, saying:

"Adam Jones’s wife has no respect for her elders. The last time, she embarrassed me in public for no reason, and now I’m not even allowed to be angry? No matter what, I’m Harry’s mother and should be considered one of Adam’s elders. What kind of attitude is that?"

"Ha! Whether Adam Jones’s wife embarrassed you without reason, I’m not sure, but I know that you causing trouble for no good reason has become a regular occurrence."

"You..."

William Hall didn’t want to waste words with Leanne, and his face showed unmistakable impatience as he said:

"Although Adam is a younger relative, he is not someone you can afford to offend. You’d better restrain yourself and especially avoid provoking his wife."

Having said that, he resumed his smile and walked towards the entrance, "Manager Churchill, Mrs. Churchill, welcome..."

Leanne’s face twisted with rage, but unfortunately for her, William Hall didn’t take her seriously at all.

William Hall’s private yacht had four levels and was very spacious.

He once organized a private high-class piano recital for his pianist girlfriend, which accommodated four to five hundred people.

This time, those invited were elites from various sectors with exceptional social statuses. There were around a hundred people, so it was very spacious.

The evening’s banquet was primarily a charity auction and direct donations, with all funds raised used to assist abandoned babies.

The auction and donation session went by quickly, and those invited contributed generously.

After the donation session, it was time for the cocktail party.

With enough heating and a lot of people inside the yacht, even on a winter night, it didn’t feel cold.

On the contrary, after staying inside for a while, Elly Campbell started to feel a stifling sensation as if she couldn’t breathe properly.

"What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Adam Jones noticed Elly Campbell’s off complexion and immediately became anxious.

"It’s a bit stuffy, I want to go to the deck to get some fresh air."

Elly Campbell said in a low voice, pressing her hand against her chest and frowning.

"Alright, I’ll go with you."

Saying that, he asked a waiter to bring his coat and draped it over Elly Campbell’s shoulders, escorting her outside.

Once they were out of the cabin, the cool breeze hit them, which helped dissipate the suffocating feeling in Elly Campbell’s chest.

"How is it, feeling better?"

Adam Jones looked down, his eyebrows furrowed as he asked in a low voice, noting Elly Campbell’s pale complexion.

Elly Campbell nodded, "Much better, it was too crowded inside."

However, Adam Jones was still worried, and looking back inside, he said, "I’ll go ask Uncle Hall to dock the yacht, and we can go back."

The yacht had traveled some distance out to sea by then, intending to provide a peaceful setting for the evening banquet.

But Elly Campbell shook her head and stopped him, "It’s fine, it’s too much of an overreaction to dock the ship just because of me."

"So what if it’s an overreaction for Adam Jones’s wife?"

Adam Jones framed his face in displeasure, eliciting a giggle from Elly Campbell.

She reached out both hands, grabbed his cheeks, and gently tugged, "Yes, yes, yes, Adam Jones’s wife has privileges wherever she goes."

Adam Jones let out a light snort, but seeing her color improve, he didn’t insist. He took her hands from his cheeks into his own, holding them tightly and admonished:

"If you still don’t feel well, you must tell me. Don’t try to tough it out on your own, understand?"

"I get it, you’re such a nag."

Being teased for being a nag by his wife, President Jones wore a look of indifference.