Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot
Chapter 1819 - 438: Sense of Crisis_4

Chapter 1819: 438: Sense of Crisis_4

After all, Jean Beckman was the only girl Mandel Thompson had ever publicly acknowledged liking.

The flutter of youth is always hard to forget, so everyone thought Mandel Thompson was waiting for Jean Beckman.

Hearing this, Jean Beckman laughed lightly, "How is that possible!"

"Why isn’t it possible?" Felicity Henington continued, "Isn’t your family really close with the Thompson Clan? Just ask your dad, he’ll know! To this day, Mandel Thompson hasn’t had a single girlfriend that ever made the gossip columns! When you think about it, he’s quite devoted!"

Jean Beckman did not take this to heart, as a great beauty, she was never short of suitors.

Especially outstanding ones.

Jean Beckman went on, "So much time has passed, who could still remember anyone! You guys should stop making up stories."

Some things, she might not say, but she had already forgotten.

Now that Felicity Henington brought up the past, Jean suddenly remembered that Mandel Thompson really did like her.

He used to prepare a delicate breakfast for her every morning.

During PE, he would find reasons to talk to her.

Wherever she was, Mandel Thompson’s figure was sure to be seen.

Later on, Mandel Thompson had even confessed his feelings with a love letter.

But Jean Beckman had rejected him without a second thought.

Mandel Thompson’s image was awful!

He was just a walking meatball.

Even now, the mere thought of what Mandel Thompson used to look like made Jean shudder.

Felicity Henington said with a laugh, "Nowadays, it’s hard to find a devoted lover, especially one who’s both handsome and wealthy. Our classmates all want me to persuade you to give President Thompson a chance!"

Helplessly, Jean Beckman replied, "Not every question in this world has an answer, nor do I have to provide one just because he likes me. We’re not on the same path, so let’s just forget it! Tell our classmates to stop joking about us too! Besides, it’s been so long, he has probably forgotten who I am by now!"

Being liked can be an honor, but it can also be a burden.

Jean Beckman didn’t want Mandel Thompson’s affections to become a burden to her.

It wasn’t a pleasant feeling.

Felicity Henington decided not to pursue the topic any further, and after dinner, she drove Jean Beckman home.

"Jean, do your uncle and aunt not know you’re back?"

Jean Beckman answered, "They know I’m coming back soon, but they don’t know it’s today. I plan to surprise them."

Felicity Henington nodded, and the two walked arm in arm toward the exit.

At that moment, Felicity Henington seemed to notice something, froze for a moment, and then tugged at Jean Beckman’s sleeve, lowering her voice, "Jean, look over there."

Jean Beckman looked up, puzzled.

In her line of sight.

There was a man in a suit and leather shoes, around one meter eighty-nine in height, as graceful as a jade tree, with a face as handsome as Pan An.

A rare hunk.

Just like a domineering CEO straight out of an idol drama.

Even Jean Beckman, who was accustomed to seeing handsome men, was taken aback at the sight of such a superior man.

She had not expected to find such a heartthrob in Capital City.

It was indeed the imperial city.

Felicity Henington then said, "That’s Mandel Thompson! Do you think he knew you’d be back today and came here to ’coincidentally’ run into us?"

Felicity Henington grew more and more excited!

This was like a romance novel come to life.

Jean Beckman was completely stunned.

This, this was Mandel Thompson?

She felt as if she had gone blind.

The fat boy who used to be nothing, had turned into such a handsome man!

Jean Beckman quickly regained her composure and whispered, "Don’t talk nonsense. After all this time, he probably doesn’t even remember me."

Felicity Henington smiled, looking at Mandel Thompson not far away, "President Thompson!"

Mandel Thompson looked back slightly, pausing when he saw the two of them.

He truly couldn’t remember who they were.

Felicity Henington continued, "President Thompson is such a busy man, not even remembering us? I’m Felicity Henington, and this is Jean Beckman! In high school, I was Jean’s deskmate, sitting right in front of you. Do you remember now?"

By now, how could Mandel Thompson not remember?

After all, Jean Beckman was the girl he had liked in his youth.

Seeing Jean Beckman again,

Mandel Thompson suddenly felt that the girl in his memories had changed.

The feelings that had once stirred him were no longer there.

Mandel Thompson smiled and extended his hand to Felicity Henington, "Long time no see."

Felicity Henington shook hands with Mandel Thompson, teasingly said, "President Thompson, a person of your stature sure forgets easily, I thought you didn’t remember us!"

"Not at all," Mandel Thompson replied with an impassive expression.