
The taxi stopped in front of his house. He became confused for a moment.
"Is this really your address, miss?" Ask the driver, apparently from earlier the driver peeked through the small glass above.
"true." Jessy was friendly. While taking a deep breath Jessy ventured to open the car door. He would not want to have to meet his parents. Delivering the intention of Jessy's arrival and return to Canada. He could not just leave and let the wedding hanging without a decision.
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Justin got in the car. His face was completely sniffed, even this was the first time Sam had seen the blank stare of the man in question.
"Jessy left for Canada just as you told me to look for her." Said Sam trying to melt the atmosphere.
"Is there no other conversation? I've heard it." Knock Justin. He snorted and leaned his head against the car seat. Not yet the problem is solved, now a new problem has come. Alex, calling him back home, Justin believes his father has got news of Jessy's 5-hour departure.
"Who told my father?" Justin asked suddenly. The car started to run slowly and Sam sounded a little thump.
"For that matter I really don't know. While at the office, Mr.Franz told me to pick you up. He also said..."
"What's? Justsaytheword. I've been used to hearing his insults." Justin is lazy.
"She said, this time what else did you do to get Jessy's family to cancel the wedding." Justin's eyes immediately faded, in a sharp look at Sam through the mirror in front.
"So you mean Jessy's family told my dad!" Sam hesitated. Justin closed his eyes, even the Jessy family had decided to cancel their marriage.
Arriving in the spacious house, Justin exhaled violently, he opened the car door and walked unhesitatingly into the house, his face completely unfriendly, ignore the servants who give greetings or just say hello to him.
Justin was silent for a moment, his hand had reached the handle of Alex's office door. Maintaining his cold face he opened the door slowly. Alex sat back with a business magazine on his lap.
"Now what else are you doing?" The question still feels warm. Alex stared at the magazine, ignoring Justin who was already sitting in his seat. They just blocked a table in the middle.
"Jessy misunderstood me." That's all Justin wants to say. He was lazy to talk especially to argue with the man in front of him.
Alex's face began to lift. He put the magazine on the table. Pay attention to the child's face that looks messy.
"Can't you not do anything?" The question is starting to get cold. An aura of anger began to be drawn on Alex's face.
"It's just a misunderstanding." Justin replied flatly.
"You know how much money I've spent on your wedding? It's impromptu and I want the perfect one. Butwhat? Is this your reply? Screw it up and waste my money?" The wrinkles on the man's face were increasingly visible, his age was no longer young, the emotions evoked were now completely visible. That face is red.
"I never told you to spend money on my wedding."
"You!" Screeches Alex. He held back his anger, took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
"I think I'm wrong to educate you. You grew up to be a useless brash kid. Your life always troubles me." Alexis Fizz. Justin smiled and nodded slowly, confirming Alex's remark.