Contract Marriage: Let's Make It Real, Mrs. Sterling!-Chapter 330 - 329: Don’t You Like It Very Much?

A moment later, someone suddenly sent a message: "Isn’t Jensen Sterling in this group too?"

The people below were silent for a moment, then: "..."

"..."

A string of ellipses was sent out.

The actor who had posted a rumor about him suddenly felt a chill down their back: "..."

Holy crap, I forgot, and hastily retracted the message.

The person quickly typed on the screen: "Just pretend you were hallucinating, pretend I didn’t say anything; saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda."

They even added two kneeling emojis, you could totally imagine her super strong desire to survive right now.

Then she asked cautiously: "Surely Jensen Sterling didn’t see the message, right? I retracted it so fast."

Although Jensen Sterling was in the WeChat group, after he joined, he hadn’t said a word, so everyone subconsciously ignored him.

The actress too, hadn’t considered this when she sent the message.

Someone said: "He probably didn’t see it, don’t worry."

"Don’t you guys know him after being in the circle for so long? Although Jensen Sterling is in the group, he might as well be a zombie. He never shows up."

As soon as this message came out, the actress breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest: "Oh oh oh, that’s good, almost scared me to death."

The people afterward probably thought that Jensen Sterling wouldn’t check WeChat, so they started chatting again, just choosing their words more carefully this time.

The curiosity for gossip is something everyone has, especially when a bunch of people gathers together to gossip; it could fill several sacks.

At this time, the director suddenly appeared and sent a red envelope wishing everyone a Happy New Year.

Mia Sutton’s hand was faster than her mind when she saw the red envelope, quickly clicking to claim it.

After receiving it, her hand froze.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the phone in her hand, and a long string of crows flew over her head: "..."

Oh no, she claimed it using Jensen Sterling’s phone.

When she looked at the screen again, she found that the WeChat group was dead silent.

No one dared to speak.

Everyone’s inner thoughts were now: Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!!

The dude’s gone!

Is this the legendary fake death?

Weren’t we saying Jensen Sterling doesn’t look at WeChat? How did he suddenly come out to take a red envelope?

This, this, this... what should they do, how much of the previous chat history did he see, is it too late to leave the group now!

Now looking at the quiet group, Mia Sutton had a momentary urge to chop off her own hand. Why couldn’t she control herself at the sight of a red envelope, her hand was faster than her brain.

Jensen Sterling glanced at the little girl looking at the screen, with a troubled face: "What’s wrong?"

As he spoke, he looked at the screen, and as Mia saw this, she handed the phone to him: "Look... there."

Jensen Sterling scrolled up on the screen a few times, seeing the previous messages, he instantly understood why the girl was like this.

On the screen, probably because Jensen Sterling hadn’t sent a message, after a moment of silence, someone sent a message saying: "Is Jensen Sterling still here?"

After a while, someone replied: "Probably, maybe, perhaps... not anymore."

At this moment, a message suddenly appeared in the group: "Sorry, it was the little girl at home who claimed the envelope just now, you guys keep chatting."

After saying this, he sent several red envelopes to the group, each person got two, he sent five or six at once.

Then he exited WeChat, leaving the bunch in the group shivering under the cold wind of the group chat.

However, about a minute after Jensen Sterling left, the people in the group suddenly reacted.

"The little girl at home??? Who is it?!"

...

Meanwhile, after exiting WeChat, Jensen Sterling looked at Mia Sutton beside him, then chuckled: "Not going to take the red envelope?"

Mia Sutton immediately snapped back, looked down at her phone, only to see the message from Jensen Sterling and all those red envelopes.

Seeing Mia’s gaze fixed on that message, the man chuckled softly and said: "Take it quickly, or it’ll be wasted."

Mia Sutton: For her?

Jensen Sterling seemed to understand what she meant, then nodded: "Don’t you like it?"

Then Mia paused for two seconds, and swiftly claimed all the red envelopes one by one. Jensen Sterling handed his phone over a bit: "Want more?"

Mia shook her head lightly, then smiled and said: "No, let’s not scare them anymore."

Just now when Jensen Sterling appeared, it really scared them enough.

Mia Sutton didn’t use Jensen Sterling’s phone anymore, obediently using her phone to claim the envelopes, otherwise, if she scared others too much, it wouldn’t be good.

Seeing the little girl going to poke and claim the envelopes again, Jensen Sterling chuckled softly.

At this moment, the phone in his hand rang.

Jensen Sterling looked down and, casually hung up the call, but the person on the other side kept calling back, as if refusing to stop until he picked up.

Jensen’s earlier smile instantly vanished, he slowly rose from the sofa, stretched his long legs, and walked to the window. The thousands of lights outside were bright, but his warm gaze slowly cooled.

He answered the phone, then put it to his ear, his voice indifferent: "Hello....."

Immediately, a tirade came from the other end: "Jensen Sterling, where are you, the whole family is waiting for you to have New Year’s Eve dinner, where are you!"

"Do you even see me as your father!"

"No matter where you are now, get back here immediately."

On hearing this, unlike the angry tirade, Jensen Sterling’s voice remained calm, even cold.

His voice was faint: "You know whether or not you are in my heart, no need to keep asking me."

There were still voices from the other side, loud as if asking when Jensen would return.

Jensen snickered upon hearing the voices, figuring out the real reason for asking him back was there were guests at home.

"I’ve said, I’m busy, won’t come, don’t call me if it’s unnecessary."

After saying this, he hung up decisively, standing by the window, his eyes fixed on the outside, gaze gradually turning cold.

Meanwhile, the person on the other end, seeing Gavin Sterling hang up, asked: "When will young Jensen return, we can still discuss future cooperation together." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Gavin Sterling was still full of anger: "No need to wait for him, he is defiant. If that ungrateful child doesn’t come back, I might live a few more years."

The person nodded in agreement: "Young Jensen is already thirty, how can he still be this immature, how can he defy you."

Now the Sterling family’s New Year isn’t even about celebrating, it’s more like a large-scale social event. The Sterlings have a big family, many branches, and these people would come during the New Year, ostensibly to pay respects, but their real intentions, Jensen Sterling knew clearly.

That kind of messy place really had no point in going.

Jensen Sterling stood by the window for a while, just about to light a cigarette, when Mia Sutton pushed the door open and came in: "Mr. Sterling, what’s up?"

Upon hearing Mia’s voice, Jensen Sterling rubbed his fingers, then put the cigarette away.

"Nothing, let’s go, we’ll continue watching the gala."

Mia reached out to tug at his clothes: "No need, mom said it’s quite late already, let’s just go back to the room to rest."