Chapter 651 - Indulge In Pleasures (1)

Warren Chaney?

Armando had to admit that this rival was much more refined and composed than he had expected. He had the demeanor and bearing of a successful person, and his gestures were even more gentlemanly and polite. Except that he looked younger, Armando could hardly find any merits in front of Warren.

No wonder ... Janessa had loved him for so many years.

However, why didn't he go to the hospital?

In that instant, a lot of thoughts flashed through Armando's mind.

Janessa saw his phone call and message, but why did Warren appear here instead of the hospital?

She didn't want him to worry about her.

Sure enough, Warren asked, "I came to find your aunt. Do you know where she has been?"

Armando asked, "How do you know my name?"

Did Janessa mention him in front of Warren?

Warren said with a smile, "I've seen your photo before."

"My photo?" Armando's expression became subtle. Janessa had taken a lot of his photos, but later she developed them and gave all to him, not leaving one behind.

Warren replied, "The picture of your aunt and you was on the table. I've seen it."

Armando was silent and did not speak again.

Warren asked again, "Do you know where your aunt is? I called her, but she didn't pick up."

"Why didn't she pick up your call?" Armando asked.

If Janessa didn't want Warren to worry, he could have lied and said she was traveling. There's no need to make him concerned by not answering his phone.

Warren was speechless for a moment. He probably felt that he could not get an answer from Armando, so he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over," If you know where she is, please give me a call. Here is my business card."

Armando did not take it but looked at Warren's eyes and said, "Don't guard at the door. If she knew that you were here, she would be angry."

Warren knew it. But he was embarrassed to be pointed out so bluntly by a junior. He looked a little embarrassed. It was only for a moment, he maintained a decent smile and waved at Armando. Then, he turned and stepped into the darkness.

As soon as Armando entered the hall, he heard Benson laughing and saying, "How many days are you planning to stay there? Are there any men you like? Don't ask for too much. Be a little stronger than Armando."

Armando didn't know what to say.

Cynthia walked over and whispered to him, "Your aunt is on the phone with your grandfather. Why didn't you tell me that she went to Tibet?"

Armando just opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

"Speak the devil," Benson called out to Armando, "Where did you go? Come here and greet your aunt."

Armando looked at the phone. They've been on the phone for five minutes.

"Say something, brat!" Benson slapped him.

"Have you eaten?" Armando asked.

Janessa paused for a moment, "Not yet."

"What do you want to eat?" he asked again.

Benson said to him in a tone that was full of disappointment, "What does she want to eat? Can you send it to her? You don't know how to speak until now!"

Janessa was silent at this moment.

Benson took the phone and said to Janessa, "Take good care of yourself over there. Don't worry about me. I am very well. If you can find a boyfriend, I will be even happier. It is too late. You should go to bed early."

After hanging up the phone, Benson looked at his grandson beside him and frowned, "You don't go home all day. I don't know what you want to do by guarding that shop that doesn't make money. No matter how big the family business is, I'm afraid that you will lose it all. Starting tomorrow, go out and find a real job. Don't hang out every day. Look at your brothers, and everyone has a real job? Even Randy can play games and get money on TV. Look at you again. Opening a shop is free of charge. Do you have too much money at home?"

"Yes," Armando nodded.

Benson was so angry that he covered his heart. "I'm so mad at you. From today on, you are not allowed to give him pocket money!"

Cynthia heard this and agreed.

Benson went upstairs angrily. Armando sat for a while, took a sip of tea, and turned to go out. Cynthia chased after him, "Why are you leaving after just returning? Aren't you staying at home for a night?"

Armando shook his head.

Cynthia quickly took out another card and handed it to him. "Don't be angry with your grandfather. He said those words all for you. But don't wrong yourself outside. I see that you look green tonight. What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to find a doctor for you? Why have you become thinner recently? Look at your face."

"Grandpa is right. I am quite useless," Armando pushed the card back and took out a few cards from his wallet. "Mom, don't give me money from now on. I'll go out and earn money by myself."

"How are you going to do? You ... you haven't even done that before!" Cynthia was so anxious that she hurriedly stuffed the card into his wallet. "Everything outside costs money. There is plenty of money in the family. Just don't gamble, okay? If you take the money to gamble, then our family really can't afford it."

"I know, I won't." Armando held Cynthia's hand and placed the cards in her hand, "Mom, don't worry. I can support myself. In the future, I will also have the ability to support you."

After Armando left, Cynthia stood alone in the draught. She wiped her tears, laughed, and cried at the same time.. Roman Mosby, who had just returned, saw her and thought that ghosts had possessed her.