Chapter 1480: Chapter 1480: Able to Go Six or Seven Tis in One Night
Sylvan Cheney’s deep words, for him, were just ant to be heard.
Jesse Rowan laughed out loud: “Mr. Cheney, you still believe in such things? It seems we really do have a generation gap, which makes sense, since I’m younger and more junior, a gap is normal.”
Jesse Rowan’s smile was pure and harmless.
“Being young can be an advantage but also a disadvantage, this, Mr. Rowan surely understands,” Sylvan said in a heavy tone.
Jesse Rowan’s smile faded away.
Really, he just has to take a jab at no matter what.
This Old Fox.
Can we even have a decent conversation?
“But Mr. Cheney, being young really does have its advantages, like… I can go for six or seven rounds in one night, I’m afraid you might not be up for that,” Jesse Rowan revealed a row of pearl-white teeth, “So, being young is great, enjoy love and romance, freedom and leisure, play however you want.”
“We have different natures; there’s nothing to compare,” Sylvan Cheney said in a dismissive tone.
When he was at Jesse Rowan’s age, he wasn’t into romantic dalliances and living carefreely either.
“Mr. Cheney, it’s dull for just two people to drink. Shall we call over a few Little Princesses?”
“I’m not here to drink with you.”
“Of course, I know that. I just thought since it’s our farewell dinner, might as well make it enjoyable?” Jesse Rowan said lazily, lounging on the sofa with a smile always on his face, “Mr. Cheney, you don’t look like you frequent bars. Why, aren’t you into having fun normally?”
“Jesse Rowan, is it appropriate for soone fresh out of college like you to talk about these things with soone who has a son like ?” Sylvan Cheney glanced at him coolly and took a sip of his drink.
Jesse Rowan slapped his own forehead: “Oh, right, you’ve got a family, I’m still young, I’m still young. But Mr. Cheney, having an unmarried son at five is quite impressive; you must’ve been no less wild in your youth. Just a friendly reminder from an experienced driver, you’ve got to take safety precautions while playing, otherwise, well, you end up with a son… What do you do then?”
Jesse Rowan knew well, you can’t judge a book by its cover.
Sylvan Cheney seems upright and steady, but who knows what he gets up to behind the scenes.
Otherwise, how could he have a illegitimate child?
“Mr. Rowan, you seem to be very interested in my private life?”
“Not interested,” Jesse Rowan laughed, “I’m only interested in money and won; I’m a very straightforward person.”
“Then you shouldn’t inquire about things that aren’t your business,” Sylvan Cheney said coldly.
“…” Jesse Rowan felt a bit deflated.
Indeed, there really is a generation gap.
He really didn’t understand what Joan Harry saw in Sylvan Cheney?
Whatever Sylvan Cheney has, he has it too.
Sylvan Cheney sat and sipped a few mouthfuls of red wine, the private room warm and the temperature high.
The aroma of lavender essential oil filled the entire space, mingling with the air of ambiguity.
Jesse Rowan was also drinking, sipping from his glass bit by bit.
He wasn’t accustod to drinking without won around, but because of Sylvan Cheney’s presence, he couldn’t invite any.
“Jesse Rowan, is Joan Harry in your hands?”
“I didn’t force her,” Jesse Rowan said imdiately, “You mustn’t look at with that kind of eyes, she’s with of her own free will.”
“She isn’t very cunning, no match for you.”
“If Mr. Cheney feels pity for her, take her back, I’ll let her go,” Jesse Rowan said with an insinuating smile.
He was betting that Sylvan Cheney had absolutely no feelings for Joan Harry.
Otherwise, he would have made a move by now.
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