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Chapter 2189 Cameron rubbed her temples and did not dare to look directly at him. “Okay, I
take back what I just said, alright? I‘ll even apologize to you.” Waylon stared at her. “This
apology isn‘t sincere enough.”
She looked up. “Then what do you want?”
He gave off a half–smile. “You claimed overtly in front of the maids that I‘m a promiscuous
person. That will surely slander my reputation, so don‘t you need to be held accountable?”
Cameron was completely astonished. Quincy, who was hiding behind the wall, was
completely gobsmacked. He rubbed his eyes. ‘Is that the eldest son of the Goldmanns that
I‘ve known for years? He‘s actually making a fool out of the young lady.‘ As for Sunny, he
was on cloud nine at the moment. He did not expect this young man to be even more
flirtatious than he himself was back when he was significantly younger.
Cameron was about to say something when she heard rustling movements. She turned her
head and immediately realized that Sunny and Quincy were eavesdropping. The two people
behind the wall were shocked when she detected them and hid immediately.
Cameron was suspicious.
‘What are they doing sneaking around?’
No one knew when Waylon came even closer to her, and his voice was only inches away
from her ear. “You haven‘t answered my question.”
Cameron turned her head, and the first thing that caught her eyes was a face that was so
close that it almost went out of focus. She gasped, stopped breathing, and took a step back
subconsciously. “Don‘t get so close to me all of a sudden. As for this matter... We‘ll talk
about it when I have an idea of what I can do.”
She then left in a hurry.
Waylon looked at the figure that was leaving the scene as if she was running for her life,
and a slightly smug curve appeared on the corners of his lips as he could not help but be
amused. On the other end of the courtyard, Sunny could not help but sigh. “That girl is
really clueless.” ‘Can‘t you see that he‘s obviously teasing you?‘ Quincy wondered. “Who is
that young lady?” Sunny responded, “She‘s my daughter.” Quincy was surprised. ‘That
young lady is actually the legendary Young Mr. Southern? Why does she feel so different
from the rumors?‘
Thinking of what Waylon did just now, he pondered.
‘I‘ve never seen Waylon act like that before. Does this Ms. Southern have such great charm?
After all, with Waylon‘s appearance and background, he should‘ve been extremely popular
among the ladies back when he was in Stoslo and Bassburgh, but he‘s the one who‘s
actively flirting with another lady now? And that‘s not the issue here. It seems that the lady
is disgusted by him because he‘s too good –looking
“This is just outrageous.‘ Waylon came over. “Uncle Quincy.” Quincy returned to his senses,
but he did not expect to be found in the corner of the courtyard after eavesdropping on
Waylon with Sunny. He let off an awkward chuckle. “Mr. Goldmann, I didn‘t mean to
eavesdrop. It was Mr. Southern Sr....” As soon as he turned his head, Sunny had
disappeared long ago, and he was the only one left. He did not even notice that Sunny had
escaped. Fortunately, Waylon did not say anything about his actions. However, Quincy was
just too curious. “Mr. Goldmann, are you courting Ms. Southern?” Waylon fastened the
buttons on his sleeves and chuckled. “Teasing her is just an interesting thing to do.” Quincy
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmfelt doubtful. ‘You call this teasing her? That‘s a full–on flirt!‘ Quincy sounded helpless. “Mr.
Goldmann, I‘d advise you not to tease her too much. Just in case the young lady thinks that
you‘re serious about it, but you actually are not interested in her, that will hurt a lot, won‘t
it?” Waylon‘s eyes moved, “Why would I tease her if I was not interested in doing so?”
Quincy was at a loss for words. ‘So, is he admitting that he has a thing for her? ‘Are all the
heirs of the Goldmanns so exceptionally different when it comes to courting ladies?
Two days later, Cameron came to The Commune, and Daisie handed her the shirt that had
been delivered to her. “There you go, the tailor has done his job.”
Cameron took the shirt out of the gift box. The fabric was indeed the same as the shirts that
Waylon had been wearing every day. Its texture looked high–end and felt smooth, silky, and
comfortable.
She was surprised. “It‘s done already? That‘s fast?”
Daisie smiled. “It‘s just a shirt. It‘s not as troublesome as a suit. If there aren‘t too many
orders, it usually only takes five to seven days. Besides, all of Waylon‘s clothes are custom
made in that shop. So, they own templates that are tailored specifically for him. That‘s why
it doesn‘t take too much time at all.”
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