427. President Jones' plays are as numerous as his money_1

It wasn't often he got such a clear-cut excuse, how could he not take advantage of it?

As expected, when Elly Campbell heard him say this, she fell silent and did not retort.

Being such a proud person, Auntie naturally didn't want others to see her vulnerable side, especially not in front of her younger relative.

Seeing that Elly didn't make a sound, Adam Jones couldn't help but call out to her, "Elly."

Elly looked up at him. The garden lights weren't bright, but Elly could clearly see the intense light bursting forth from Adam's dark pupils.

"When are you going back to Alaska?"

Truthfully, he didn't want her to leave at all, but at the same time, he knew he had no right or standing to force her to stay.

"Tomorrow, I guess."

Although Adam had anticipated that Elly would be leaving soon, when he heard her answer so decisively, disappointment uncontrollably tainted the depths of his eyes.

"So soon..."