Chapter 86 Getting Closer To The Truth

• “Hello, Mr. Lawrence. Come, let’s eat. Don’t stand on ceremony,” Alexander put on his signature smile as always. So lan Lawrence was from Princeville after all. Alexander knew it instinctively. How could such a young man have anything to do with Johnathan Woods? Everyone ate and chatted casually. Annalise talked to Jonathan about Princeville.
• “Bro, do you still remember fishing in the dry pond before the New Year? You followed the pond owner, caught dozens of pounds of small fish two fingers wide, and insisted I make dried fish out of them. I almost went crazy removing the fish’s intestines one by one.” “Haha, complain about the chore. I didn’t see you eating any less.”
• “Come on. No one ate as much as you! There was another year when you returned from a trip to the northeast and insisted on having pickled cabbage. I didn’t know how to make it. You made me learn and then ate two large jars of pickled cabbage for the better part of the year.”