Bennett, who was in a rage, unexpectedly cald down when he t eyes with the girl. Although she didn’t express anything explicitly, he had understood everything from her attitude.
Sotis, anger isn’t due to hatred and disgust, and sotis, calming down doesn’t an acceptance.
"It’s all fake..." Bennett patted his head. "How much did they pay you?"
The girl didn’t answer but instead silently stood up to pack her things, preparing to leave if Bennett didn’t stop her.
She initially thought she would be beaten, but unexpectedly, things were far from as bad as she imagined.
In truth, whether it was Bennett or Annie, the psychological changes during this ti together were very complex.
Not to ntion Bennett’s ntal changes, didn’t the girl have so thoughts of wanting to turn this fake act into reality?
Actually, she did, and more than once, she hoped that all this could beco real.
Any girl yearns to be the focus of people’s attention, not because she took off how many clothes in public.
During the ti with Bennett, she felt a lifestyle she had never experienced before, only seen in movies and TV.
It’s complicated—from the details of dining to everyday etiquette, every step couldn’t be wrong. Bennett wouldn’t loudly reprimand her for her repeated mistakes but patiently tell her how to avoid embarrassnt in front of others.
It’s dull—what style of clothes to wear in different seasons, what attire and accessories to wear for gatherings with different purposes, social circles, even different classes at different tis—each of these made the girl headache, and honestly, it was quite boring!
It’s rigid—what everyone can do, say, or move at what ti, all have strict regulations. When to chat with others and when only to stand beside Bennett, these too have very strict standards without surprises, shouldn’t have surprises.
Yet, all these form part of the life everyone yearns for, combining into the fairy tale endings of farm girls in the bedti stories that deceive children into believing the world’s wonders.
But this was also sothing Annie couldn’t bear because, from the very start, this was a transaction, a scam.
No matter what clothes she wore, what occasions she stood in, or who she accompanied, she couldn’t beco soone else.
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All of this was just a dream, and now the dream is over!
After packing her things, the girl walked out of the bedroom, looking at Bennett sitting on the sofa with his head in his hands, feeling so guilt, she pursed her lips, "Are you sure you don’t want to give a beating?"
This ti Bennett didn’t even raise his head, nor did he speak.
The girl watched him for a mont, left the room keys, and pulled her suitcase to leave.
She only took away her own belongings; other items, including so jewelry and accessories Bennett bought for her, remained in the room.
Walking on the deserted streets, the girl raised her head to look at the not-so-bright sun, the similarly faint light making her eyes a bit moist. She wiped her tears and quickened her pace.
She didn’t know if her previous rented apartnt had been leased to soone else; she still had to live on.
The next day, Jogriman, back at his post, brutally "cleansed" more than half of the credit departnt, with about twenty employees cleared due to various reasons.
The Sabin City branch even held a special eting to briefly explain the specific details of all events and demanded all grassroots banks to strengthen employee training and managent to prevent similar errors.
Soon after, Jogriman finished handling the auction files, organized a small auction with the president’s support, and selected suitable bidders for these assets.
Among them was Lynch, who was financially the healthiest of the group!
After handling everything, Lynch wrote a heartfelt thank-you letter to Jogriman, precisely quantifying his gratitude for everything Jogriman had done for him and inquired about his injuries. Jogriman was deeply moved and didn’t forget to call and thank Lynch for his concern.
Aside from these trivial matters, Lynch was now beginning to prepare for attending the President’s celebration ceremony.
This wasn’t a small political bureau eting but represented an opportunity and qualification for close contact with the country’s ruler, who would be in power for at least the next six years, so he naturally had to prepare very well.
However, at this mont, he wasn’t sitting in a tailor’s studio preparing new clothes or in a jeweler’s shop looking at design drafts; he was making a phone call while fiddling with a book in his hand titled "How to Quickly Integrate into the University Social Circle".
The author of this bestseller is the daughter of a consortium board mber, exposed to the top echelon of society from a young age, where high society admired by everyone was her everyday life.
She’s a special girl; Lynch obtained the phone number from the publisher and reached so future cooperation intentions as a fan of the book.
At events like the President’s celebration, each person’s companion seed particularly significant; Lynch didn’t have such a person—a companion who could help him open certain situations without losing dignity.
His ex-girlfriend didn’t work; among the won he knew, perhaps only Mrs. Trice t such requirents.
But Mrs. Trice... is too old and not suitable to be Lynch’s companion. When he was desperate, he suddenly thought of that book, "How to Quickly Integrate into the University Social Circle".
Lynch casually inquired about the girl’s identity background and finally confird she had such qualifications, and her age was apt; she was only four years older than Lynch.
In a privileged living environnt, a three to five-year age gap wouldn’t manifest on people’s faces.
"This is Wardrick’s residence...", the call quickly connected, the person answering with a very traditional Bailor accent, a bit nasally with slight deviations in pronunciation for so words.
This accent is rarely heard nowadays; occasionally, so opera singing might have such pronunciations, but aside from that, it’s difficult to hear.
"I’m looking for Miss Severa, I’m one of her book fans."
The answerer was Miss Severa, the author of this bestseller’s housekeeper; it was his first ti hearing such an excuse in such a work environnt.
However, he didn’t imdiately scoff and hang up but courteously inquired Lynch’s na and asked him to hold on, whether to answer Lynch’s call depended on the young lady in the room herself.
The reason the housekeeper made such a decision is actually because Wardrick residence’s phone wasn’t a public line, and even mid-to-high inco groups couldn’t easily get this number. Only those comparable to or higher in rank than Mr. Wardrick knew this phone.
These people undoubtedly represented the mainstream group in society, its core component, and weren’t soone a housekeeper could easily offend, although that voice sounded young and the excuse seed flimsy.
Before long, so sounds were heard on the other side of the call, followed by the sound of soone picking up the receiver and speaking; it was a girl.
He knew his reason would certainly be accepted; in fact, from the mont he saw this book, he roughly guessed the girl’s certain traits, such as so vanity, so desire for more recognition.
Undoubtedly, book fans would be a good entry point.
But Miss Severa wasn’t a simple White Swan; she was actually smarter than most girls her age.
Her first sentence uncovered Lynch’s excuse, "I didn’t know I still have book fans who can call , Mr. Lynch."
People within the sa level circle as her wouldn’t read her books as it was their ordinary life; those who read her books were those ordinary people aspiring to be part of her life circle, their social status and class were lower, and these people couldn’t easily get a hold of the phone to her residence, so she considered this a re excuse.
Though it was indeed a comforting reason, she wanted to hear how Lynch would respond, driven by seven parts curiosity, she decided to talk with Lynch.
"I have indeed read your book, the stories are quite interesting, maybe we can turn it into a TV series or movie?", dealing with such a young girl, Lynch could easily use a few tricks to make her unable to resist.
Severa didn’t care about the adaptation rights fees or anything; growing up in such a family, money was never a lack.
She lacked the attention, recognition of family mbers, and the envious gaze in her small friend circle.
Such things couldn’t be obtained with money or faked; it must co from strangers, society’s recognition!
If her work could be actively requested for adaptation by others, rather than spending her own money or asking others to help adapt, this undoubtedly would prove so points to certain family mbers.
Lynch moved the girl; she suddenly beca expectant.
"I believe your call isn’t just for this little matter; state your real purpose!", although the girl was moved, she didn’t imdiately agree but inquired if there was any condition.
Lynch didn’t hide his thoughts, "I will have a social event recently, lacking an apt female companion, I read your book and know your situation; I believe you are an apt choice!"
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