Translator: 549690339
Scott Harris happened to look over at that mont, nodding his head with a smile but not calling out to her, as if it were their first encounter.
Enna’s heart skipped a beat and she quickly scanned around, making sure Baron Lawrence was not present before letting out a sigh of relief.
Phew, luckily Baron Lawrence was not around, as she hadn’t properly prepared Bobby for it yet. If he were to show up now, who knew what kind of ruckus the father and son would cause…
Bobby had already co to her side and blinked his big eyes curiously at the commotion across from them, “Woman, are they moving or renovating over there?”
“…Probably both moving and renovating.”
The ones moving were their next-door neighbors, and the one renovating was Baron Lawrence!
She simply couldn’t describe her emotions at that mont.
It was truly inconceivable that Baron Lawrence had moved in right across from them. It felt as if an emperor had moved into a slum—it was hard to imagine.
Was he really going to live right across from them?
“Huh?” Bobby didn’t understand what she ant by both moving and renovating.
Enna patted his little shoulder, leading him back ho, “Alright, stop looking. Go wash your face and brush your teeth, after breakfast I’ll take you to kindergarten. ”
“Okay.”
Bobby wasn’t particularly interested in who moved in front of their house. When Enna called, he lost interest and turned around to head back to the living room.
Once he was out of sight, Enna quickly nodded to Scott Harris as a greeting. She then closed the door and went to make breakfast for Bobby.
Soon after, she finished breakfast, dropped Bobby at kindergarten, and took a bus to her workplace.
She had just arrived at the company when Tiffany Clifford, who usually only clocked in at work hours, had already shown up.
With exhausted -looking dark circles, she walked over to Enna’s desk and inquired, “Enna, how did you find Bobby yesterday? Is he alright?”
“I found him at his dad’s place, he’s fine. Sister Tiffany, you look so haggard, didn’t you get enough rest?” Enna asked with concern.
Tiffany finally let her worries rest. She shot Enna a disgruntled glance and complained, “All because of you giving a fright! I couldn’t concentrate all day yesterday. I only felt slightly relieved when you called in the afternoon. But my nerves were so tight during the day that I couldn’t sleep at night. And to make matters worse, your Brother Smith— that pig— snored so loudly in his sleep. It drove mad! I really wanted to kick him off the bed!” “Haha, if Brother Smith heard this, his heart would shatter.”
“His heart shattered? I’m the one with a broken heart and tears!” Tiffany stopped for a mont and handed an envelope to Enna, “This ca in the mail this morning, it’s for you.”
“What is it?” Enna asked curiously, taking the envelope and checking the addressee— it was indeed her na.
“I’m not sure, but judging by the size it’s probably so sort of docunt or file. Or maybe an invitation or letter, just have a look.”
As Tiffany spoke, she picked up her mug and went to get water from the break room.
Enna sat down, put her bag away, and opened the envelope, She pulled out the item inside— a bright red invitation.
Who could it be?
She unfolded the card and saw the familiar nas written flamboyantly— William Sullivan and Jasmine Clark.
It had been so long since she’d seen these nas, she had almost forgotten them.
William Sullivan and Jasmine Clark were getting married?
Although she had heard of the possibility of an alliance between their families before leaving Linton City, seeing the actual invitation made Enna think the event was happening too fast and too suddenly.
She rembered that William seed not very fond of Jasmine, so how could they suddenly be getting married?
User Comments
0 comments from readers