The scene of that first encounter in the past, along with the whisper of ’Jose’ echoed in his mind, playing out in Jose Floyd’s brain.
....
"What’s your na?" Young Jose Floyd sat on the leather sofa, glancing at the rows of girls before him. Among them, a frail, trembling figure caught his eye, and he asked coldly.
The slender girl dared not lift her head, her body trembling more, evidently in great fear.
"Co over here." Three icy words, devoid of warmth, his gaze was like that of a soaring eagle in the sky, aloof and chilly, instilling dread.
The girl shuffled closer, gradually, her whole body shaking, her white dress swayed slightly together, like the jasmine flowers ravaged by a storm, weak and helpless, evoking pity.
"Tell , what’s your na?" Jose Floyd asked, gazing coldly at the person standing close in front of him.
"I’m called... Nicole. Shallow and Deep, Tide and Wave..." The girl’s voice was tiny, with a quiver, evidently frightened.
Jose Floyd’s lips lifted slightly, "No wonder you’re timid and cry easily, the two characters in your na both have three dots of water, no wonder you’re tearful. You actually have a character quite similar to mine, coincidentally there are three dots of water as well. From today onwards, rember a na, keep it in your mind for life."
Young Nicole nodded slightly, her voice still small, "Say it."
"My na is Jose Floyd, rember these three words, from now on these three words are your everything, for eternity, understand?" Jose Floyd finished speaking calmly, extending his palm toward Nicole.
Domineering words, incredibly forceful, with a tone that allowed no refutation.
Nicole lifted her eyes to the person in front of her, nodding slightly, her gaze a bit flustered and helpless, "Alright."
As the words fell, Nicole stretched her fingers toward the palm of Jose Floyd.
Young Jose Floyd did not expect that this grip would bind them for a lifeti, intertwined in love and hatred forever...
Nor did he expect that the na Nicole would cause him endless emotional tornt.
....
The scene of their first eting played smoothly and clearly in his mind, the mont of acquaintance still vivid, but how did everything change in the blink of an eye?
Jose Floyd’s cold and arrogant eyes bore no warmth, watching a person from the rearview mirror, distancing and diverging from him, his lips curled into a thin, cold smile.
Nicole, is the end for us truly your death or my demise?
In five years, have you ever treated genuinely for even a day?
The young voice calling ’Jose’, turned out to be your hidden arsenic, you acted so well in front of , your acting makes feel inferior.
Jose Floyd accelerated the car to its maximum speed, racing toward the direction opposite to Nicole’s...
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The next day.
Daisy Grant and Dawn Sutherland’s wedding venue was exactly the location Daisy Grant and Aidan Sutherland had planned for their wedding, even the date remained unchanged, only the groom changed from Aidan Sutherland to Second Young Master Sutherland.
Due to recent rumors, Daisy Grant was condemned by everyone, falling from a graceful socialite to a shaless manipulative bitch in people’s eyes, and not many attended this wedding with blessings.
Especially since this wedding, which should have belonged to Aidan Sutherland, was given to Second Young Master Sutherland, high society folks were even less willing to attend Daisy Grant and Second Young Master Sutherland’s wedding, fearing to offend the future heir of the Sutherland Clan, Aidan Sutherland.
Besides Arlo Seys, Ariel Morris, Nicole, and Nico Haynes, only Camden ca on behalf of the busy Jorge Saxton to offer blessings and gifts.
Camden handed over the gift to Dawn Sutherland, "Second Young Master Sutherland, I wish you and Miss Grant a long and happy life together."
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