[Stop it!]
[Cold sweat.]
On the screen, Bob Ginger left an emoji.
Mia Ginger was confused, her cheeks were flushed as she got up and took a walk on the balcony. When she returned, the chat box was still silent.
She waited absentmindedly for a long ti.
Just as she was about to turn off the computer and ignore him, the phone on the table started singing.
Brother Jackson?
Her cheeks were still flushed, and she could hardly hold the phone steadily,
"Mia Ginger?" Koa Jackson was startled for a mont.
He thought her voice sounded a bit strange.
"It’s ."
Mia Ginger grabbed the railing with one hand, took a deep breath to calm herself, and finally felt her cheeks cool down. She then softly said, "Is there sothing you need, Brother Jackson?"
aning, if there’s nothing, he can’t call?
Koa Jackson suddenly recalled the scene earlier at the cetery gate when he saw through the car window, feeling a complex and indescribable displeasure.
"You have sothing at Cloudy Capital, go pick it up when you have ti." He said.
Go over?
Mia Ginger sensitively noticed his wording and tentatively asked, "You’re not living there now?"
"Grandfather is not feeling well, haven’t been there these days."
Koa Jackson’s voice was very calm.
"Oh." Mia Ginger responded, unsure what to say next.
Soon she hung up the phone.
Feeling lost.
Suddenly thought of Bob Ginger, that bit of disappointnt instantly turned into worry, she tightly clenched her phone, and turned back to her room.
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At the sa ti.
Zuri Ginger was wearing a pearl white silk nightgown, sitting in front of the dressing table making a phone call.
"Bring it over at the latest by my birthday," Zuri Ginger said softly with a smile while patting her face with toner, "Is there a problem?"
"Of course, I’ll go!"
Zuri Ginger giggled, reached out to twist open the lotion bottle cap, and patted her face with her chin lifted.
"Got it, got it!"
The female voice on the phone laughed dismissively, "Leave it to ,
"Oh, go away!"
"Getting angry out of sha?"
"Not talking to you anymore."
Zuri Ginger playfully scolded and hung up the phone.
She looked at the screen and sneered.
If Charlotte Chester still fantasizes about Mia Ginger marrying into the Jackson Family, she’d have to be careful in her attitude toward her; who’s to say that her dreams won’t co true one day?
Then, what status would she have in this family?
She has to stop this from happening no matter what.
The birthday party is equivalent to Mia Ginger’s first public appearance, equivalent to her social debut, undoubtedly a perfect opportunity.
As long as she embarrasses herself that day, loses face, not just the Jackson Family, no prominent family would have her.
An heiress?
A phoenix?
Just a high society joke.
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