Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 462: Kneeling on Durian (Part 2)

She hasn’t even beco the Young Madam yet and already sees herself as the First Lady?

Hmph, Bethany Knight was so angry, she imdiately chased after them and said, "I saw that big strawberry first! You are not allowed to pick it!"

Eva Nightingale paused for a mont, plucked the bright red strawberry, and put it in the basket: "What’s the matter? I’ve already picked it, do you have the guts to bite ?"

"You, you, you, you, you wretched woman!" The other party was speechless with anger.

Hmph, Bethany Knight curled her lips, her eyes narrowed. She is the real Miss here, and the big strawberry she saw was picked by soone else; how infuriating!

"Eva, you wretched person, give back that big strawberry right away!"

"Who are you calling wretched?"

"I’m calling you wretched... aah!" Bethany’s fiery temperant got the best of her, she only realized it after cursing...

"Eva, how dare you call wretched!"

"Didn’t you just admit it yourself?" Eva laughed again, "I think, given the situation, everyone is watching, and we both know in our hearts who’s unreasonable."

Picking a strawberry and she has to co and snatch it.

Ha.

"Don’t give that, just give back the strawberry, I want to eat it now, give it to right away!" Bethany was being unreasonable, hmph, she said she wants to eat it now, does Eva dare not comply?

"Are you sure you want to eat it right now?" Eva asked.

"Yes, I ca to the garden to eat strawberries, and I had my eyes on the biggest one, but you took it!"

"Oh." Eva was taken aback, then turned around, looked outside the garden and shouted to Harry North, "Harry, this lady here says she wants strawberries, co over and pick so for her."

So.

Harry, who received the "order," walked in with a basket, picked an entire basket of strawberries and handed it to Bethany Knight: "Miss Bethany, as the future First Lady, these are given to you, it would be a waste of the First Lady’s goodwill if you don’t finish them."

"If you waste them, how will you have the face to co back next ti?"

"..." Bethany Knight was fuming inside, unsure whether to accept or not accept them.

The problem was, the whole basket wasn’t even washed, if she ate them, would she get sick, so weren’t even ripe...

Would she end up throwing it all up.

"The President really favors Miss Eva Nightingale, Miss Bethany, you wouldn’t want to be gifted with a glass cup, right?" If that gentleman found out she was making things difficult for Eva, he might award her a bunch of glass bottles.

Even if she is a Miss of the Knight Family, he wouldn’t go easy.

"..." Bethany Knight was so angry, they only knew how to use the President to pressure her...

But what could she do?

She glared at Harry, just you wait!

She finally picked up a strawberry and stuffed it into her mouth just like that.

Although it tasted good, eating too many would make one sick of it, Harry picked an entire basket, was he trying to stuff her to death?

Up ahead.

Carla Carr and Eva Nightingale were happily picking strawberries: "Eva, that woman is really eating strawberries!" Watching how Bethany Knight looked, she was about to eat herself sick.

Eva looked up.

In her sight... was Bethany Knight, and there was a tall and imposing figure not far away, was it him, the Crown Prince, why was he here?

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Lucas Knight had just gotten out of the car.

With long, straight legs, he walked into the strawberry garden.

"Mr. President." Those won picking strawberries saw Lucas Knight and respectfully saluted him.

Although by generation they were siblings, he was now the President, and even at ho, the rules couldn’t be broken, so everyone was respectful and deferential.