Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Does Third Young Master Know He’s Called an Old Man? Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Does Third Young Master Know He’s Called an Old Man? Ashton Marshall raised his palm in an arc: “Still missing a bit, let’s give it so ti.”
“You…” Bella Woods instantly understood: “Pervert!”
She cursed, grabbed her backpack, got out of the car, and slamd the door shut.
Puffing with anger, she marched towards the school.
Ashton sat in the car, watching the young girl’s back, the smile on his lips growing wider.
He took out his phone and dialed his assistant: “Select so milks with a mild taste but high nutritional value for Cascade Court and have the chef experint with so desserts that mask the milk flavor.”
“Understood, Third Young Master.”
Although the assistant didn’t understand the request, his strong professional ethics compelled him to proceed nonetheless, though…
“Third Young Master, may I ask, are you preparing to raise a pet?”
“Raising a child.”
Specifically, a picky-eating child.
…
At School.
When Bella Woods arrived at school, it was 6:40 am, twenty minutes before she had to sign in at the principal’s office.
At the slowest pace, it took just over ten minutes to walk to the principal’s office, so there was plenty of ti.
But as Bella reached the principal’s office building and was about to go upstairs, a voice called out from afar.
“Bella Woods!”
Oliver Hughes?
Bella turned her head to see Oliver Hughes rushing over from a distance.
He grabbed Bella’s arm: “Co with .”
Taken several steps away, Bella imdiately struggled free.
“Where are you taking ?” Bella glanced at the principal’s office building.
“Why so much nonsense, co with imdiately.” Oliver was extrely domineering and gave Bella no chance to speak, trying to pull her away again.
This ti, Bella didn’t let him touch her, stepping back each ti: “If you have sothing to say, just say it directly. I don’t have ti to go with you.”
“Bella Woods, you’d better behave before I get angry,” Oliver said, suppressing his anger.
Bella took a deep breath, still patient: “I don’t have ti now. Either you say what you want or wait until 7:30.”
“Why not now?”
“Why must it be now?” Bella countered: “Just because Young Master Oliver wants to find , I have to go with you? Can’t I have my own ti?”
“In the past, you ca at my beck and call, but now you’re temperantal?” Oliver was displeased: “Is it because you think my uncle backs you, that you can start throwing tantrums?”
“We had an engagent before; we don’t anymore.”
“We still have an engagent,” Oliver stared at Bella. “Rest assured, I will clarify with my uncle that our engagent is not canceled.”
“That’s your issue; I’m very busy now.”
Bella glanced at the ti, 7:15.
She had only five minutes left.
However, as soon as Bella turned around, Oliver seized the opportunity to grab her wrist: “Co with .”
“Leave alone, I have no ti.” Bella struggled.
“I don’t care, you co with right now, even if the sky falls.”
Oliver forcibly tried to drag Bella away.
Desperately, Bella struggled, realizing Oliver was pulling her away, and her deadline for signing was becoming more imminent.
In a mont of urgency, Bella slapped Oliver.
The slap hit suddenly, leaving Oliver stunned.
Bella was also dazed for a second, but she couldn’t care less now.
If she missed the signature, she couldn’t go abroad.
By then, when Third Young Master Marshall’s ga ruse ended, she’d still be a puppet on strings.
“Oliver Hughes, let make it clear, I don’t have ti now.” Bella withdrew her hand: “Furthermore, whether the engagent is canceled or not, that’s between your family and Third Young Master.
But for , there is no engagent between us, and there never will be!”
After finishing her words, Bella turned and walked towards the teaching building.
Oliver rushed to block her: “Why? You clearly liked so much, and now you don’t want the engagent? Are you still mad at ?”
“I’m not mad at you; I just don’t want you.”
In the heat of the mont, Bella spoke without holding back.
“Bella Woods, are you saying this because of…” Oliver paused: “That old man?”
“Yes, I’m happy with him, so please stop bothering , and get out of my way.”
“Call the old man right now and take to et him. I have to see who dares to ss with soone like , Oliver Hughes!”
Oliver grabbed Bella to lead her away.
Bella struggled, feeling anxious: “Oliver Hughes, let go of , I…”
“Oliver Hughes!”
A loud call interrupted Oliver’s drag.
Bella looked up and saw Calvin Marshall rushing over, prying off Oliver’s hand.
“You go on, leave this to ,” Calvin reminded.
Bella didn’t have ti to say anything, turning and running upstairs.
When Oliver was about to chase after, Calvin grabbed him, warning: “I’m your aunt, and if you don’t leave with now, I’ll imdiately contact your dad to tell him you hit .”
“Aunt?” Oliver was shocked.
Calvin was blatantly being unreasonable.
Oliver, furious, simply squatted on the step beside, irritably taking out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket.
Calvin snatched them away: “No smoking on campus, follow the rules.”
Nothing worked, which deeply annoyed Oliver.
“Oliver,” Calvin kindly reminded: “There’s no future between you and Little Bella, so stop giving her trouble.”
Oliver remained silent, just staring at Calvin.
After a mont, he spoke: “Do you know sothing?”
“What?”
“Bella Woods is with an old man,” Oliver growled through his teeth.
Calvin was stunned: “Old man?”
The face of Ashton Marshall flashed in her mind.
Though Ashton is seven or eight years older than these younger ones, it’s not enough to call him an ‘old man.’
Does Third Young Master Marshall know he’s being called an old man?
Calvin was quite curious.
“I suppose the old man probably has so property and money in Peace City, which is why Bella follows him,” Oliver sneered with disdain. “Bella is just stupid.”
“As I’ve said, with her conditions, being with is her fortune, and she can’t find anyone better than .”
“She just can’t see clearly and insists on making a fuss.”
“Causing trouble all this ti without stopping until I give in.”
He even ca today intending to give in, prepared so things, but Bella…
Touching the spot where Bella slapped him, Oliver was very unhappy.
Listening to Oliver’s words, Calvin couldn’t help but try to speak several tis but stopped.
In the end, she could only pat Oliver’s shoulder: “I think you should respect Little Bella. After all, my third brother has announced your canceled wedding.”
“Bella Woods likes !” Oliver confidently looked at Calvin: “She has liked since four years ago. She’s just throwing a tantrum now.”
“Or maybe not?”
“No way.”
Oliver reacted violently: “She loves , and only . Everything else is just a tantrum…”
After speaking, Oliver looked away and muttered, “Just coax her, and she’ll be fine.”
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