Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 250: If You Like

In Nora Northwood’s impression, airplanes should be a mode of transport for the wealthy.

Jasper Sinclair’s eyes were like deep waters, impossibly dark, and he said, "When we return to Stanton City, I’ll buy you a private plane so you can fly every day."

Nora rely thought this was a joke from Jasper Sinclair and didn’t take it to heart.

Two hours later, the plane landed at Palm Cove Airport.

The pace of life in Palm Cove is slower than in Stanton City, even the air carries a casual and leisurely ease.

Soone ca to pick them up: "President Sinclair, Mrs. Sinclair, welco to Palm Cove, I am Leo Carter, responsible for your travel needs these days."

The person was around forty years old, and Nora assessed that his attire didn’t look like a driver’s; he should be an employee of the company.

The three of them first went to the seaside hotel to temporarily drop off their luggage.

Gradually moving away from the airport, they slowly saw the blue coastline, and even the wind blowing in carried a salty taste.

Nora suddenly had new inspiration, she looked back, curling her pink lips and said, "If I develop an aroma with a sea breeze scent, do you think anyone would like it?"

"They will." Jasper Sinclair confidently gave her an answer.

Nora casually noted this idea in her mo, then opened her phone to imprint everything outside the window in tiny photos.

She hoped to rember the scent of this place, but since the scent of the sea breeze couldn’t be preserved, she could only temporarily store it through photography.

Jasper Sinclair didn’t understand her gesture, assuming that she liked the sea, he prolonged his tone and said, "Honey, if you like, we can spend so ti at the seaside every month."

"When VK becos a publicly listed company, I’ll let go and then we can go out and play every day."

As they chatted leisurely, the car had already stopped in the hotel parking lot.

Leo Carter helped move their luggage into the room while Jasper Sinclair led them to the hotel restaurant.

The restaurant’s design leaned towards blues, containing many elents of seawater, as if imrsed in the deep sea.

Nora circled the nu, and with the server’s recomndation, ordered several local signature and specialty dishes.

While dining, Jasper Sinclair noticed that the shrimp was disappearing from the plate the fastest.

He watched Nora stuff the last shrimp into her mouth, "Honey, do you really like eating shrimp?"

"Yes, I find the shrimp at springy and very fresh."

Jasper Sinclair silently noted this, "Should we order another serving?"

"No, there’s still a lot unfinished, Jasper, waste is shaful, we can’t be greedy capitalists!" Nora said seriously.

Jasper Sinclair was always amazed by her train of thought, and inevitably, a curve traced his lips.

By the ti the two finished eating, the sky outside had already darkened.

They heard there’s a small music concert by the seaside at night, so they decided to join the fun.

At eight in the evening, several young people with instrunts appeared on the coast on ti.

This was a stage built in haste, exciting the audience below with their urgency.

Of course, this did not affect everyone’s enthusiasm for singing and dancing together.

Initially, Nora thought it would be high-energy rap, but to her surprise, it started with a gentle folk lody.

She stood on tiptoe and asked the person beside her, "Jasper, do you like listening to folk music?"

The man’s answer was sowhat uninteresting, "I rarely listen to music."

Soon, everyone raised the flashlight on their phones, waving along to the lody of the instrunts.