Chapter 1111: Chapter 1021: The lon-Eating Trio
Catherine Ford looked at the two of them with a dazed expression. Shouldn’t they be shocked and angry about being cheated on? Why do they look so excited!
Perplexed, Catherine simply took Mary Scott’s phone. After seeing what was on it, she looked at the other two slowly, her mouth twitching uncontrollably. She wanted to laugh but felt embarrassed because the two of them were involved in this. Her shoulders began to shake from holding back laughter.
Mary Scott, feeling a bit annoyed, nudged her, “Don’t hold it in. If you want to laugh, just laugh.”
As soon as she said this, Mary couldn’t help but start laughing herself. Next to her, Bertha Swift, stirred by Mary, also couldn’t hold back, and in the end, it was Catherine, the bystander, who was the most restrained.
After laughing enough, Mary pointed at Bertha, “What’s up with the two of them? Learning to cook together is one thing, but going out with matching shoes and pants, like they planned it?”
Bertha, after a quick ntal loop, roughly guessed the situation and suppressed a smile, “I never bought him clothes before, he must really like it.”
“Ah, I just rembered, this outfit was from when I went shopping with you last ti.” Mary realized. But it’s such a coincidence that both of them chose the sa shoes and pants today. If she didn’t know their personalities, she might suspect sothing going on between them like the netizens.
Catherine listened to their conversation, her expression complex. So it was you two who put him on the trending list? Thinking back to the image on Mary’s phone of David Locke and Adam Piers wearing the sa shoes and pants, standing together. Whether it was a photoshopped picture or a cara angle issue, the way it looked, David and Adam seed to be holding hands.
What can I say? It’s like a perfect match that irresistibly draws your thoughts to a different direction.
“Aren’t you going to discuss what to do next? I see the comnts are exploding, everyone is talking about this. If this continues to blow up, it won’t affect Adam much, but it will definitely have an impact on your marriage.” Catherine reminded, seeing Mary still discussing clothes with Bertha.
Mary suddenly exclaid softly in realization and hurriedly went to call David Locke, only to hear her phone ring first; it was her agent calling.
Recalling Catherine’s words, Mary snapped out of watching her man’s drama and quickly answered Michael’s call.
The person on the other end didn’t hold back. Right after the call connected, he asked her what was going on.
Mary dared not joke anymore and explained the whole situation to her agent in detail.
Michael on the other hand sighed in relief but still said earnestly, “Although this is just a misunderstanding, if not handled well, it could be troubleso. Netizens have broad imaginations, and clarifications, if not handled carefully, can easily escalate, which will surely influence both you and Director Locke.”
“I understand.” Mary nodded, not daring to take it lightly. She hung up and called David Locke to find out how he planned to handle it.
Who knew when she dialed David’s number, no one answered on the other side. Mary frowned slightly, could sothing have happened?
Feeling uneasy, she looked at Bertha Swift, “Bertha, could you call Adam Piers to see if he’s with David?”
“Alright.” Bertha didn’t hesitate and imdiately dialed her number; but got the sa result as Mary, no one answered.
The two looked at each other, both feeling a bit uneasy.
Before they could take any other action, the car arrived at Moon Lake Manor.
They were hesitating whether to find the two first, but then they saw familiar cars parked. Raised eyebrows, were the two of them already here?
But why aren’t they answering their phones?
With doubts in mind, the three entered Moon Lake Manor.
Unlike Mary and Catherine, it was Bertha’s first ti here. She had heard before that Moon Lake Manor is like a real paradise, built with extre beauty and tranquility, but never had the chance to visit. Now that she’s here, she found the rumors to be true.
However, just like Mary, she was worried about Adam and Director Locke, so she had no mind for sightseeing, just following closely behind the experienced Mary and Catherine.
Before she could get on a shuttle bus in the manor, she heard the sounds of two n squabbling.
The three won exchanged puzzled glances, especially Mary and Bertha, who recognized their respective n’s voices.
They instinctively walked towards the direction of the voices because it was near the shuttle bus they were about to take. The butlers tried to intervene by letting out a polite cough.
Unfortunately, the two arguing seed oblivious, continuing their quarrel undeterred.
As they got closer, they could clearly hear their voices, with Adam speaking in a slovenly tone, “You change, this outfit was tailor-made for by Bertha, why should I change?”
“Ha, anyone can see this outfit follows Mary’s style, how dare you say it was tailored by Bertha? And ask to change? Ha ha.”
“Please, take a look at yourself. What have you done to such a good outfit? Only my face and body can pull this off!” Adam was unyielding; after all, this was the first outfit and shoes Bertha got for him, how could he back down?
“Haha, are you guilty enough to resort to personal attacks?” David mocked in retort.
The two stood in a standoff, neither giving in, as though suggesting to swap outfits was akin to swapping wives.
Bertha and the other two gaped, dumbfounded at what they were hearing.
After a while, Catherine whispered, almost inaudibly, “Are they Director Locke and Master Adam?”
She felt like she might be deaf, blind, or just having hallucinations from too much stress. This is way too juvenile!
Bertha and Mary simultaneously snapped out of it, then both covered their faces and frantically gestured at Catherine, “No, no, you got it wrong, you got it wrong!”
Saying that, they both turned to look at the manor’s staff, ntally asking if there were other ways.
The staff thought for a mont, “Do you mind hiking? Our manor’s scenery is quite nice.”
The understatent couldn’t have been more apparent.
The three didn’t even think twice, turning around to leave.
But their small group, no matter how quiet, caused so commotion. The two bickering n instinctively looked over, and then they both turned to stone on the spot.
Social suicide couldn’t be more fitting a term!
Getting caught in such childish postures was bad enough, but caught by their own won, the embarrassnt of Adam and David was beyond words.
But…
Both were people who had seen the world; the awkwardness on their faces only lasted a mont before they returned to their usual deanor, casually walking towards the three won.
They were so calm, so calm Bertha and the others thought they were coming over to silence them…
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Mary Scott pointed at Bertha Swift after a good laugh, “What’s up with them? It’s fine if they learned cooking together, but going out with matched shoes and pants too?”
Bertha Swift guessed what was going on after a brief thought and suppressed a giggle, “I never bought clothes for him before, maybe he particularly likes them.”
“Ah, I rember now. That’s the outfit I bought with you last ti.” Mary Scott suddenly realized, but it was such a coincidence that they chose the sa shoes and pants today. If she didn’t know their personalities, she would have suspected sothing fishy like the netizens did.
Catherine Ford listened to their conversation with a complex expression, thinking, are you the ones who put yourselves on the trending list? Recalling the image on Mary Scott’s phone of David Locke and Adam Piers wearing the sa shoes and pants, standing together, it looked like they were holding hands—whether it was due to a Photoshop job or the angle, she was not sure.
How to put it? They’re such a match that it tempts people to consider them as a pair.
“Aren’t you going to discuss what to do next? I saw the comnts are exploding; everyone is talking about it. If it continues to stir up, it might not impact Adam Piers much, but it will certainly affect you and your husband.” Catherine Ford couldn’t help but remind them as Mary Scott was still discussing clothes with Bertha Swift.
Mary Scott exclaid softly and quickly called David Locke, but her phone rang first; it was her agent.
Recalling Catherine Ford’s words, Mary Scott quickly snapped out of her amused mood, getting ready to attend to her man, and hurriedly answered Michael’s call.
There was no politeness from Michael; he directly asked what was going on.
Mary Scott dared not joke at this point and explained the situation to her agent in detail.
Michael listened with a sigh of relief but still advised earnestly, “Even though this is just a misunderstanding, if it’s not handled well, it could be troubleso. Netizens think broadly, and attempting to clarify things carelessly could lead to further issues, affecting both you and Director Locke to so extent.”
“I understand.” Mary Scott nodded, not daring to take it lightly anymore, then hung up and called David Locke, wanting to know how he planned to handle it.
Unexpectedly, no one answered on David Locke’s side when Mary Scott called, causing her to frown slightly. Could sothing have happened?
She looked uneasily at Bertha Swift, “Bertha, can you call Adam Piers and ask if he’s with David Locke?”
“Okay.” Bertha Swift didn’t hesitate and imdiately dialed her number, only to find, like Mary Scott, no one answered.
The two won looked at each other, feeling sowhat anxious.
Before they could take any more action, the car arrived at Moon Lake Manor.
Just as they were hesitating whether to find the n first, they saw familiar cars and raised their eyebrows in surprise. Were they already here?
But why weren’t they answering their phones?
With questions in mind, the three won entered Moon Lake Manor.
Unlike Mary Scott and Catherine Ford, it was Bertha Swift’s first ti at Moon Lake Manor. Although she had heard people say that Moon Lake Manor was like a real-life paradise, exquisitely beautiful and serene, she never had the chance to see it for herself. Only now did she know the rumors were true.
However, like Mary Scott, she was worried about Adam Piers and Director Locke and wasn’t in the mood to enjoy the scenery, simply following behind Mary Scott and Catherine Ford, who had been there before.
Unexpectedly, before she got on the manor’s shuttle, she heard bickering between two n.
The three won exchanged puzzled glances, especially Mary Scott and Bertha Swift, who recognized their respective partners’ voices.
They instinctively headed towards the source of the noise. The location was near the shuttle they were about to take. The servants pretended to cough to stop them.
Unfortunately, the n arguing seed a bit lost in their own world and didn’t hear the subtle hint, continuing their quarrel.
As the three won got closer, they could clearly hear them. Adam Piers, sounding slovenly, said, “You change it. This outfit was custom-made for by Bertha. Why should I change it?”
“Ha, this outfit screams of Mary’s clothing style. How dare you say it was custom-made by Bertha for you? And ask to change? Ha ha.”
“Co on, look at yourself! How have you managed to make such nice clothes look so bad? This outfit suits my face and figure best!” Adam Piers didn’t back down, as this was Bertha’s first gift of clothes and shoes for him. How could he relent?
“Ah, are you attacking personally because you’re feeling guilty?” David Locke mocked back.
The two were stuck in a stalemate, seemingly fighting over clothes, not sothing as serious as switching partners.
The trio of won stood nearby, slack-jawed.
After a while, Catherine Ford said in a low voice, “Are they Director Locke and Master Adam?”
She wondered if her ears were deceiving her or if she had gone blind, or maybe the pressure of the day had caused hallucinations?
This was so childish!
Both Bertha Swift and Mary Scott snapped back to reality simultaneously and covered their faces in unison, signaling wildly to Catherine Ford, “No, no, you’ve got it wrong, you’ve got it wrong!”
They both glanced at the Moon Lake Manor servant, telepathically asking if there was another path.
The servant thought for a mont, “Would you mind walking, ladies? Our manor’s scenery is quite nice.”
That understatent was quite modest.
The three of them turned to leave without thinking.
But no matter how quietly their group moved, they still made so noise, and the two n involved in the argunt subconsciously turned to look, instantly petrified in place.
It was the very definition of social death!
To be seen this childishly bickering was embarrassing enough, but having it witnessed by their own partners, Adam Piers and David Locke’s embarrassnt was beyond words.
However…
These two had faced big scenes before; their awkwardness faded instantly, and they resud their usual deanor, elegantly approaching the three won.
They were so composed that Bertha Swift and the others felt as if the two n ca over to cover up the situation…
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