Chapter 872: 259: Boss’s Fancy Moves_7
“Maybe so,” Mrs. Zacks ran her hand through her hair.
She hadn’t been sleeping well lately and wondered if she might be hallucinating things.
On the other side.
Scarlett Taylor and Rachel Barton strolled side by side across the campus. Scarlett remarked, curious: “Rachel, was that really your uncle earlier?”
“No,” Rachel replied, “he’s my friend’s uncle.”
Scarlett nodded, “He’s pretty mature, and seems well mannered too.”
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Although Mr. White drove only an ordinary sedan today, Scarlett couldn’t help but feel that there was sothing more to this man.
Rachel, understanding Scarlett’s thoughts, added, “He already has soone he likes.”
“Oh.” Scarlett nodded, but she felt sothing was wrong with that comnt.
Why would Rachel bring this up all of a sudden?
However, she decided not to ask further.
…
Once they returned to their dorm.
Rachel opened WhatsApp and saw that Diana Hershey had created a new group chat that included Fiona Knight and Flora Tiarks. Oddly, Viola Thompson was missing from it.
Rachel imdiately sent an audio ssage, “Why isn’t Viola included in the group?”
Just as her audio ssage was sent, Diana initiated a group video call.
She clicked to join it.
Fiona Knight and Flora Tiarks connected soon after.
Diana began, “I have a big announcent. Sobody’s going to confess their love to Viola and wants us to surprise her by bringing her out.”
“Who? Who’s going to confess to Vio?” Flora sounded really excited.
Diana said, “Terrence Lentz.”
“Terrence Lentz,” Rachel responded, “Isn’t he already engaged to Viola?”
“That’s not an official engagent,” Diana continued, “That was arranged back in River City, but now Viola is the young Miss of the Thompson family in Capital City. That prior agreent is invalid, so Terrence wants to profess his love properly.”
Rachel frowned but concealed it.
She rembered discovering an empty cup of Milk Tea in Mr. White’s car today…
She was also worried that Viola might reject Terrence’s confession.
Flora was really excited, “I can’t believe Terrence, despite having no substantial power, is really romantic.”
Fiona continued, “Will Vio agree to it?”
Rachel imdiately said, “Viola would definitely agree. She really likes Terrence.”
“Personally, I hope Vio will reject Terrence,” Flora went on, “Because, that way, my uncle might have a chance!”
She spoke openly, assuming that everyone was friendly with each other.
However, her words hurt Rachel.
Rachel didn’t understand why Flora was so enthusiastic about setting up Viola with Mr. White.
Did they not see her?
Was she invisible?
She felt overlooked by Mrs. Zacks earlier and now even Flora was ignoring her.
Diana squinted, “Don’t get your hopes too high, the chances are slim.”
“Why?”
Diana then asked, “Does your uncle have an eight-pack?”
“Yes!” Flora nodded enthusiastically.
Diana next asked, “Is your uncle handso?”
Flora retorted, “Are you implying that my uncle isn’t handso?”
“….He is, I suppose.”
Flora boasted, “Not only is my uncle handso, but his family is also wealthy!”
“Viola doesn’t need money.” Rachel interrupted.
Diana nodded, “The most crucial point, is your uncle one ter ninety-three tall?”
Flora: “…”
Diana chuckled, “Vio’s standard is a height of one ter ninety-three, eight-pack abs, a muscular body, and handsoness. All qualities are mandatory.”
Flora: “…” She felt disappointed with her uncle.
Rachel breathed a sigh of relief.
Wouldn’t Flora be surprised if she knew that Mr. White was into her?
Diana continued, “Vio is taking a flight next Wednesday. Let’s act clueless and ask her out to hang out.”
“Okay.”
The four of them discussed this for a while before finally deleting the group chat.
Shortly after.
The day had finally co for Viola Thompson to return to Capital City.
That night.
She received a ssage in the Five-Person Group to go hang out.
And so, the eting spot was finalized, Capital City’s amusent park.
The following day.
Early in the morning, as Viola got up, she found the outside scenery had been enveloped in a blanket of snow.
At that very mont, Mrs. Thompson called out to her from the courtyard.
“Viola!”
Upon hearing her, Viola walked to the edge of her bed, “Granny.”
Mrs. Thompson bead cheerfully like a child, her hands clasping two large snowballs, “Co down quickly and play in the snow.”
“Coming.” Viola briskly dressed up, bringing along Bread and Mantou down the stairs with her.
After a night of heavy snowfall, there was nearly 20 cm of snow accumulated on the ground.
There was a crunching sound as she stepped on it.
Viola was wearing a long white down jacket to honor winter, she’d even specially put on a hat and scarf.
The bulky down jacket did not affect her looks in the slightest, if anything it only made her appear more slender.
It was as if a gust of wind could knock her over.
The white down jacket accentuated her skin, which was already as white as snow, making it even more translucent. Yet, her red lips were dazzlingly vibrant, resembling a winter plum blossom in the snow, beautifully enchanting, but still from its pride!
It was Bread and Mantou’s first encounter with snow.
They were sowhat hesitant to step onto the snowy ground.
Viola squatted down, chuckling, “Bread, Mantou, co over here quickly.”
Bread and Mantou unquestionably trusted in Viola, as they imdiately hastened over, plunging into Viola’s embrace.
This mont was too warm.
Mrs. Thompson initially planned to record the snowy scenery but ended up recording this heartwarming scene as well.
Soon after, this recorded video was uploaded to Facebook.
Bread had its very own separate Facebook account.
And even had over a million followers. A bona fide internet celebrity dog.
The mont this video was posted, it was imdiately t with nurous shares and likes.
Scarlett Koerner had followed Mrs. Thompson and Bread’s Facebook.
As for why she decided to follow a dog– it was because a couple of days ago she had unintentionally co across Bread’s account from Jason Wycof’s following list, and recognized that it was Viola’s dog.
Therefore, the mont Mrs. Thompson’s video was posted, Scarlett ca across it instantly.
Just that.
The more she looked at this dog, the more familiar it seed.
After all, there weren’t many people dostically raising Corso dogs.
Where on earth had she seen this dog before?
Just then, it seed as if she rembered sothing, her eyes half-closed.
A calculating look rested at the bottom of her eyes.
After breakfast.
Viola set off for Capital City’s amusent park.
As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the amusent park, she sensed sothing was off.
The amusent park, generally bustling with activity, was eerily devoid of any visitors today.
Could it be because of the cold weather?
Viola didn’t think much of it, pulled out her phone and while walking in sent a ssage to the Five-Person Group.
[Where are you guys?]
Diana Hershey replied: [Fiona, Flora, Rachel, and I have arrived, co to the castle to find us.]
[Alright.]
Viola held the amusent park map, looking for the landmark that marked the castle.
Right around the corner was the entrance to the castle.
As she walked in, Viola spotted the rosed on either side of the pathway.
Vivid roses sprawled all over the white snowy ground.
The contrast between red and white.
A spectacular sight t her eye as she glanced ahead.
The further she walked in, the more roses there were.
The end of the roses was a sea of roses.
Just then, a tall figure erged from the castle, holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand, and kneeled in front of Viola, “Miss Thompson, will you be my girlfriend? From now on, my car will be under your control, my house will be under your control, my passbook will be under your control, I too, will be under your control.”
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