Chapter 931: 270: Waking up Wang Ermie, being PUA_5
“Hmm, good night,” Delia Frieman said, looking at Rachel Barton.
“Good night.”
After returning to her room, Rachel Barton first took a shower, then lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. Finally, she pulled out her phone, opened the photo album, and scrolled to a group photo with Viola Thompson.
The photo was not just of Viola Thompson.
It was also of Diana Hershey and Fiona Knight, as well as Flora Tiarks.
It was a group photo of the Five-Person Group.
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In the photo, Viola Thompson was dressed in simple white clothes and black pants. Without makeup, her handso brows and eyes were clear and outstanding, catching your attention imdiately.
Like a crane among chickens.
The four of them rely accentuated Viola Thompson’s presence.
Moreover, Viola Thompson was the tallest among the five of them.
A standard model figure.
176 cm, 49 KG.
She was very pretty, especially those clear, peach blossom eyes that seed to talk with every movent.
As Rachel Barton looked at the photo, she suddenly realized that Viola Thompson seed to like this simple style of dressing.
White clothes and black pants.
Simple and elegant.
Looking at the photo over and over, Rachel Barton suddenly understood why Mr. White was attracted to Viola Thompson.
Early the next morning.
Rachel Barton left the house and went to the mall. She bought three white blouses, a white down jacket, several pairs of black leggings, and black boots.
Actually, compared to boots, she preferred sneakers.
But Viola Thompson seed to like boots more.
Every ti Rachel Barton saw her, she was almost always in a white down jacket, black leggings, and black boots, or a pink coat.
Thinking of this, Rachel Barton also went to buy a pink coat.
She originally wanted to buy the sa model as Viola Thompson’s, but upon doing a search, she found out that Viola Thompson’s coat cost more than sixty thousand, and so she abandoned this idea.
Rachel Barton was sowhat surprised.
She had originally thought that Viola Thompson didn’t pay attention to brand nas when dressing. Who would have thought that a simple coat from Viola Thompson’s wardrobe cost tens of thousands?
The salary of an ordinary person for one year.
After all, Dolores Frieman only made a little over four thousand a month.
Such was the difference in class.
After all, the Thompson clan was a real aristocratic family. This was also why Flora Tiarks always wanted Viola Thompson to be her sister-in-law.
In the Five-Person Group, she felt the most insignificant, the one with the least presence.
Without a prominent family background or connections, all she had was herself.
After buying a stack of clothes, Rachel Barton’s card was empty.
Even next month’s living expenses were gone.
Rachel Barton looked at the text ssage from the bank and fell into deep thought.
“Rachel!”
At that mont, Delia Frieman’s voice ca through the air.
“Second Sister!” Rachel Barton looked up at Delia Frieman.
And Noah Reed beside Delia Frieman.
She had only seen Noah Reed at night before and had not noticed that Noah Reed was actually so handso.
Rachel Barton was a little surprised.
“Rachel, did you buy clothes?” Delia Frieman asked next.
Rachel Barton nodded, “Hmm. Second Sister, are you and Brother Noah going shopping?”
“Yeah.”
Delia Frieman’s gaze fell on Rachel Barton’s shopping bag, wondering why Rachel Barton, who normally never takes the initiative to buy clothes, had bought so many this ti. Delia Frieman nudged Noah Reed’s arm and whispered, “Go and help my sister carry her things.”
Rachel Barton noticed Delia Frieman’s subtle actions and frowned imperceptibly.
Even needing to be reminded to help with carrying things…
Could it be that Rachel was overthinking it? Had Noah Reed never been interested in her in the first place? If he had, Noah Reed would have rushed over to help!
It seed that Noah Reed probably didn’t know about Delia Frieman’s past yet.
Rachel Barton looked up and examined Delia Frieman and Noah Reed standing in front of her.
She suddenly found their love too glaring.
Especially when she knew Noah Reed might not be interested in her at all.
Noah Reed walked over, “Little sister, let help you carry these.”
“Thanks, but there’s no need,” Rachel Barton declined imdiately, then said, “Second Sister, I accidentally maxed out my card today…”
The rest of her sentence was left unsaid.
Delia Frieman laughed, “I’ll transfer the money to you later.”
It was normal for young girls, on occasion, to lose control and splurge.
So Delia Frieman didn’t think much of it.
“Okay.” Rachel Barton nodded, “Second Sister, I have sothing else to attend to, I’m leaving first.”
“Do you need us to give you a ride?” Delia Frieman followed up.
“No need.”
Having said that, Rachel Barton turned and left.
Looking at Rachel Barton’s retreating figure, Noah Reed slightly frowned.
He had a very bad impression of Rachel Barton.
“Sis, why do you and your sister have different last nas?” Noah Reed asked.
Delia Frieman explained, “She’s the child that was given away by my parents; she grew up in an orphanage. Since she got adopted in April, she was nad Rachel Barton.”
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