Rosalie looked at her speechlessly: "Miss Sinclair, do you know how many calls I’ve made? I thought you were at work and didn’t see them, but looking at you now, you haven’t gone to work at all. Why didn’t you answer my calls?"
"It’s a rare day off, why should I have to answer your call? Can’t I just enjoy it quietly?" Seraphina replied, sounding quite justified.
Rosalie was left speechless by her retort, and after a long silence, she spoke again, "By the way, I wanted to ask you sothing."
"Hmm?" Seraphina sat up straight, curious. "What is it? Having a spat with Simon again?"
Rosalie was fine in every way, but her temper as a rich girl was indeed a bit severe. Hence, Seraphina instinctively thought it was so issue between the young couple.
"What nonsense, we’re doing just fine." Rosalie snorted, bringing the topic back, "Isn’t the day after tomorrow Christmas? Simon and I have always been apart more than together, and it’s hard to spend holidays together. He finally has ti to spend the holiday with . What do you think I should gift him?"
When it ca to Christmas, Seraphina imdiately perked up, "You wouldn’t have reminded ; I’m so busy I’ve forgotten, Christmas is almost here, and I haven’t prepared a gift for Jude yet."
"Forget Jude for a mont. It’s your first Christmas with Mr. Fairchild, are you not going to show sothing?" Rosalie asked curiously.
"Right, it’s a holiday, but he said he wants to take to a party that day. Whether we celebrate it or not is still up in the air." Seraphina replied wistfully.
Rosalie didn’t agree with her: "Whether you celebrate or not doesn’t matter, but you cannot skip the gift. Christmas is like Valentine’s Day; it’s the best ti to warm up your relationship. He’s been attentive towards you, you should at least show so gesture."
"Weren’t we discussing what gift you should give Simon? Why did it shift to ?" Seraphina steered the topic back.
"You haven’t settled your own affairs and you’re worrying about mine? Forget it, you don’t seem like soone with any romantic experience. I’ll ask soone else." Rosalie looked at Seraphina with so disdain, and before she could reply, Rosalie ended the video call.
Seraphina helplessly rubbed her temples, wondering why this girl was always in such a whirlwind mode.
Looking back, from the ti she t Desmond to how their relationship evolved, it seed like Desmond has always been the one doing more. As his nominal and actual fiancée, she seed to have never actually done sothing for him proactively.
What kind of gift would be suitable for him? This man lacks nothing, which indeed poses a challenge. However, perhaps n would understand n better.
Seraphina instinctively thought of calling Quentin but changed her mind. Quentin is soone with no decorum, expecting any constructive advice from this playboy is practically a daydream.
After contemplating among Desmond’s friends, she finally settled on Marcus.
Marcus was a bit surprised to receive a call from Seraphina.
There hadn’t been much contact since the last eting, with just occasional encounters twice, but no private interactions. This sudden call from Seraphina piqued his curiosity.
After the call connected, he adjusted his glasses and raised his lips with interest, "Long ti no see, sister-in-law. How co you suddenly have ti to call ?"
"Young Master Vance, I have a small favor to ask. I’m not sure if now is convenient for you."
"Of course, if there’s anything I can help with, I’ll naturally oblige." Marcus was quite interested in Seraphina, but since she was Desmond’s fiancée, he didn’t dare to reach out actively.
Now that she contacted him first, he definitely wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
Marcus might look like a high-class noble on the surface, seeming courteous in speech, but he’s extrely sarcastic inside.
Therefore, during his first encounter with Seraphina, he directly hit her sore spot. Fortunately, after Desmond and Quentin diated, those issues settled, and Seraphina didn’t pursue them further.
Yet now hearing Marcus’s probing tone, Seraphina sowhat doubted whether she found the right person.
"The day after tomorrow is Christmas, and I’d like to gift Desmond sothing. As a man and his good friend, you should have a better understanding of him, so I wanted to ask what you think he might like."
Marcus originally thought it would be sothing more significant or perhaps so trouble she wanted him to help with, but never expected Seraphina simply ca to ask about such an insignificant matter.
He found this woman indeed interesting and was even more curious.
He has always wanted to know how exactly Seraphina managed to capture Desmond’s heart. Given Desmond’s personality, even if he had a fleeting romance with Seraphina and happened to have a child, it wouldn’t necessarily tie him down.
After all, Desmond was never a good person.
What kind of woman could make such an enigmatic man bow and treat her tenderly?
"Oh, I see. If it’s like this, I think it’s hard to elaborate over the phone. Are you free today, sister-in-law? We could go out together, it would be more fitting to browse and choose."
Marcus checked the ti, squinting his eyes as he smiled, "If you’re free, I’ll co pick you up."
"No need, I’ll drive there myself. Let’s agree on a location." Seraphina replied.
"Alright, I’ll text you the address."
It was her first private eting with Marcus. Seraphina casually dressed up and headed out.
When she t Marcus, he was leaning against a lamppost at the street corner. His tall stature complented his handso features, drawing admiring glances from many young won. So bold ones approached to ask for his contact info, which he declined politely.
If it were Quentin, he would probably wish he could plaster his WeChat QR code on his forehead and add a few lines: Silky beauty, add .
Quentin never imagined himself to appear so sleazy in Seraphina’s mind.
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