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Chapter 267
Chapter 267
The familiar Midwestern twang hit Abbey's ears before she even laid eyes on the source...
She whipped around, only to see Bill sauntering over with his carefree gait. Spotting her, Bill's steps momentarily halted.
Abbey's eyes widened in shock, on the verge of shouting "Bro!" when Bill sharply turned away, retreating.
Her words got stuck in her throat: ??
What on earth was her brother doing?!
How did he end up here?
No wonder upon arriving in Greenmeadow, she couldn't find him anywhere! Who would expect to find him in a tiny spot like Midnight Scent?
As Abbey pondered, Cordelia gestured towards Everard, saying, "This is my boyfriend."
Abbey: "..."
Her brain just couldn't keep up.
She coughed slightly, slowly turning to the person behind the counter. Although she'd only seen him in photos with her brother back at home, she recognized him instantly - this was her brother's boss!
Who could tell her why her brother's boss was running a place like Midnight Scent?
But now, she finally got it!
No wonder her brother was gifting Cordelia jewels. It wasn't to woo a girlfriend but to curry favor with the boss!
In a flash, Abbey realized all this. Looking at Cordelia, who seemed oblivious to Everard's situation, Abbey clamped her mouth shut.
Her brother always moved in mysterious ways, and the boss was even more elusive.
Sometimes, when out on business, her brother would pretend not to recognize her if they crossed paths. She was used to it.
So, she decided it was best to keep silent!
She smiled at Cordelia, simply saying, “So cool!”
Cordelia: "..."
Suddenly, Abbey, who just moments ago was advising Cordelia to break up, changed her tune, showering them with praises: "Lia, I think you and your boyfriend are a perfect match! You two are literally made for each other! It'd be a crime to the audience if you weren't together!"
After her spiel, Abbey quietly made her exit: "Well, now that I've met your boyfriend, I'll head out~"
Once Abbey disappeared from Midnight Scent, Bill came back from the backyard, and the three of them sat down for breakfast.
After finishing, Everard, with his face in his hand, remarked, "See, even an outsider thinks we're a great match."
Cordelia paused for a moment, then nonchalantly responded with a "Hmm."
Everard, accustomed to her cool demeanor, slowly added, "I also think we're meant for each other."
Cordelia: "..."
Not interested in engaging further, she stood up to leave. Just then, Everard called out, "Hey, kid."
Cordelia turned back.
Everard, dressed in black, suddenly smiled, “Let me ask you something."
Cordelia: "Go on."
Everard: “If you're negative two and I'm negative five, what do we make together?"
Without hesitation, Cordelia answered, "Negative seven."
Everard, a math whiz who'd won medals, couldn't even get a simple addition problem right?
As she thought this, Cordelia left Midnight Scent.
Everard: ???
Do straightforward people not get puns?
He sighed, resigned, "Right, together, we make a couple."
Bill Robinson, who was cleaning the table, shuddered at the comment.
Boss, you're giving me goosebumps!
Days flew by, and soon it was Steward's birthday.
Early in the morning, Delaney Manor buzzed with activity.
Rachel Smith, Juliana's mother, was directing everyone in preparing the estate. By evening, guests started arriving. Upstairs, Juliana was trying on different dresses.
When Rachel came to check on her and found her still not ready, she fretted, "Why are you dawdling so much?"
Juliana responded, "Mom, I have to outshine Cordelia tonight."
Hearing this, Rachel chuckled, "Being pretty and smart doesn't compare to marrying well. I think that dress looks beautiful on you. Hurry downstairs, Hanley is already here."
Satisfied, Juliana quickly readied herself and descended.
Upon reaching the bottom, she saw Hanley, dressed sharply, receiving compliments from everyone around.
Juliana felt pleased.
No matter what, Cordelia could never surpass her in terms of a fiancé.
Comforted by this thought, Juliana wore a broad smile as she approached Hanley.
Together, they made a stunning couple, earning praise from everyone passing by.
Hanley, just back from Ontoky City, was clueless about the recent developments and wondered, "Why's this year's birthday bash so grand?"
Juliana smirked, "It's all because of
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Elsewhere.
Steward was discussing with Sanderson, who had come early to help, "It's a rare opportunity. I managed to get Hackett to invite Bill over. Our family isn't in the same е
league as the Robinsons in the business world, but we can't afford to offend them. Let that deadbeat apologize, even if it's just for the sake of our company!"
After pondering, Sanderson, as an elder, certainly didn't want Everard to be at a disadvantage.
Taking a moment to think rationally
about it, there's an old saying that goes, "It's better to bury the hatchet than to keep a feud alive." When I've asked Everard about his beef with Bill in the past, he never mentioned any serious bad blood between
them, just that they didn't ce eye to
eye on some matters.
Given that, why not use this opportunity to make amends?
But the thought of Everard having to swallow his pride, apologize, and suck up to Bill... it just doesn't sit right with me.