Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 866 - : 259: Boss’s Fancy Moves_1
Chapter 866: 259: Boss’s Fancy Moves_1
The assistant bent respectfully, “Don’t worry, everything is ready.”
“Hmm.”
The man gently nodded.
He clearly didn’t say much, but the atmosphere felt painfully cold.
At that moment,
The sound of a WhatsApp notification echoed in the air.
...
He took out his phone.
Whatever was sent from the other side triggered a faint smirk on the man’s lips. He pressed the voice key and softly voiced, “Okay.”
An extremely pleasant voice.
Even professional voice broadcasters couldn’t help but feel inferior. Magnetic and deep, just a simple word.
But it was filled with infinite indulgence.
The assistant was a bit taken aback.
He looked up at the man.
The man stood tall in his suit, against the light. His high-bridged nose and deep-set eyes were faintly visible through the haze.
Terrence, usually as cold as a block of ice, suddenly seemed to come alive, as ice does, meeting the strong sun. It was surprising.
Astonishment filled the assistant’s eyes.
His mind wandered back to the ten trucks of roses Terrence had instructed him to prepare.
Which lady was this lucky?
He wondered, how did she manage to make Terrence prepare so meticulously, consumed by worry?
At that moment,
The man slightly turned, looking at his assistant, “You can go out now.”
“Yes.” The assistant bowed and left.
…
Capital City Normal University.
Girls’ dormitory.
Rachel Barton was scrolling through her phone’s photo gallery.
“Rachel,” Una called out, strolling over with a smile, “Shall we go shopping today? Are you free?”
Rachel thought for a moment, then nodded, “Sure.”
Viola Thompson had gone to Capital University.
Flora Tiarks had been attending a university out of town.
Though Diana Hershey and Fiona Knight had also invited her, there was no chance of running into Mr. White when hanging out with those two.
So, Rachel had to reject them.
After all, she also needed to connect with her own classmates and roommates.
Una draped her arm around Rachel’s. She giggled, “Rachel, I heard you have a pretty impressive sister, right?”
Caught off guard, Rachel felt a bit guilty.
After all,
Delia Frieman was just a woman who worked in the red-light district.
“She’s alright.” Rachel replied.
“You’re being too modest. I heard your sister is rich.”
Rachel remained silent.
She was struggling with mixed emotions.
Dealing with female classmates was fine.
She was most afraid of discussing Delia with her male classmates.
After all, some of them were probably Delia’s clients.
That relationship was awkward to discuss.
However, luckily,
No one knew yet that Delia was her sister.
During these moments,
Rachel would desperately hope that Delia could find a new job,
A job she wouldn’t have to hide from others.
“It’s okay,” Rachel changed the subject, continuing, “Una, I heard you got a boyfriend, is that true?”
“Not at all, he’s just an admirer.”
Una, the smile on her face, asked, “Rachel, you’re so pretty, don’t you have any admirers?”
Of course, she had admirers.
However, none of them were her type.
Some were even oddballs.
None of them could compare with Mr. White.
Rachel responded with a smile, “None of them are my type.”
Curious, Una asked, “What’s your type?”
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“Mature, steady,” an image of Mr. White came to mind, “He can be a few years older than me, the cultured and refined type is the best.”
She truly adored Mr. White.
Love at first sight.
Una concluded, “A few years older, mature and steady, cultured and elegant. This is a typical successful man. This kind of boyfriend is not found at our school.”
“Then I’m not planning on finding one at school.” Rachel replied.
She always felt Mr. White had some sort of affection for her.
She formed this opinion through various subtle details.
When dining together, he would always remind her to rinse her cup. He’d even escort her home, cautioning her about safety when walking at night…
Recalling these moments, Rachel’s cheeks flushed a little.
Una stared at Rachel, “Rachel, do you have someone you like?”
“No.” Rachel vehemently denied, before adding, “Let’s go. Weren’t we supposed to go shopping?”
“Right.” Una didn’t press any further, instead nodding, “I’m going back to the dorm to change and do my makeup.”
“Alright.” Rachel replied with a smile, “I’ll go back and change as well. Whoever’s ready first, send a message.”
The pair split up, each heading back to their respective dorms.
Rachel picked out a burgundy dress and paired it with a beige coat.
The temperature in Capital City had already fallen to around minus ten degrees.
