The Soft-Hearted Wife of Mr. Big Shot-Chapter 72: Nobody’s Perfect
September passed by unhurriedly, and Holly was about to start school.
Holly gazed at the calendar, lost in thought.
There was a week until her birthday, which she didn’t particularly like, but thinking of it... her eyes lost their sparkle.
He would come, but she wouldn’t welcome him.
Bexley experiences all four seasons distinctly, where you can feel the warm breezes of spring, the heat of summer, the coolness of autumn, and the chill of winter.
With autumn’s arrival, it’s getting cooler.
"Little glutton, have some fruit."
Leo Grant brought over a plate of washed grapes, each one crystal clear, and placed it in front of Holly.
"So sweet."
The grapes were washed clean and were picked off one by one.
They were seedless and quite sweet.
"What’s wrong, not happy?"
The young girl had a gloomy expression, her face full of discontent.
Even though she was smiling slightly as she spoke, Leo could tell she wasn’t happy.
"No, just didn’t get enough sleep."
Holly yawned widely and rubbed her eyes.
Her unhappiness was written all over her face; she wasn’t someone who hid her feelings.
"Then go have a nap, okay?"
Leo ruffled Holly’s hair, his voice low and doting.
"No, I’ve made plans to go out with a friend."
Holly shook her head seriously as she spoke.
Oh, it was Diana Curtis who invited her out.
"Where to? I’ll take you."
Leo’s gaze turned to Holly, asking her.
The young girl was quite popular; she made a lot of friends after going to university.
"No need to trouble you, brother, focus on your own work."
Holly shook her head, gently biting her lip.
Last night, Leo had fallen asleep in the study, with a high stack of unreviewed documents on the desk.
Seeing it made her feel sorry; everyone said being a CEO was the easiest job, sitting high up, being respected, and especially being wealthy, earning money effortlessly every day.
But is there really any job that easy?
Leo had a lot to do each day, often working late into the night, rising early and retiring late.
A moment of ease was nothing but hard-earned.
There’s no job in this world that’s easy.
Iris has a famous saying: People only admire the current brilliance of a successful flower, yet at the beginning, its bud was soaked in the tears of struggle and watered by the blood of sacrifice.
Indeed, ten minutes on stage is the result of ten years of practice off stage.
Leo’s glitzy appearance was achieved through effort, investing more than others.
"Brother isn’t busy."
Leo shook his head; in front of the young girl’s matters, her needs took precedence, and his work could be put aside.
"But last night, you fell asleep in the study, working with documents until late."
Holly looked up at Leo, her eyes earnest, with not a hint of falsehood.
And with a touch of concern.
"Holly, be careful on the road, and message me when you arrive."
Leo was momentarily stunned, then smiled.
This young girl cared about him; he should be pleased.
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Diana Curtis looked at the table laden with food, taking a deep breath, then another.
"I swear, I’m so envious."
Diana spoke with a lemony tone, as if she had eaten one.
On the table were, undeniably, things with white peach oolong flavoring, filling the table entirely, even the items in the store were white peach oolong flavored.
The shop decor had a white peach oolong color theme, and the furnishings were very...
Anyway, they were just to Holly’s taste.
Leo had given them to Holly, clearly putting in a lot of thought.
"What’s to envy?"
Holly didn’t get it, eating her cake with a fork.
"Boss, I think you should just go for it; this guy is so considerate."
Diana propped her chin, looking at Holly with envy.
Leo was truly attentive, not that he did anything grandiose, but he perfectly catered to Holly’s preferences, putting in a lot of effort.
"What nonsense are you talking?"
Holly raised her eyes and glared fiercely at Diana.
What rubbish, Leo was her brother, and there was nothing wrong with a brother giving his sister something.
Diana: "..."
She frowned at Holly, internally reminding herself not to get angry, not to get angry.
Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. Holly had a high IQ, was pretty, and was all-around excellent, but when it came to EQ... it was practically non-existent.
One could even say it was in the negative.
In other words, you could be outstandingly good to her, and she would feel it, but she wouldn’t guess you had ulterior motives.
Unless you confessed.
Sometimes even after a confession, she might think you were joking seriously.
"Boss, people really aren’t perfect."
Diana stirred her milk tea, shaking her head with a look of regret.
When she first met Holly, Holly seemed perfect in her eyes, at least on the surface.
After getting closer...
Okay, she took back her initial thoughts.
"Nobody is perfect; that’s a simple truth."
Holly shrugged, speaking lightly.
"Boss, do you know what I feel like right now?"
Diana’s expression showed a slight lemony sourness.
Holly: "???"
She looked up at Diana, puzzled.
Diana answered: "A bitter lemon."
Jealousy distorted her appearance; she was freshly broken up, so why did she have to face this, boo hoo hoo.
Okay, she was someone who lost even before she started dating.
Holly: "???"
What’s this ’bitter lemon’ about?
Holly felt quite baffled.
"Boss, how are you planning to spend your birthday?"
Diana didn’t want to continue discussing the topic. She didn’t want to burst into rage.
Every year, their group celebrated Holly’s birthday. In the past, Holly was always in Arkenfall, and everyone would celebrate at headquarters.
This year, things were a bit different.
"I’m not celebrating."
Holly popped a small piece of cake into her mouth, her voice indifferent.
She never had strong feelings about birthdays, and celebrating wasn’t that important to her.
In past years, it was always this group who made a big fuss over her birthday, but she preferred peace and quiet.
"Not celebrating isn’t an option; everyone’s already discussing it in the group chat. Others might skip birthdays, but not you, boss."
Diana shook her head, speaking earnestly.
Yes, no matter what, they had to celebrate Holly’s birthday.
"No need for a big fuss."
Holly looked up, seriously gazing at Diana.
Well, birthdays come every year, and making a big deal every year seemed a bit much, especially since she wasn’t one for a lot of noise.
