Chapter 255 Toad, How Have You Been Getting By?

As Lachlan walked towards the gate, he waved his hand at Dennis to indicate that he had nothing to do with it. Then, his eyes fell on the stunningly fashionable woman with starry eyes and an expression of surprise. "Carissa Leon?" he asked.

The woman was wearing a revealing outfit that showed off her long legs, making her stand out in the village.

Carissa was from the Carningsby Village and was around the same age as Lachlan. Her father owned a quarry in the mountains east of the village and could be considered its "richest" man. He also employed several people.

Thanks to her family's wealth and influence in the area, Carissa had always been proud like a swan and looked down on anyone her age in the village - including Lachlan.

Lachlan attended school with Carissa from elementary through middle school but had little interaction with her except for one misunderstanding they had during their third year of middle school.

"Tsk tsk," Carissa sneered as she surveyed Lachlan up and down upon seeing him again after so many years away without notice. "When did this frog sneak back into town?"

"I just got here this morning," replied Lachlan nonchalantly as he rubbed his nose. "I'm busy right now, so if you don't have anything important to say, let's catch up another time."

With that said, Lachlan began closing the gate without bothering to say much more to Carissa because their relationship wasn't exactly what one would call friendly due to their past history together. However, before he could close it completely shut behind him though, she grabbed onto his shirt tightly while pointing at his nose accusingly, "Did I tell you that you can leave? Huh?"

She then coldly laughed while asking, "What are you trying to prove? Have you forgotten how hard you chased after me back when we were still in middle school? How come now that things aren't going your way anymore? Suddenly it's too embarrassing for you even look at me?"

Upon hearing these words from Carissa's mouth, Lachlan's face darkened immediately, "Carissa," he said sternly while shaking off her grip on him gently but firmly nonetheless. "That was years ago! Why bring it up again now?"

He continued by saying, "Besides... I've explained countless times already about how I didn't write those love letters back then. Someone else made me deliver them."

Because Carissa came from a well-off family since she was young, she dressed up and dressed very stylishly when she entered junior high school, and she was indeed beautiful.

As a result, she became the school's beauty.

Carissa. Knowing that Lachlan and Carissa were from the same village, he forced Lachlan to help him deliver a love letter. But the annoying thing was that the guy didn't

the troublemakers in the fourth grade was also pursuing Carissa, so the troublemaker in Lachlan's class would never admit that he wrote

year but ever since then, Carissa would often humiliate him and call

biggest shame at that

so many years

her tongue easily as she sneered at him with disdain on her

surprise. Someone like you is destined to be

the bus and mocked him saying, "I bet this is what you do now right? I heard you got into college but after graduation became

I do has nothing to do

brow and spoke expressionlessly before forcefully shaking off Carissa's hand grabbing onto his clothes. He couldn't be bothered dealing with such women

"Ahh!"

out an alarmed cry as she fell onto

Carissa rubbed her

"Carissa, what's wrong?"

fell, a man in his thirties got out of a

chain and watch. He looked like a tough

Yates, also known as Buster, a notorious troublemaker in

looked after Carissa's family quarry business which led them

girlfriend?" Omar walked over full of hostility pointing at Lachlan

her." Lachlan

who knocked

supporting herself while leaning against Omar coquettishly speaking out

him! He used to give me love letters all the time and even snuck into the girls' bathroom to peek at me. I wanted to gouge his

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