Don’t Mess With the Rock Chicks

Chapter 6

As they walked through the front entrance of the hotel, Jolene steadily held onto the smile on her face. She escorted Mrs. Evert to her car. Right before she could shut the door, the woman reached for her hand once more.

“Tomorrow night at seven o’clock. Go to the cafe on the first floor of Lofan Company. Don’t forget, Miss Marsh”

“Thank you, Mrs. Evert, I’ll definitely be there,” she answered obediently.

At last, the car drove off with Mrs. Evert. However, Jolene’s smile still stayed put. Bowen and Viona were still getting ready to leave.

It wasn’t until Bowen’s car left did she finally allow herself to relax. She felt her entire body slump forward.

Mrs. Evert’s message couldn’t have been clearer.

As she was worried that she’d be an obstacle to Bowen and Viona’s marriage, the woman was more than eager to get rid of her.

Although the blind date was a kind gesture, it also had an

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ulterior motive.

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The son of the Evert family’s gardener.

She was always going to be one place below them. It was her destiny.

She wasn’t angry, though. After all, it was normal to have different classes. It was simply a fact of history.

Knowing one’s place was for the best.

overstep your

a long sigh that she’d been bottling up, Jolene trekked over to the parking

into her seat, she didn’t move

she

all night. As soon as she got home, prepared herself a bowl of noodles. She should’ve been starving but instead

pen atop the table.

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last night and forgot to retrieve it before heading

inside her bag.

not like he’ll be

rules and stayed the night.

to bed, Jolene decided to call her mother.

“He’s still up. Are you

referring to was Jolene’s stepfather.

thought he was the incarnation

he’d been the one to raise her and her brother. It was

she hung

long before she drifted off

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she awoke to her

sleeper, she was up right away.

her window and spotted a tall figure standing outside

Was that… Bowen?

ticking away on

he doing here at this hour?

more presentable outfit, she hurried downstairs and

and Bowen’s

such a late hour, his arms came