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.

your boundaries.

long sigh that she’d been bottling up, Jolene trekked

she didn’t move

she

she got home, prepared herself a bowl of noodles. She should’ve been starving but instead found

a slim fountain pen atop the

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out last night and forgot to retrieve it before heading out.

carefully placed it inside her bag. She’ll

like he’ll be

his own rules and stayed the

to bed, Jolene decided to

voice was low. “He’s still up. Are you doing okay?

she was referring to

was the incarnation of

couldn’t deny that he’d been the one to raise her and her

word, she hung up the

she drifted off

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little after midnight, she awoke to her doorbell being rung.

she was up right away.

peered out her window and spotted a tall

Was that… Bowen?

at the clock ticking away on her wall. 1:30

is he doing here at this hour?

more presentable outfit, she hurried downstairs

drizzling outside, and

at such a late hour,