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 settled into her seat, she didn’t move for a

she

soon as she got home, prepared herself a bowl of noodles. She should’ve been

on a slim fountain pen atop the table.

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it out last night and forgot to

thought, she carefully placed it inside her bag. She’ll return it tomorrow at work.

he’ll be coming

and stayed the night. Maybe it was his

bed, Jolene decided to

voice was low. “He’s still up. Are you doing okay? I’ll call you in the

was referring to was

thought he was the incarnation of the

and her brother. It was because of him that they’d been able to attend

word, she hung up the phone.

before she drifted off

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

light sleeper, she

peered out her window and spotted a tall figure standing outside her garden.

Was that… Bowen?

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

he doing here

more presentable outfit, she hurried downstairs and yanked open the door.

drizzling outside, and Bowen’s clothes

appearance at such a late hour, his arms came up to wrap her in