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Chapter 151
Ruby wasn’t stupid. She realized she was being tricked and puffed out her cheeks, saying, “The boss is very good to us too!”
“Really?”
The corners of Annelise’s eyes lifted. What a shame. She thought she could get some useful information, but this Stroacian, despite being a chatterbox, was quick on the uptake.
Ruby nodded, very formally. “The boss has no flaws!”
“That’s not what you said earlier. You said I’d be the one to get hurt.”
Annelise’s voice was light.
Ruby’s scalp tingled. “I was just talking nonsense. I can see the boss is very serious about you. He definitely won’t let you down. Even if your family backgrounds are different, it doesn’t matter!”
“Oh?”
son
Annelise flicked the beads on the traditional abacus, smiling absently. “Too bad. Your boss and I are just acting. How could you tell he’s serious about me?”
Ruby jumped up again. “Acting?!
!”
“Keep your voice down.”
Annelise furrowed her brow and glanced into the courtyard. Seeing everything was normal, she tied up her long hair and looked up at the traditional apothecary cabinet. “Yes, acting. So don’t go telling people.”
Ruby didn’t get it. “Why are you acting?”
“For my grandmother’s sake.”
Annelise’s fingers were fair, and she moved quickly as she grabbed the herbal remedy, as if she didn’t even need to weigh it.
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Ruby was still lost in her own thoughts.
Even if this little Miracle Doctor’s skills were amazing enough to cure the boss.
The boss wouldn’t go so far as to pledge myself in marriage, would he?
What on earth could make the boss willingly play along with this little Miracle Doctor in
such an act?
Could it be because Mr. Winthrop has been putting on too much marriage pressure lately!
Ruby’s eyes
lit up. That must be it!
In the traditional courtyard residence, they couldn’t hear what was going on in here.
Madam Whitman knew how to treat a guest. Even though this young man clearly came from a wealthy family, she maintained a proper, calm demeanor. “Have some tea first.
“Alright.”
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Adrian’s etiquette was always impeccable, something ingrained in him. He didn’t let the old woman pour the tea. From the moment he sat down, he was performing a formal tea ceremony, his movements fluid. “The tea is still hot, Grandma. You can drink it slowly.”
Madam Whitman didn’t pick up the teacup. She just looked at him without blinking. “My granddaughter has always liked to keep things to herself. She was always alone, going to and from school. Don’t believe what her adoptive parents say. Annelise would never do something without principles for money.”
“I know her character.‘
Adrian’s eyes seemed to hold the light reflecting from the teacup. “Utterly pure and true. She’ll take what’s hers, but she won’t even glance at what isn’t.”
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