Don't Mess with the Rock Chicks by F BOY’s DOLL

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

been bottling up, Jolene trekked over to the parking

her seat, she didn’t move for a long time.

she

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

eyes landed on a slim fountain pen atop the table.

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last night and

of thought, she carefully placed it inside her bag.

be coming to

the night. Maybe it

going to bed, Jolene decided to

up. Are you

man she was referring to was Jolene’s

he was the incarnation of the devil.

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

word, she hung up the

before she drifted off into

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midnight, she awoke

light sleeper, she was up

her window and spotted a tall figure standing outside her

Was that… Bowen?

at the clock ticking away

doing here at this hour?

outfit, she hurried downstairs and yanked

had been drizzling outside, and Bowen’s clothes were

a late hour, his arms

lips enveloped hers.