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 boundaries.

she’d been bottling up, Jolene trekked over to the parking

seat, she

she

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

landed on a slim fountain pen atop the table.

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last night and forgot

thought, she carefully placed it inside her

he’ll be coming to

stayed the night. Maybe it

Jolene decided to call her

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

referring to

her eyes, she thought he was the incarnation

and her brother.

another word, she hung up the phone.

she drifted off into a

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midnight, she awoke to her doorbell being

light sleeper, she was up right

spotted a tall figure standing outside

Was that… Bowen?

away on her wall.

he doing here

on a more presentable outfit, she hurried downstairs and yanked

had been drizzling outside, and Bowen’s clothes were slightly damp.

at such a late hour, his arms came up to

enveloped