Chapter 85 Pick Up Myrna From School

Myrna stopped, hands in her pockets, squinting her eyes.

"Excuse me, were you Miss Myrna?!

The butler was probably around sixty years old, with his graying hair combed back. He was dressed in a well-tailored suit, standing upright, with a polite expression on his face, not looking like someone who was there to cause trouble. Myrna's eyes held a casual indifference: "It was me.

"It's Ms. Stark, good. I was worried I had recognized the wrong person." The butler smiled slightly, pulling out an invitation and handing it over. Myrna took it casually, frowning, "What is this?"

The butler smiled slightly, "Ms. Stark, here's the thing, our old lady is about to celebrate her seventieth birthday, and she will hold a birthday party in Melcester. She sincerely invites Ms. Stark to attend. The invitation includes the time and location of the birthday party. If you are available, please make sure to attend."

Myrna flipped open the invitation, and saw two characters written in a flamboyant style. Oliva Herring.

Oliva Herring?

After some thought, she finally remembered where she had heard this name before. It was on her first day after leaving the Stark family, when she was dining at the Watershed Restaurant. She had run into Luther, Stephanie, and two women dressed in traditional clothing who were also dining there. One of them seemed to know her biological grandfather and they seemed to have a good relationship, even having a conversation.

remembered that Oliva seemed

family had deep roots in Melcester. At Oliva's birthday party, the number of attendees

the invitation out of politeness. She lifted her eyes, a hint of defiance in their

butler was not discouraged, he smiled slightly and bowed to her. "Looking forward

had

time, and said to Myma, "Well. Ms. Stark, I'll take my leave

that familiar Phaeton pulled up

car window rolled down, and Alfredo's cute, adorable face immediately

that besides Alfredo, there

his eyelashes slightly contracted. On his smooth wrist, he wore a beaded bracelet. A hint of asceticism shone through his deep and bloodthirsty demeanor.

Myrna's gaze faltered slightly.

85 Pick Up

princess carry

restlessness in

was calling her

hesitate anymore, she opened the car

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