My Arrogant Fiancée Is an All Round Genius

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.

that Oliva seemed to

in Melcester. At Oliva's birthday party, the number of attendees would only increase, never decrease However, she did not enjoy being

accepted the invitation out of politeness. She lifted

he smiled slightly and

had

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

black Bentley had just left when that familiar Phaeton pulled

down, and Alfredo's cute, adorable face immediately popped out, his eyes sparkling as

that besides Alfredo, there was another person

eyelashes slightly contracted. On his smooth wrist, he wore a beaded bracelet. A hint of asceticism shone through his deep and bloodthirsty demeanor. Apart from Calvin, who else could blend such contradictory qualities into one

Myrna's gaze faltered slightly.

Up Myma From

the princess carry from yesterday

restlessness

get in the car." Alfredo was

hesitate anymore, she opened the car