True Love Waits

Chapter 1472 Extra Story About Erma (Part One)

In the Huo family manor, a young girl in a pink and white dress was sitting on the sofa, chatting with her friends over the phone. On the table beside her, there was an open box of Band-Aids. In the trash can nearby, there were a few used Band-Aids. Debbie was with a cold these past two days, and Erica had just taken upstairs a bowl of ginger tea a servant had prepared for her.

When she came back downstairs holding the empty tray, she noticed that Erma was still sitting on the same spot she last saw her. Helplessly, she rolled her eyes and went to the kitchen to put down the tray. Next, she walked up to her daughter and said mockingly, "Remove the Band-Aid slowly, or you'll have to be sent to the hospital later!"

She had never seen a girl as touchy as Erma. She only had a small cut on her finger, and yet she had changed more than ten Band-Aids in just half an hour.

Upon hearing her mother's deliberate sarcasm, Erma pouted in dissatisfaction. "Oh, Mom, I need my hand intact for drawing, doing makeup, and getting people's hair done. If it doesn't get well soon, how can I even hold a pen to draw?"

Erica patted her on the shoulder rather forcefully and spat, "I don't see any blood on your finger. Why can't you hold a pen? Just get out of this couch and go upstairs to do the drawings! You've promised your father you would create a car's design for him. It has been two years, but I haven't seen anything done yet. Your dad must be a fool to still believe in you."

It was all the Huo family men's fault. They were the ones who spoiled Erma like this. Now the girl was even more touchy than Erica was in her youth.

"Mom, you hurt me!" she complained, rolling her eyes at Erica. Nevertheless, Erma did as her mom said and stood up from the couch, slowly making her way towards the stairs.

She wasn't in the mood to explain to a layperson like Erica that inspiration didn't come that easy. It was quite common for a professional to think about a certain design for eight or ten years before they got it on paper.

At this time, the front door was opened, and Boswell came in.

As soon as Erma saw her brother, she ran upstairs as fast as she could.

"Erma, I'm back!" Boswell called out to stop her.

But Erma quickly disappeared at the turn of the stairs.

Aware that his young sister had run to avoid talking about the blind date, Boswell had no choice but to tell Erica, "Mom, I've already spoke to Adkins. Erma and Stan can meet tomorrow."

Erica nodded happily. "That's great! I'll arrange a place for them to meet tomorrow."

and confided, "Mom, don't worry. Stan

your brother not to

arranged by the He family. Your enthusiasm will only infuriate Erma again.

I'm telling you I've secretly seen this Stan up close. He's not only as driven in his career as Adkins, but

31 years old. At now, he held a position in H Country that was only slightly below that of Adkins. Therefore, Erica did not

going to be easy to convince his sister to accept Stan He. "Don't worry, I'll deal with Erma!" Erica promised, giving herself a pat on the chest.

smiled. "Okay! Thank you,

Erica pulled her anyway towards the restaurant the He family had booked

was a large and politically influential family, who

show their sincerity, the entire He family, even their patriarch who was already an old man,

chatting with the He family members, including

first sight, anyone could tell that Stan He was the tall, handsome young man who behaved very nobly in

Stan in astonishment.

covered her mouth with her hands, but

did. Like Adkins, Stan was always busy. Even if he had come to Y City before, he wouldn't

over her mouth, Erma shook her head

contradicted her,

they had known each other before. At that moment, Stan's father gently asked his son, "Stan,

Stan still replied anyway, "Last time I saw her, she let the air out of my car's tires." But since he had something urgent to attend, simply took another car and didn't mind asking anyone to investigate

meet

him. She was the type of girl who liked to put on a good facade

smiled, but didn't say anything

out on his own

empty spot in an underground parking lot,

time, a woman got out of her car and yelled, accusing