Chapter 1548: 383: Hopping Clown_5 Chapter 1548: 383: Hopping Clown_5 Isla Astir very calmly replied, “You go first.”
Eva Webster chose her words carefully, lowering her voice, “Isla, I hope you won't laugh when I say this–I think I've fallen in love at first sight with Mr. Thompson. So… could you, perchance, act as a go-between, and facilitate a meeting between us?”
Isla Astir was dumbfounded. If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she would never have believed that Eva Webster would say such a thing.
How was this different from daydreaming?
Isla Astir looked at Eva Webster, “Second cousin, it's not that I don't want to help you, but first, my relationship with Mr. Thompson isn't such that I could introduce someone to him as a potential partner. Second, as you mentioned, we and Mr. Thompson run in different circles, so I think you might not have thought this through thoroughly.”
Isla Astir's words were frank and brutally honest.
She pointed out that Eva Webster was just building castles in the air.
Isla Astir was far from easy prey; she would not be easily manipulated. Besides, Eva Webster had never shown her any respect since the beginning.
Eva Webster's face turned pale, then green. She expected Isla Astir to go along with her plan, but hadn't anticipated that Isla could shut her down so completely!
What was Isla insinuating?
Was she implying that Eva didn't stand a chance with Brandon Thompson?
Even the head of the White family, Marcus White, was interested in her. How couldn't she win over Brandon?
Clearly, Isla was just jealous and making up excuses.
Eva Webster reminded herself not to get angry, because she still needed Isla to help with what was to come, so she maintained her smile, “Isla, I'm well aware of my limitations. But love can be so sudden and unpredictable. Could you please just help me out? Whether it works or not won't be on you, just tell him what I told you. We could add each other on WhatsApp to get to know one another.”
Elaborating on this, Eva Webster added, “Or could you just give me Mr. Thompson's WhatsApp? I can add him myself.”
A frown of bemusement crept onto Isla's face.
Did Eva even realize what she was saying?
Isla responded, “I don't have Mr. Thompson's personal WhatsApp.”
No?
How could Isla Astir not have Brandon Thompson's personal WhatsApp?
Excuses!
These were all excuses!
Eva Webster took a deep breath and tried to calm down. She continued, “Isla, there's no hidden agenda behind me confessing this. I just find it a bit hard to control my affection for him. Since you don't have Mr. Thompson's WhatsApp, just forget about it!”
At this, Eva Webster let out a sigh and continued, “The truth is, I do realize that I'm out of my league compared to Mr. Thompson. But isn't love supposed to know no boundaries? All I wanted was to give it a shot. Isla, don't overthink this; I hope my words won't trouble you.”
Isla Astir turned to look at Eva Webster and responded with a smile, “It's alright, cousin. I like to daydream in my free time, too.”
Eva Webster was taken aback, “…”
What does she mean?
Is Isla comparing herself to Eva?
She is a graduate of the prestigious “Project 985”! How dare Isla compare herself to Eva?
Shameless!
Isla Astir turned to her computer and began to work.
Eva Webster was left staring at Isla's back. A sinister look appeared in her eyes.
Just wait.
When the tide turns, she will pay back double the humiliation she's received.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
After wrapping up her work, Viola Thompson prepared to travel to River City.
She sent a text message to Terrence Lentz along with a screenshot of her flight ticket.
[Lentz, my flight is at noon.]
Terrence replied quickly, [Okay, I'll be there to pick you up.]
While replying, he was eating breakfast.
Seeing Terrence's subtle smile, Eleanor Armstrong asked with a grin, “Chatting with Viola, are you?”
“Hmm.” Terrence put down his phone, giving a slight nod, “She's arriving in River City on a noon flight.”
Upon hearing this, Eleanor Bright was also delighted, “So she'll be here by four in the afternoon?”
“Hmm.”
Eleanor Armstrong laughed, “Then I should hurry and have the kitchen prepare some dishes Viola likes. Oh, and we mustn't forget the Milk Tea.”
Before she even finished speaking, Eleanor Armstrong was already making her way to the kitchen.
Upon seeing this, Charlotte Young and Sophie exchanged a glance, each detecting a hint of confusion in the other's eyes.
Viola Thompson was coming to River City?
How could that be possible!
He was obviously being played!
And he fell for it so easily!
Chapter end
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