Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot
/ Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot Chapter 1562
Chapter 1562: 386: First Lady! _4 Chapter 1562: 386: First Lady! _4 Viola Thompson put the gifts away and headed to the living room, “Lentz, shall we go wander at the beach?”
River City lies along the coast.
A mere stroll would lead you to the beach.
“Of course.” Terrence Lentz nodded slightly.
Viola seemed to think of something, then said, “I'm going to change my shoes.”
Obviously, flip-flops were best suited for beach walks.
Especially the thong type.
After changing into flip-flops, Viola looked into the mirror; something seemed missing. She opened the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of shorts.
A pair of shorts certainly necessitates a sleeveless crop top!
A moment later, she looked at her reflection again – the beautiful young girl in the mirror finally seemed content with her ensamble.
What reflected back was a youthful girl, casually donning flip-flops, high-waisted shorts, paired with a white crop top, and hair cascading down. The overall look was youthful, pure, yet full of allure.
Soon, Viola came to the living room with a pair of men's flip-flops in hand, handing them to Lentz, “Put these on, Lentz.”
Terrence Lentz just stared at Viola, “I thought you only were changing into flip-flops?”
Why had she changed her entire outfit?
The nights in River City were already somewhat sultry, and now it was even more so.
“Don't I look good?” Viola retorted.
Terrence Lentz lips parted slightly, “You look wonderful.”
She indeed looked good, albeit a bit intimidatingly so.
Terrence felt an impulse to pull the curtain down to cover her long legs.
Regrettably,
He didn't have the courage to do that.
“As long as I look good,” Viola said, heading towards the patio, “Quickly change into the shoes so we can go.”
“Alright.” Lentz nodded slightly once again.
It was not long before Lentz changed his shoes, and the pair, hand in hand, walked towards the beach.
The night breeze was gentle, it made one's heart feel light and cheerful.
The two chatted as they walked.
The man looked at her dearly as she beamed with a radiant smile. The pair continued down the road; they didn't need to do anything else for this to be the most beautiful scene. One that couldn't be forgotten at first sight.
The villa district was near the beach.
A luxury car was parked by the road.
The backseat door opened, and a femme fatale with a refined body alighted, a gentle smile on her face while her left hand lightly rested on the waist of the man next to her, her tone just as gentle, “President Wishart, thank you for seeing me home.”
The man called President Wishart was about forty years old, yet due to good maintenance, seemed a bit younger. He bent down and planted a kiss on the beautiful woman's face, “Emma, I'll pick you up tomorrow night.”
Yes.
This woman wrapped up in luxury brands from head to toe was Elizabeth Thompson.
Ever since the Thompson Clan went bankrupt, she had been revolving around different men.
The once first lady of wit in River City had now become the city's foremost social butterfly.
Even Elizabeth herself couldn't have predicted that she would end up like this.
Elizabeth nodded and sweetly responded, “Alright, President Wishart, I'll wait for you at home.”
“Then I will take my leave now,” President Wishart added.
Elizabeth then replied: “Alright, you go ahead.”
President Wishart got into the car and started the engine to leave.
Elizabeth Thompson bent over to say goodbye to him, “President Wishart, drive safely.”
Watching the luxury car gradually disappearing into the night, Elizabeth sighed.
The Thompson Group currently had a debt of over 20 million.
She had no idea when her current situation would end.
With this in mind, Elizabeth took a deep breath.
Just then, her gaze was drawn to a sight.
At a distance,
A young couple in love was strolling on the beach.
Hand in hand, they looked incredibly blissful as the sweet aura they emitted filled the air.
That's…
Viola and that good-for-nothing.
Seeing the two of them, Elizabeth's hands clenched into fists, her eyes filled with hatred.
Viola of the past was but a stepping stone for her.
But what about now?
Now Viola is the illustrious Miss Thompson, not only did she gain admittance to Capital University, but she also created the S Laboratory and successfully completed the Sight Restorer Plan.
Her name will be forever engraved in history.
And what about her?
She became nothing more than muck in a pit!
She couldn't let it go.
Elizabeth really couldn't stand it.
Because all of Viola's current belongings and status should have been hers!
All hers!
Viola stole everything that was meant to be hers.
Just wait.
One day, she will reclaim everything that is rightfully hers from Viola.
Elizabeth squinted,
She believes, that day isn't far away.
Currently, her C plan is almost complete. She believes this plan will definitely cause a sensation in the financial world.
At that time, she will once again be the radiant Young Miss of the Thompson Family!
And who knows? Her plan may even catch the eye of Mr. Terrence!
Chapter end
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