Chapter 1566: 387: Seeking a Path to Death! _3 Chapter 1566: 387: Seeking a Path to Death! _3 But now, Seaton thought differently.
If that's the case…
She had to show Karina.
Karina sighed, “Seaton, you need to stop dreaming, alright?”
Seaton huffed coldly.
So far, and Karina still thought she was joking?
Ever since Karina backed down to Viola Thompson, Seaton's opinion about her older sister had been more than unfavorable.
Now Karina's made such a comment!
How was Seaton supposed to tolerate that?
“Sister, could you please not impose your thoughts on others?” Seaton looked at Karina, her eyes full of sarcasm, “If it was you, nothing like this would ever happen! Because Miyamoto Hoya would never be attracted to an average-looking woman!”
Although the words 'average-looking' sounded simple, for Karina, they were more uncomfortable than being pricked by a needle.
After all, the one saying these words was her own younger sister.
Karina took a deep breath, trying hard to keep her cool.
At this point, Seaton continued, “I'm going on a date with Miyamoto.”
With those words, Seaton turned and left.
Karina watched Seaton's retreating figure, wanted to say something, but in the end, didn't utter a word.
Because she knew, anything she said now would only add fuel to the fire.
She hoped that Seaton would come to her senses soon!
Seaton got into the car, her body seething.
Soon, she arrived at the location for her date with Miyamoto Hoya.
The Yudao Teahouse.
After having tea, the two planned to watch a movie.
By the time Seaton arrived, Miyamoto was already there.
Dressed in a Jaban Country kimono, sitting cross-legged at a tea table. Seeing Seaton, he stood right away, “Miss Seaton, please.”
Miyamoto's face was quite different from the indifference he displayed the other night, instead, he wore a pleasing smile.
Seeing Miyamoto like this, Seaton was very satisfied.
She knew it. That night, Miyamoto had definitely been playing hard to get. If not, he would never have snubbed her for no reason.
With this thought, Seaton's lips curved into a smirk.
Why would a man act aloof around a woman without cause?
Unless he was head over heels in love with the woman.
Clearly, Miyamoto's love for her had become uncontrollable.
Seaton suppressed her smirk, bowed her head and sat across from Miyamoto, “It's been a while, Miyamoto. What made you have time to invite me for tea and a movie today?”
Ever since the night they met, Miyamoto had not attempted to contact her for a whole week.
Miyamoto personally poured a cup of tea for Seaton, and then he said, “I've been preoccupied with trivial matters lately and have neglected Miss Seaton. That's my fault. Please accept this cup of tea as my apology!”
Seaton smiled faintly, “How could I hold it against you, Miyamoto.”
Having said that, Seaton lifted the teacup, but she didn't drink immediately, instead she continued, “I wonder how that matter is going?”
“Forgive me for my dullness, I'm not sure which matter Miss Seaton is referring to.” Miyamoto asked in return.
Seaton frowned slightly.
He'd forgotten?
Miyamoto had actually forgotten!
But soon, Seaton was no longer angry, because she believed Miyamoto was doing it on purpose. He purposely told her he had forgotten, making her think he no longer cared about her!
That was also a part of playing hard to get.
Seaton continued, “The conflict between my sister and Viola Thompson.”
Back then, Miyamoto had promised Seaton that he would take care of Viola Thompson, and help them settle their grudge.
Viola Thompson?
Upon hearing this name, Miyamoto's eyes flickered with a faint light.
As he looked at Seaton again, his eyes clearly held a bit of chill.
Miyamoto remained unfazed and continued, “What would Miss Seaton like me to do?”
At this point, Miyamoto addied, “As long as it's a command from Miss Seaton, I am willing to go through fire and water without any hesitation!”
At his words, Seaton's eyes were filled with triumph.
She was so pleased that she even overlooked the chill and murderous intent in Miyamoto's eyes.
At this moment, Seaton believed that she had completely grasped Miyamoto, so naturally, she wouldn't beat around the bush. She continued, “I want you to humiliate Viola Thompson harshly! Step on her and make her beg for mercy on her knees!”
Miyamoto raised a cup of tea.
His knuckles turning slightly white from the force, and after a moment, Miyamoto said softly, “Alright.”
Chapter end
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