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"Actually, it's fine.” Cindy's phone suddenly lit up. She took a look at it. Someone sent a message to their roommates’ chat group.
Before she checked the message, she could guess what it was about.
She subconsciously snapped her phone over and suggested to Harley, “It’s early. Shall we go to have sevening snack?" "Sure." Harley watched her for a moment. Then he just drove away from the James family villa.
When Harley dropped Cindy back at the James family's villa, it was already 11 p.m.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCindy unbuckled her seat belt and opened the car door. Suddenly, she had an inspiration, and she turned around when Harley wasn't looking and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'm not upset.
Actually, I'm happy because everyone now knows you're my boyfriend." Immediately after that, she got out of the car with a blushed face and ran straight into the villa.
When Harley regained his senses, Cindy was already inside the villa and waving good night to him.
Harley lifted his hand and touched his cheek where Cindy had just kissed him. After quite a while, he started the car again and drove away.
The James house used not to have curfew, but since Cindy started dating Harley, Stephen required her to be hby eleven o'clock every night.
This evening, however, Cindy cback hlate again.
Cindy knew Stephen had dinner with business partners and that he might have been drunk, so she planned to sneak quietly upstairs, so Stephen who was lying on the couch wouldn't notice her.
But before she could get upstairs, Stephen opened his eyes and called out to her." What tis it?" "It's eleven-twenty.” "Where have you been, coming hso late?” Cindy timidly turned to Stephen and replied, "We went to have supper." Stephen frowned, "Is that Margaret the girl in college who used to say you were someone's mistress?" That day after Stephen left the private room, he felt that the n"Margaret" was somewhat familiar. Then he remembered that during Cindy's college years, because the family sent a bunch of different cars to pick her up, rumors had that Cindy was kept by srich man.
Stephen was so furious when he heard about it that his face turned purple with rage. Immediately, he had his secretary look into the matter.
The student's tactics were simple, so the secretary soon figured out the whole matter.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStephen then went to the school himself and asked the principal to expel Margaret. But Cindy and her teacher interceded with Stephen on Margaret's behalf. The teacher said that Cindy was still in college and that it would not be good for Cindy as well if things went abroad.
Cindy didn't think that much about it. She thought that although what Margaret had done was outrageous, expelling her was a bit too much. And she didn’t want the others to know about her family's background, to avoid too much socialization.
At last, after a consultation, Cindy's teacher was sent to talk to Margaret.
Stephen didn't know how the teacher communicated with Margaret. But after that, the rumors about Cindy being kept by a man disappeared.
Three years had passed. Now Stephen recalled the incident, and he was still angry.
Cindy had thought Stephen was going to lecture her. She was surprised when Stephen mentioned that matter.
For a moment, she was confused, "Yes, that's her. What's wrong?" "She's way out of boundary. For the rumors she started three years ago, | let her go because you said she was a student. But now you've both graduated, and she's an adult. She should take responsibility for her doings!" "You don't have to worry about that. I'll take care of it. A client gavea handbag today. It's on the table. You can have it. It’s late. Go to bed." Stephen rubbed his temples and said nothing more. But in the back of his mind, he was contemplating how to teach Margaret a lesson.