Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 951 - : 273: She is the high and mighty young Miss Thompson family! _6

Chapter 951: 273: She is the high and mighty young Miss Thompson family! _6

And there were not any particularly special instructions.

Manager Swantz didn’t ask more, and continued, “Work hard, I’m leaving first.”

“Hmm.” Rachel Barton nodded.

The entire day, Rachel Barton’s mood was excellent.

She felt that she held some place in Mr. White’s heart, however little it might be.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t ask a colleague to deliver something to her.

Thinking about this, Rachel’s face flushed with heat.

Even when leaving work at night, Rachel Barton was all smiles.

She was walking on the road.

“Uncle! Uncle! Wait for me!”

The air was suddenly filled with Flora Tiarks’ voice.

Rachel Barton thought she was hallucinating.

But, when she turned her head, she saw a familiar figure walking under the streetlights.

Nothing like the arrogance shown during the day.

At this time, he was just refined.

Flora Tiarks was chasing after him.

Rachel Barton initially wanted to wave and say hello, but she reconsidered.

She wanted to see if Flora Tiarks could notice her right away.

After all, every time Flora Tiarks was able to spot Viola Thompson immediately.

But she didn’t.

Seeing the three of them get closer, Flora Tiarks didn’t recognize her.

Rachel had no choice but to wave her hand and greet with a smile, “Flora!”

Only then did Flora notice Rachel Barton, somewhat surprisingly, as she trotted over, “Rachel!”

Having said that, she looked Rachel up and down and curiously asked, “When did you change your style! I didn’t even realize it was you just now!”

Rachel wore a white ankle-length woolen coat.

Black boots.

The outfit was actually quite normal, but it had a strange aura about it when she wore it.

A moment.

Flora finally realized.

It was not fitting.

The outfit made Rachel look shorter and plumper.

The overall look knocked more than five points off her attractiveness.

“I bought new clothes a few days ago and decided to try a different style,” Rachel then looked back at Mr. White standing behind Flora Tiarks, “Uncle.”

Mr. White nodded slightly, considered a response.

Flora Tiarks looked at Rachel and continued, “Rachel, your coat is really long.”

Rachel looked down at herself, “Is it?”

She thought it looked pretty good.

“A bit.” Flora Tiarks knew Rachel Barton through Viola Thompson, so their relationship was not dead solid, so she hesitated to say it plainly and added, “I think you and I are better suited for more figure-flattering outfits.”

Both of them were around five feet two.

If they wore clothes that were too long, they would appear shorter and would create visual oppression.

Upon hearing this, Rachel Barton frowned slightly.

What did Flora mean by that?

Did she think Rachel looked terrible in this outfit?

Or did Flora think Rachel shouldn’t wear the same style as Viola Thompson?

Even if Viola wore the same piece of clothing, she wasn’t allowed to wear it?

Did she not even have the freedom to wear a piece of clothing?

Ha.

It’s ridiculous.

Rachel hid her true feelings, after all, Mr. White was still here!

No matter what, she could not leave a bad impression on Mr. White.

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Rachel raised her head with a laugh, “I didn’t overthink it when I was buying it. Now that it’s bought, it’d be a waste not to wear it.”

“That makes sense.”

Rachel went on to ask, “By the way, Flora, where are you and uncle going?”

“There’s something we need to handle.” Flora said, looking towards Rachel. “Rachel, I can’t talk to you now. Uncle and I have to deal with this first. We’ll meet up next time.”

Next time?

Hearing this, Rachel was very upset.

Just because Viola Thompson wasn’t there, Flora was unwilling to give her a chance to be alone with Mr. White.

If Viola Thompson were here, Flora would definitely force Viola Thompson to join them for a late-night snack.

But what about now?

Why?

Exactly why?

She grew up with Viola Thompson, and everything Viola Thompson had, she had as well.

The only difference was their background.

Viola Thompson was the high and mighty Young Miss Thompson Family, endlessly radiant and loved by many.

As for her…

She was just an unloved orphan.

Even worse than an unloved orphan.

Rachel Barton tried hard to steady her emotions, with a gentle smile, another question, “What’s the rush?”

“Family matters.” Flora answered.

Hearing this, Rachel’s eyes were filled with sarcasm.

Flora’s meaning was already very clear.

Family matters.

No comment.

If Viola Thompson were standing in front of Flora now, would she still say this?

She definitely wouldn’t.

Flora was always incredibly candid with Viola Thompson.

Rachel nodded, “Alright, you and Uncle should go back. I should go as well!”

“Mm.” Flora cautioned, “Be careful on the road.”

Flora didn’t even mention letting Mr. White escort her back to school.

At this moment, Rachel Barton really wanted to ask Flora,

“Why can’t you be a little bit fair to me, even though we’re friends?”

Even if it was just a little bit.

Flora treated Viola Thompson so well.

But she was so indifferent to her.

Has Flora ever thought about her feelings?

“Mm, I will.” Even if her heart was like a raging storm, on the surface, she continued to look calm. At this moment, she seemed to think of something, turned back to Mr. White, and said, “Uncle, thanks for today.”

Mr. White didn’t say much, he just politely smiled at her.

Though it was just a smile, Rachel felt extremely happy.

After all, Mr. White did not often smile so warmly at other girls.

Rachel Barton turned and left.

Looking at Rachel’s retreating figure, Flora Tiarks frowned slightly, “Uncle, don’t you think Rachel Barton was acting a bit strange today?”

It was intangible where exactly the strangeness lay.

Just that Rachel today was filled with gloom.

Mr. White slightly furrowed his eyebrows, not saying a word.

Mr. White then asked after a while, “How did you get to know her?”

Flora Tiarks answered, “Because she’s best friends with Vio.”

If it weren’t for Viola Thompson, Flora Tiarks wouldn’t know Rachel either.

On the other side.

Thompson Clan.

Mrs. Thompson was video chatting with Viola, “Viola, have you eaten?”

“Grandma, I’ve already eaten.”

Mrs. Thompson reclined in her rocking chair, “Viola, when you come back next time, we must take the family portrait.”

Taking the family portrait has been a wish of Mrs. Thompson for a long time.

But it’s a pity.

The whole family was never together at the same time.

If one person was not back, the other one had something else going on.

So, up to now, the Thompson Clan still didn’t have a complete family portrait.

“Your second uncle and youngest uncle are both coming to the Capital City to celebrate the New Year.” Mrs. Thompson continued, “It will be lively then.”

It has been many years since the Thompson Clan had such a scene.

“Fine.” Viola Thompson smiled brightly.

“Viola, I’ve even chosen the clothes. When the time comes, shall we wear grandmother-granddaughter attire?”

The grandmother and granddaughter chatted very happily.

In the meantime.

The Perryne family.

Scarlett Koerner took a screenshot of a photo from Facebook, saved it on her phone, and then sent it to a friend on WhatsApp, “Does this dog look familiar to you?”

“I remember you used to raise a Corso too, right?”