Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
So much so that he missed her every second.
Normally, Mirabella would ignore him, but now she saw his serious eyes and simply replied, “I know.”
Romeo watched her leave and quietly followed her.
Mirabella took a step, and Romeo followed. They maintained a short distance until Mirabella disappeared into the company. Only then did Romeo stop, take out his phone, and call her.
In his own way, he quietly protected and accompanied her.
Serena in the car was beside herself with rage. She could hardly believe the usually cold Romeo would act so affectionately towards a girl.
Turned out, the man always on top wasn’t incapable of love or affection; he just hadn’t met the right person!
Ever since meeting Mirabella, his eyes were filled with love and tenderness, something Serena had never seen before!
Why?!
Why did that rude girl receive Romeo’s favor?.
Why was she the one receiving Romeo’s unique love and affection?
Jealous–to–the point of madness, Serena’s nails dug into her palms. She couldn’t just sit by and do nothing!
Whether it was wealth, appearance, knowledge, or ability, Romeo was top–notch!
He was incomparable to anyone in the world!
She wanted to receive that unique love and indulgence!
She wanted to replace Mirabella and become the woman in Romeo’s heart!
Seeing Romeo outside the car, looking at the company, and making a phone call, Serena knew he was talking to Mirabella.
They had just separated, yet they were like an inseparable couple. Serena felt like her heart was bleeding.
She tried to suppress her immense jealousy and sadness. “Driver, let’s go home.”
“Really.” Erik was very surprised. He didn’t expect Mr. McMillan and Ms. Bella’s relationship to progress so fast.
It seemed there was no opportunity for Miss Serena to interfere.
He hadn’t started the car’s engine yet when he suddenly noticed Phillip’s car coming. He was taken aback. “Miss Serena, isn’t that Phillip’s car?”
Serena looked up, and it was indeed true!
Was Phillip also here to see Mirabella?
As she was thinking this, the car had already stopped. The first to get out was Brodie, who was surprised to see Romeo at the company’s entrance.
“Young Master, what are you doing here?”
Romeo wasn’t surprised by his arrival. “My grandpa sent you, didn’t he?”
“Yeah, Grandpa flew in a top–notch pastry chef from France to prepare an afternoon tea for Miss.”
As Brodie said this, he hastily removed the items from the car, then added apologetically, “But there’s none for you.”
“No worries.”
Romeo looked toward the company. As long as Mirabella was happy, he’d be happy.
“Master, are you also here to deliver afternoon tea to Miss?”
“Yes.”
“Did I arrive too late?”
Brodie seemed a bit annoyed. He knew the afternoon tea was personally prepared by the pastry chef using the finest ingredients. Grandpa put a lot of thought into it.
If Ms. Bella ate Romeo’s first and then was full, not having the appetite to eat the pastries Phillip sent, Phillip would be heartbroken.
Just then, Brodie spotted a familiar figure coming out of the company. He quickly approached her and respectfully handed over the items, saying, “Miss, this is what Phillip asked me to bring you.”
Mirabella reached out to take it, giving a small smile and saying, “Please convey my thanks to Grandpa.”
“Phillip hopes you can visit him more when you have spare time; don’t overwork and take rest.”
“Okay.”
“He also said that you’re about to go to college. If you have a preferred school, whether it’s domestic or abroad, you can tell him.” “Okay.”
“Also, if you encounter difficulties at work, you can ask Phillip for help. If something’s bothering you in life, you can tell him.” Romeo, on the side, gave a small smile.
He remembered running the group for three years; Grandpa never sent him afternoon tea, not even a word of concern.
Now he’s being all nice to his granddaughter–in–law.
“Please convey my thanks to Grandpa.“.
Mirabella stood tall, a mix of cold and cute demeanor that was admirable.
“I will convey your words. I won’t disturb your work anymore.“.
Having said that, Brodie glanced at Romeo next to him, then said respectfully, “Master, I will take my leave.”
“Alright.” Romeo knew he was leaving first to give them some private space.
He was a very–considerate man.
“Why are you still here?” Mirabella looked at Romeo, somewhat surprised.
Romeo reached out to gently touch her face, revealing a doting smile. “It’s fate; the universe wanted us to meet again.”
Mirabella was speechless.
“You eat my afternoon tea first. Don’t force yourself to eat Grandpa’s. Go back.”
“Alright.”
After Mirabella left, Romeo stood there for a while, reluctant to leave.
Serena in the car didn’t expect Romeo’s grandfather to have Brodie deliver afternoon tea to Mirabella!
She was so furious, she was practically fuming, almost green with jealousy!
The logo on that lunchbox was the exclusive mark of August, a top–notch French pastry chef!
Only his personally crafted pastries were worthy of such a lunchbox.
Though not plenty, his fame made a single gig worth hundreds of thousands.
Phillip actually asked August to prepare afternoon tea for an unruly girl?
Phillip was way too into her, wasn’t he?
Seeing Serena’s face contort with anger, Erik couldn’t help but say, “Miss Serena, don’t sweat the small stuff. All love stories start out like this. Gradually, the affection will wane, and there will be more friction between the two.”
Serena clenched her fists. She couldn’t just sit back and do nothing. Now Romeo wasn’t interested in her, and Phillip kept his distance.
Mirabella returned to her office, looking at the dozens of afternoon tea bags on the coffee table with a headache.
Even if she were to eat them for dinner, she wouldn’t be able to finish them all.
Dean walked in to report on his work, drooling at the sight of all the food.
“Ms. Bennett, you’re really living large, huh? You actually bought all these afternoon teas. Can you even finish them?”
“Just grab whatever you want.” Mirabella wasn’t fond of afternoon tea, so she’d rather share than waste it.
“Ms. Bennett, do you really mean I can take whatever I want? These are handmade afternoon teas by August and Benson.” Dean was almost dropping his jaw. Mirabella raised her eyebrow, as if asking, Who were August and Benson?
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