Chapter 158: 105: The person at the tip of Mr. Terrence’s heart 3
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She had to let Mr. Lentz know that she was not like those ordinary superficial girls out there.
Hearing this, Olga nodded, smiling, “Emma, what you said makes a lot of sense. ”
Elizabeth Thompson was indeed the top talent in River City.
This breadth of vision and insight was absolutely incomparable to ordinary people.
Olga continued, “1 have to hurry and tell your dad this good news.” This time, Elizabeth didn’t stop her.
Such good news indeed should be reported to Reg Thompson.
On the other side.
Terrence Lentz drove to the farmer’s market.
The environment here wasn’t very good.
People were coming and going.
You could see uncles and aunts haggling everywhere.
There were also beggars with broken bowls in their hands.
Terrence frowned slightly. He had originally planned to go to the fresh supermarket but recalled that Viola liked the salted goose here, so he came over.
The salted goose shop was so popular that it required a line.
Terrence stood behind the crowd.
Tall and long-legged, with an excellent temperament, he stood out in the crowd like a crane among chickens, attracting countless glances.
Even many young girls, with blushing faces, came up to ask for his WhatsApp number.
But all were politely rejected.
Realizing that he already had a fiancée, they couldn’t help but sigh, “Indeed, all the good-looking men belong to others.”
After buying the salted goose, Terrence went to buy some other side dishes and passed by a milk tea shop to get two cups of milk tea.
Only two hours later did he arrive at Viola’s place, carrying everything in his hands.
Ding-dong.
He stood at the door and rang the doorbell.
As expected, Mantou opened the door.
Terrence went to the kitchen with familiarity, tied on an apron, and started washing vegetables and cooking.
Three dishes and one soup were enough for two people.
Since they had a salted goose, only two more dishes and a soup were needed. Viola’s cooking was poor. Usually, the most she made were plain porridge and instant noodles.
While he was cooking, Mantou sat quietly by his side.
Despite being a fat cat, it gave people the illusion of a dog.
Just then, the sound of the door opening filled the air.
Mantou swiftly rushed over, meowing nonstop.
Viola picked up the cat with one hand and put down her backpack with the other.
Terrence peeked out from the kitchen doorway, wearing an apron, “Viola, go wash your hands. We can eat right away.”
“Okay.” Viola nodded and turned to go to the bathroom to wash her hands.