"Do you have someone you like?" said Eva, glimpsing at Maggie.
Hearing that, Maggie lowered her eyes. She kept silent for a while and nodded.
"Let me guess." Eva's round eyes turned, and there was a cunning smile at the corner of her mouth. "It
should be Lucas, right?"
"What Don't talk nonsense. " Maggie blushed in embarrassment. She bowed her head so low that her
chin was almost reaching her chest.
She didn't mean to do this. In fact, Eva knew very well that she had feelings for Lucas. Lucas was a hot
potato for Eva. It would be great if she could take advantage of Maggie to invite him away.
"Okay, Maggie, it's not the right time to be shy. Take the initiative if you like him. Lucas is so popular. If
you don't be active, he will fall into someone else's hands."
Eva said. As a matter of fact, Maggie knew it clearly. However, no matter how she performed in the
past three years, she couldn't attract the attention of Lucas. "I can't just tell him that I love him? Lucas
doesn't like those active women. " She was extremely depressed. She began to destroy the roses in
her hands. She first tore down the petals one by one, and then tore them into pieces. Not long after, a
small flower tomb appeared in front of her.
Eva took a piece of indestructible petal and gently rubbed it with her fingertips, and said, "I don't want
you to throw yourself at him. You have to be polite." Her voice was as soft as the wind.
Hearing that, Maggie was stunned for a while. She came here to sound out Eva, fearing that Eva would
like Lucas. She didn't expect that Eva could even give her advice as a military adviser. It seemed that
she was too sensitive.
"What skill?" She asked hurriedly, completely letting go of her misgivings.
"Do you know what's your greatest advantage over other women?" Eva slowly asked, deliberately
keeping her in suspense.
Maggie shook her head. She didn't think she had any advantages. The women around Lucas were rich
and powerful. They all had angle face and devil figure. They were extremely outstanding. In
comparison, she was just like a grass.
As soon as Eva's fingertips loosened, the petals in her hands were taken away by a breeze, floating in
the air, finally floating into the pool. She stared at the petals and said, "no matter how excellent those
women are, they grow on other branches, but you are different. The woman Lucas love most is the
same rose as you. You are the person who looks like her most."
There was no surprise in Maggie's eyes, only a hint of sadness. That was what she had thought. She
was the only sister that was related. She was her sister. Maybe one day, the saying goes, "love me,
love my dog." Lucas would naturally shifted his love to her. She didn't care to be the sister's substitute,
as long as she could have him. However, three years had passed. Although he had taken good care of
her, he treated her like a sister and didn't transfer the feelings she desired to possess at all.
"I can't replace you." She said in a sad voice.
"No, no, no!" "You didn't do well in the first place. You need to be the second Sophia, not her sister."
said Eva, shaking her fingers.
"What do you mean?" Maggie was shocked.
"From now on, you must change yourself thoroughly from head to toe. Change your hair, makeup and
taste in clothes. Let Lucas think of your sister naturally the moment he saw you. For a long time, he will
regard you as his sister, and can't live without you." Eva's curly eyelashes flickered mysteriously.
Obviously, Lucas wanted to find a substitute for Sophia. Since Maggie was a member of the family, she
was much closer than an outsider, no matter in appearance or personality.
Maggie's eyes lit up suddenly. She felt like she was enlightened all of a sudden. How could she not
think of it before? No wonder Lucas didn't feel anything about her at all. It was she that didn't have time
to put on practicing!
As a result, as soon as she came out of the garden, Maggie immediately had her hair done and cut her
beautiful long hair short. And the girl who was standing in front of her was now the same as Sophia.
Eva had helped jean with the rest things.
In the evening, Lucas was reading an email from the company when his phone rang.
It was Eva! She told him that she would wait for him in the garden.
"This guy offered to date? Is she kidding me?"
His lips curled into a smile and he strode out of the room.
Outside the villa, the night was as dark as a cup of freshly brewed black tea, strong and astringent.
There was no star or moon in the sky and the thick clouds seemed to be a storm was about to come.
In the garden, it was quiet. The light was faint in the dark air. It was like a ray of hope, lighting up the
fragrant flower forest.
The night breeze came from the mountaintop in the distance, making the petals fall, like the rain as
snow, floating freely on the green ground.
Looking through the light, Lucas saw a clear figure standing quietly under a flower tree.
The light was dim on the leaves, in the complicated flower room and on her light classical dress.
The wind was strong and her dress was waving.
He recognized the dress. It was a lavender color Sophia bought in a small shop in Provence on their
last vacation. Before leaving, she intentionally left it in the manor. She said that this dress belonged to
Provence and would be worn next time he came.
"Sophia! Sophia." From his dark eyes, there was a sudden burst of violent light like an ultra-planet
explosion. He rushed over like a flash, and hugged her from behind.
"You're back, Sophia, finally you're back!" His voice was mingled with wild joy and tears. "No matter
which world you come from, I won't allow you to leave me again." Even if it was just a ghost from the
strange space, he had to cherish it and protect it in his hand.
The woman didn't move. She was already intoxicated with Lucas's embrace.
He buried his head into her hair and enjoyed the pleasant smell that made him dream like.
All of a sudden, he felt a violent twitch through his body and abruptly released her like a needle.
"You are not Sophia! Who are you? " He snapped, grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her over
furiously.
"Lucas, it's me." Maggie shivered and replied. When she saw the fire in his eyes, she became
frightened.
"Why are you here?" Lucas furrowed his eyebrows. He was overwhelmed with unspeakable sense of
loss, like a fallen from heaven to hell.
"Lucas, I..." Seeing that, Maggie bit her lips. She was too sad to say a word.
Lucas waved his hand. The great disappointment made him weak and weak. "Don't do this again."
She felt as bad as him. Fearing that he would blame her in his heart, she turned to blame him. "Brother
in law, it was Eva who gave me the idea. I wanted to make you happy, so I lost my mind."
"Eva!" A cold light flashed in his eyes. That was why she sent him a message to the garden.
In the room, Eva sneezed. She was imagining the romantic scene of Maggie and Lucas in her mind.
But for some reason, she was not that happy as she thought. On the contrary, it was hard to explain
why she felt sad. She didn't intend to find out the reason. She only felt that it was because she had just
drunk lemon tea.
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