Nicole sat down opposite Mr. Ellison. She did not pick up the cutlery but looked at him and asked,
“What can I do for you?”
She sounded very casual as if she were just talking to an ordinary person. If outsiders were to see
Nicole’s attitude toward Ellison, they would have
been shocked with their mouths agape.
Most people in San Joto knew Mr. Ellison’s
influence in politics and academia, in which he was almost a figurehead personality. Everyone
respected him.
But Ellison did not show displeasure despite Nicole’s attitude. He smiled and said, “I just want to invite
you for a meal. Harvey will be a bit late, as he
was still outside.”
Mr. Ellison, whose full name was Thomas Ellison, was not such a nonsense person. Nicole frowned and
was a bit impatient. “Tell me what it is about, or I will leave.”
Mr. Ellison heard she was leaving and hurriedly said, “I saw the video of Harvey and you on the Internet.
I can tell that he is fond of you, and he has
asked you to be his girlfriend. Is that true?”
Nicole had already guessed what Mr. Ellison was going to say when she saw the three sets of tableware
on the table. After her suspicion was confirmed, she was calm. Looking at a table full of her favorite food,
she knew Mr. Ellison had always been treating her well.
She looked down as if thinking about something before saying slowly, “It is true, but Harvey didn’t
say that because he liked me, did he?”
Not because Harvey liked her, but because Mr. Ellison wanted him to like her. When Nicole looked up
again, her upturned eyes appeared clear and stern, and she exuded an extremely assertive
persona.
“You know what kind of person I am. I don’t want
this kind of transactional relationship.”
Mr. Ellison looked at Nicole in front of him and
sighed softly. Not that he did not know Nicole. But his selfish desire wanted him to set up his most good-
looking grandson and Nicole romantically. Harvey was his grandson. He could tell what Harvey was
thinking. If Harvey was not into Nicole, no amount of coercion could make Harvey say such
a thing.
Mr. Ellison had only briefly explained on behalf of Harvey, only to get Nicole’s somewhat puzzled look.
“So what?”
What could he do even though he did like her a bit?
Something had gone wrong with the initial
approach, and she was not his only choice.
“I don’t like Harvey.”
Mr. Ellison looked into her lustrous eyes and
suddenly lost his words.
The person’s hand froze in mid-air just as he was about to knock on the door outside as if he was
afraid that he would not be able to hear it clearly if he made a sound. He looked at the wrinkled corner of
his clothes, lowered his hand, and tried to smoothen the wrinkled fabric. He did it with so much force that
it seemed he was about to tear it.
Meanwhile, Nicole continued, “Harvey probably doesn’t have any feelings for me either, so don’t waste
your time.” She then stood up and said, “I don’t think I can have dinner with you this time. I still need to
see someone and have to take care of a
few things.”
Nicole said goodbye to Mr. Ellison and walked toward the door. The moment she pulled open the door,
Harvey panickily took his hand off the corner of his shirt. He did not look up, and his eyelashes trembled.
Nicole was not surprised to see him, and she just went straight outside. Only then did Harvey look up at
her as she left. She was walking with her back straight as if it were a sword that would never bend.
Harvey suddenly reached out to grab her, but Nicole had learned her lesson and dodged in a flash as if
her back had grown a pair of
eyes. She looked back at Harvey with displeasure
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