Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 69: 068: Allowing One’s Enemy to Escape in order to Capture Him Later

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Terrence Lentz is indeed very handsome.

And he just happened to fit perfectly with Viola Thompson’s aesthetic taste, so, having such a fiance, it didn’t seem like a loss at all.

My fiance is more handsome than him.

This sentence, inexplicably, stirred something within Terrence Lentz’s heart.

A strange feeling.

An agitation that couldn’t be described in words.

Terrence Lentz picked up his milk tea, gulped down the mellow beverage, its coolness soothing his restlessness.

Across the table, Adam was silently observing Viola Thompson.

Just like everyone else.

Viola Thompson’s response had taken him by surprise.

Viola Thompson was eighteen this year, currently enrolled at North Bridge High School, her future held infinite possibilities.

If it were anyone else, they certainly would never admit in public that they already have a fiance.

But Viola Thompson candidly put it out there.

The conversation at the neighboring table continued.

David Pillar was very curious, “Master, who’s your fiancé?” Upon hearing this, Adam pricked up his ears.

He wanted to know what Viola Thompson would say.

Would Viola Thompson say Terrence Lentz’s name?

Under normal circumstances, she probably wouldn’t.

After all, young girls care about their reputations.

Who would want a man with a bad reputation as a fiancé?

Just then, a soft voice rang out in the air. “Terrence Lentz.”

The voice wasn’t loud, yet firm and resolute.

It was so enchanting.

Each word resonated.

Adam was dumbstruck.

Before even forming a reply, Doleman next door continued asking: “The one from the Lentz Clan?”

“That’s him.”

Unable to believe what she just said, his eyes wide, Doleman asked, “Really him?”

“Is there a problem?” Viola Thompson glanced at him.

Doleman swallowed hard.

There was a problem.

A big problem!

In River City, who doesn’t know about Terrence Lentz, the third son of the Lentz Clan?

Terrence Lentz’s fame in River City is well-known, he’s virtually a negative

example for all parents.

Viola Thompson was not only good-looking but also capable, why would she choose someone like him to be her fiance?

“M/ell, not necessarily a problem,” Doleman scratched his head, “it’s just that Master, how did you fall for him?”

“Because he’s handsome.” Viola Thompson earnestly replied, “Moreover, haven’t you heard of an adage?”

“What adage?” Doleman asked.

Viola Thompson sipped her Milk Tea, “Aesthetic is justice.”

Doleman: .

David Pillar looked up at Viola Thompson, sounding hesitant. “Master, I’ve heard Terrence Lentz has a bad reputation in River City. And you’re still young; you have plenty more opportunities in the future. I think you need to reconsider this.’

To say he had a bad reputation was just to save face for Terrence Lentz.

In David Pillar’s eyes,

Viola Thompson and Terrence Lentz’s relationship was like sticking a fresh flower into a pile of dung.

After all, his Master was the most outstanding and beautiful teacher in the world.

What’s Terrence Lentz compared to her?

Viola Thompson asked with an indifferent tone, “Have you met Terrence

Lentz?”

“No.” David Pillar and Doleman shook their heads. Viola continued asking, “Do you know him?”

Both of them shook their heads again.

Viola continued, “If you haven’t met him and don’t know him, why do you deny him?”

“But everyone says so.” David Pillar retorted.

Viola gave a slight smile, “Just following the crowd.”

This simple phrase set off waves of ripples in someone’s heart.

Like throwing a huge stone into a calm lake.

Adam couldn’t help giving Terrence Lentz a thumbs up. “Little Sister-in-law got vision! ”

Terrence Lentz lifted the corner of his lips, not saying a word.

Across from Viola Thompson, David Pillar scratched his head, “That does make sense. Anyways, Master, I respect your choice. If one day that terd Terrence dares to bully you, just tell me, and I’ll make sure he pays dearly.”Although Terrence Lentz had a bad reputation, Viola Thompson liked

him!

“Okay.” Viola gave a slight nod.

Doleman still felt that Terrence Lentz was not worthy of Viola Thompson, but since Viola did not despise Terrence, he really didn’t have much to say.

After dinner.

Doleman went to pay the bill.

However, he was informed that a young woman had already paid it.

Doleman trotted back to his seat, “Great Master, did you pay the bill?” Viola nodded slightly, “l paid the bill when I went to get the Milk Tea.” “Great Master, how can I accept this? I should be the one treating you to dinner.’

“You can treat me next time,” Viola said, finishing the last of her Milk Tea, “I need to go to the restroom.”

Viola got up to go to the restroom.

The restroom was past the cashier, and there were several people standing near the cashier, blocking the way.

Viola moved sideways to get past them, “Excuse me, please make way.” That voice sounded familiar.

Trevor Sherman turned around and saw a face that could mesmerize a city.

It was her again.

The chances of bumping into her lately seemed to be increasing.

Obviously, this was no longer a coincidence.

But, how did she know he was going to this restaurant?

After all, only Mrs. Sherman knew about this.

Trevor Sherman furrowed his brows inconspicuously, quickly averting his gaze, pretending he hadn’t seen Viola.

He thought Viola would initiate a conversation, say something about the coincidence.

Unexpectedly, Viola behaved as if she hadn’t seen him either and walked straight past.

Clearly, this was a game of playing hard to get.

However, this trick was so cliché he’d lost count of how many times he’d seen it.

“Sir, your takeout is ready.” Then, a waiter’s voice sounded in his ear.

“Okay.” Trevor came back to his senses, “Thank you.”

Picking up his takeout, Trevor left the restaurant.

The Su Corporation was nearby.

After work, Trevor unexpectedly received a call from Mrs. Sherman who wanted to eat paper-wrapped fish from this restaurant. So, despite his fatigue, Trevor stopped by to get it. Shortly after, Viola exited the restroom. “Are you finished eating?”

“We’re finished.” The two men nodded.

Viola picked up her backpack from the floor, “Let’s go then.”

Only then did Cleveland notice something, “Mantou is gone.”

Viola laughed, “No worries, Mantou knows the way home. Let’s go first.”

Mantou often disappeared for several days at a time.

Viola was used to it.

“Okay.” Cleveland nodded, following behind Viola along with Doleman.

Once the three left, Adam Swantz emerged from the restaurant, pushing a wheelchair.

Gazing at the endless night, Adam sighed, “Sister-in-law is such a good person!”

There sat Terrence in the wheelchair, playing with a silver ring on his finger. His eyes were deep, and the moonlight adorned his body with a gleam.

The next morning.

Mary Perryne woke up at three in the morning.

In fact, she hadn’t slept all night.

Just after washing up, there was a knock at the door.

“Mom.”

Mary went to open the door, “Sylvia, why are you up so early?”

Sylvia replied with a smile, “l wanted you to see my sister early. Plus, you didn’t sleep all night, right?”

Mary was touched and held Sylvia’s hand.

Having breakfast, the two set off for the airport. At nine thirty in the morning.

The plane landed on time at River City’s airport.

Sylvia pulled her suitcase, “Mom, shall we rest in the hotel first?”

Mary shook her head and refused, “I’m not tired, let’s go see your sister first.”

She was eager to see her daughter.