Drowing In Mr. Scott's Love

Chapter 33 A Woman Without A Standpoint

As soon as Edward Kent left, Sophia White immediately began to gossip again. She leaned over and

asked, "Abby Miller, tell me honestly, when did you hook up with Kent?"

"Hook up?"

Abby Miller rolled her eyes at Sophia White's words.

"Yes, when? If I remember correctly, you didn't even know him before the school anniversary, right?

Now it has developed to the point that he asked you out? My God, Abby Miller, have you been lucky

recently?"

Sophia White's face was full of disbelief. She looked as if she wanted to touch Abby Miller's body with

joy.

"How can it be as exaggerated as you said?"

Abby Miller couldn't help but laugh. She had no choice but to repeat the process of meeting Edward

Kent at the banquet that day.

"So, in fact, he also paid attention to you a long time ago?"

Sophia White was also surprised.

"That being said, I haven't agreed yet. Why did you decide for me so quickly?"

Abby Miller glared at Sophia White with some blame.

Now that she had agreed to Edward Kent's request, it did not seem appropriate for her to suddenly

make an appointment.

Now that she was about to start thinking about how to tell Richard Scott...

"All right, stop pretending. That's Edward Kent, whom you're secretly in love with! If you hesitate like

this, he'll run away soon. I'm thinking about your happiness. You should thank me."

Sophia White looked righteous.

Abby Miller's face was full of tears and laughter. "I don't know who incited me to hook up with Richard

Scott just now. In a flash, he pushed me to another man. Sophia White, can you have some

standpoint?"

"Uh, this..."

Sophia White choked and said with a serious expression, "You're right. Not everyone can take Richard

Scott's identity. You're still too young, so I'll help you find someone easier to get."

"..."

Abby Miller immediately felt helpless.

She was really drunk when she saw such a useless friend!

Although they had made an appointment to go to the library together on the weekend, Abby Miller

forgot about it by accident.

This could not be blamed on her. In order to serve Richard Scott well, she had been living a hard life

every day.

What was even worse was that in order to become a qualified "fiancée" and a maid, the series of rules

that the housekeeper had ordered for her were also on the agenda.

What social etiquette class, famous wine appreciation class, and better attainment... Wait, all kinds of

training are coming.

What was even more tragic was that even his walking posture was forcefully adjusted.

Abby Miller wanted to cry.

This was the first time she had experienced the trouble of a rich and powerful family.

She had no choice but to accept and refuse.

In a flash, the weekend arrived.

Early in the morning, she got up and burnt Richard Scott's clothes. Then, her phone suddenly rang

during breakfast time.

Abby Miller took time to take a look at the phone screen, which showed a series of strange numbers.

She wondered who was calling her so early, so she picked it up.

"Hello, hello."

"Morning, Abby

A gentle and clear greeting came from the other end of the phone.

It was Edward Kent!

"Edward..."

Abby Miller was shocked. She finally remembered that she had promised him to go to the library. She

was so scared that she almost threw away her phone.

She hurriedly covered the microphone and stole a glance at Richard Scott, who was eating breakfast

silently across from her.

At this moment, Richard Scott was also looking up at her. His eyes were indifferent, but there was a

hint of unknown meaning in them.

"Haha, I'll take a call."

Abby Miller got up in a hurry, rushed out of the restaurant, and answered the phone outside.

"Morning, Edward."

Abby Miller deliberately lowered her voice and whispered.

"Hmm? Did I disturb you?"

Edward Kent sounded a little confused.

"Nothing."

Abby Miller was drenched in cold sweat. She looked in the direction of the restaurant and wondered

why the senior knew her phone number.

Moreover, he happened to make a phone call in the morning.

Abby Miller felt strange.

Why was the probing look in Richard Scott's eyes made me so guilty?

She felt like she had been caught and raped?

Yuk! What are you talking about? What's on your mind, Abby Miller?

"I'm going out. What about you? Are you going out?"

Abby Miller didn't say a word for a long time, and Edward Kent asked patiently.

Abby Miller answered randomly, "Ah, yes, I'm having breakfast. I'll go out after that."

"Then I'll go to the library first and wait for you."

"Well, I'll be here soon. Bye, Senior Edward."

After that, Abby Miller quickly hung up the phone and went back to the restaurant.

In the dining room, Richard Scott was still sitting in his seat and having breakfast elegantly. He did not

seem to notice Abby Miller's strange behavior.

But he asked casually, "Who's calling?"

With a guilty conscience, Abby Miller lowered her head and said, "Classmate, we made an

appointment to go to the library together."

"Oh?"

Richard Scott raised his eyebrows and stared at Abby Miller with his dark eyes, as if he wanted to see

through her.

After a long while, he said slowly, "Do you need a driver to send you?"

"No, I can take the bus by myself, and we are going to the pedestrian street. The car can't get in."

Abby Miller quickly waved her hand, feeling a little flattered.

Usually, Richard Scott wasn't that kind. Why was he acting so abnormally today? Could he have

sensed something?

Just as Abby Miller's heart was filled with unease, Richard Scott did not say anything else. He only

instructed, "Yes, go to the company earlier after shopping."

"Okay."

Abby Miller nodded.

After breakfast, Richard Scott was the first to leave. Then, Abby Miller went out to meet Edward Kent.

Although there were not many people on the pedestrian street in the morning, it was definitely not too

few.

When Abby Miller arrived in a hurry, she saw Edward Kent at a glance.

He stood there quietly. The white shirt he was wearing was clean and beautiful, and his elegant

temperament was naturally emitted. His delicate facial features exuded an extremely pure gentleness.

Edward Kent was undoubtedly an outstanding man. He stood there casually and easily attracted the

attention of passers-by.

Abby Miller was a little excited.

No matter what, this man was the one she was secretly in love with. She didn't know how many times

she had been paying so much attention to him.

Abby Miller dared to say that no one in the world was more suitable to wear a white shirt than Edward

Kent!

It seemed that he could sense her gaze. At this time, Edward Kent suddenly looked in her direction.

When their eyes met, he waved at her and a gentle smile appeared on his lips. "Abby."

"Sorry, Senior Edward, you've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"

Abby Miller hurriedly pulled herself together and walked over quickly.

"No, I just arrived."

Edward Kent smiled and added, "Besides, it's natural for boys to wait for girls. It doesn't matter even if

they wait for two hours."

"Then let's go in quickly?"

Abby Miller's cheeks were flushed.

"Well, let's go."

Edward Kent nodded and the two of them walked into the library together.