My arrogant 147
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Chapter 147: Misunderstanding

Seeing that Mr. Larson was about to continue arguing with a five-year-old child, Cedric quickly stepped between them and said softly, “Mr. Larson, I’ve already arranged for you to meet with Mr. Welch as you requested. Would you like to go now, or…?”

Calvin glanced at the anxious, pale-faced little boy and tossed him an orange-flavored lollipop. “Wait for me to come back and pick you up.”

Alfredo: …

He wanted to curse Calvin!

“Listen to the doctor, or else I’ll tell Myrna that you fell asleep and forgot to pick her up for her appointment.”

Alfredo: …

Damn it! I was speechless!

Cedric watched him gnash his teeth in resentment, silently shedding a tear of sympathy for him. Mr. Alfredo was truly hardworking, but Mr. Larson was truly bad!

School was dismissed in the afternoon. Myrna headed straight for the hotel where she had arranged to meet someone.

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Chapter 147: Misunderstanding

The person she had arranged to meet was already waiting for her. As soon as he saw her, he immediately waved: “Mya.”

She lifted her leg and walked in, not noticing that Lawson and Stephanie were also at the hotel. As she passed by, Stephanie, with her sharp eyes, spotted her. She immediately grabbed Lawson’s hand and exclaimed with a gasp, “It’s sis!”

“Who?” Lawson had returned from a leave of absence, and the incident involving a professor from Craydon University had become a big joke, leaving him embarrassed. At that time, he had just led his school team to win a design award. He thought the professor from Craydon University came to Melcester Central High School to recognize his talent and give him some respect. Who knew it turned out to be a big joke. The professor, surprisingly, went to Melcester Central High School for Myrna. And he was also Myrna’s biological father. He still hadn’t come to his senses about this matter.

Stephanie saw the slender, long-legged girl who could stand out even in a uniform. She felt jealous inside, but her face was soft, as if surprised. She pointed and said, “Why is sister going up the hotel elevator with an old man? Could it be…?”

Lawson also distantly saw Myrna and a white-haired man chatting and preparing to get on the elevator. His eyes turned cold.

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Then I heard Stephanie’s voice forcefully explaining, “The status of a professor at Craydon University isn’t that high. I heard at break time that she was picked up by a luxury car outside the school. Her father works in Nemmington; could this person be a friend of her father?”

With a sullen expression, Lawson coldly asked, “Would you go to a hotel with your father’s friend?”

She was just too lacking in self-respect!

Myrna still didn’t know that she had left the house without checking the calendar and had run into trouble again. She followed Lawrence Thornton and took the elevator to the restaurant on the third floor.

“Mr. Thornton.”

This was a big shot, even more important than the Mayor of Melcester; he had to receive him personally. The hotel manager respectfully led the elderly person next to Myrna all the way to their reserved seats, where all the dishes were already served. A large area was completely red.

Lawrence sat across from her, chuckling as he said, “The chef at this hotel is quite skilled; you should try it.”

Myrna sat down and found that, indeed, all the dishes were her favorites. However, every dish had chili in it, so she waved to a waiter nearby and said, “Excuse me, could you please bring us a steamed bass?”

“Alright.” The waiter quickly ran to inform the kitchen to add more dishes.

The spirited old man, with his fierce tiger-like eyes, said in a good mood, “Only you remember what I like to eat. Those people in my family, apart from fearing my death, none of them care about this old man’s hobbies.”

Myrna had once saved his life, and as they spent more time together, he gradually became attracted to this young girl. Her eyes and eyebrows reminded him of a past acquaintance. In a case of “love me, love my dog,” he always treated Myrna as his own granddaughter.


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