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Making 44
Making 44
At the entrance of Springvale was a luxurious three–story villa.
Although this villa was not as high–end as the villas in the city, it was very conspicuous and luxurious in a village like Springvale
This was Kennard’s villa.
At this moment, Lance was still angry, sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Thinking of what Gilmore said to him, he was very depressed and uncomfortable.
He took out his phone from his pocket and called his son, Kennard.
It would be hard for him if he didn’t vent his anger.
As soon as the phone got through, Kennard answered with a loud voice, obviously because he was always bossing others around. “Dad, did you call me because Harlan and Sophia have promised to marry Everly to me?”
Lance snorted and said angrily, “Kenny, listen, I just went to their house to ask them about the marriage with Everly, her parents didn’t dare to refute anything, but Gilmore…
“Dad, what did Gilmore do?” On the phone, Kennard’s voice turned cold.
Lance said angrily, “He said he wouldn’t marry his sister to you, and he asked you to give up!”
“He is quite arrogant!” Kennard sneered. “Dad, since he plays hard, I’ll show him who has the final say in Springvale.”
Lance gritted his teeth with hatred, “Son, you have to punish him, I am so angry at him.”
“Dad, don’t worry! No matter whether they agree to marry Everly to me or not, I have to get the woman I like. After what’s done is done, they can only agree. On the phone, Kennard was determined and his laughter was terrifying.
Lance’s eyes lit up and said, “Son, do you have a way to bind with Everly?”
“Well, Dad, after tonight, I promise that Harlan and Sophia will beg us to marry their daughter.”
“Really? That’s great, I would humiliate them then!”
“Dad, leave it to me. I’ll ask Brooke and the others to teach Gilmore a lesson and avenge you.”
“Okay, son.”
Lance hung up the phone with a proud and fierce look, “Gilmore, just wait and see!”
At four o’clock in the afternoon, the tourists in the small town gradually came down from the mountain and were ready to
leave.
However, at this moment, a white BMW drove into Springvale and stopped in the parking lot not far from Evermore Diner. The appearance of the BMW caught the attention of the villagers, who speculated on who was in the car.
Right at this moment, the doors of the BMW opened and two girls got out.
Two beautiful girls in their twenties.
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One of the girls was dressed in a beige fashionable long dress, with slightly curly long hair and a beautiful oval face. She is wearing sunglasses, the bridge of the nose is clean, the wings of the nose are perfect, and the lips are as red as cherries.
Wearing a long beige dress, she is tall and thin, fair skin, slender legs, and wearing a pair of high heels of the same color as the dress.
She is fashionable, beautiful, with impeccable temperament, almost perfect.
The other girl was much inferior to her.
This girl was wearing a fashionable T–shirt and jeans, her hair was shoulder–length, although her appearance could be 8.5 points, she was wearing heavy makeup, and her temperament was far from that of that girl.
The girl in the long beige dress took off her sunglasses, her thin eyebrows and bright eyes added aura to her, made her like a fairy.
This girl looks like a fairy!”
“The girls from big cities are really different, look at her temperament, beauty and dressing, it’s amazing!”
“Look at her BMW. She must be from a rich family in the city.”
When the women in the small town saw the girl who took off her sunglasses, they were both envious and jealous, and left while talking-
The girl in the beige long skirt with outstanding temperament looked at the restaurant of Gilmore’s family, especially the sign “Evermore Diner“.
“Lilian, I really don’t understand what’s so special about this remote Springvale? And what does Gilmore have?” Another girl, looked at Evermore Diner and said to the girl in the beige dress, twitching her mouth.
Her tone was full of disdain.
Lilian didn’t explain anything but said to her, “Celia, let’s go and have a look!”
“Miss Morales, you are the daughter of the mayor of Oakhaven, the campus belle of Oakhaven Film Academy, and a rising star in the entertainment industry. Do you really want to get back together with this poor brat, Gilmore?” Celia said to Lilian with a pleading face.
She and Lilian were classmates from junior high school to university.
They both grew up in Elmwood, and they both had prominent family backgrounds.
Lilian’s father used to be county magistrate of Elmwood. Later, he kept being promoted and is now the mayor of Oakhaven.
While Celia’s father is a rich businessman.
Both of them came from well–off families, and they studied together and were admitted to Oakhaven Film Academy at the same time, so they are also good friends.
However, Lilian, Celia and Gilmore were classmates in high school.
And Lilian and Gilmore were deskmates.
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Although the two got along day and night for three years in high school, they eventually/ were admitted to different universities.
Or rather, Lilian contacted Gilmore once, but he deliberately distanced himself from her.
Later, she heard that Gilmore was dating a girl named
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keep in touch because they
any, so she never contacted him again…
This time, she came back from Oakhaven to Elmwood to visit her grandma.
However, after visiting her grandma, she and Celia finally drove to Springvale, which was very close to the county.
Although she said that she came to see the flowers in Springvale, it is not yet the season when the flowers are in full bloom
She mainly came to see Gilmore’s hometown and his family’s restaurant.
In the winter of the third year of high school, Gilmore took her to his family’s restaurant to eat delicious meals cooked by his mother.
Even though more than a year passed, Lilian still remembered his mother’s warm smile.
Of course, what impressed Lilian the most was the flowers that were as white as snow that year, all over the mountains and plains.
And a flower he put on her hair, saying that she is glamour in flourishing age as the flower.