69novels Chapter 1067 - 551: Extra Story: My Boyfriend Came to Pick Me Up
Chapter 1067 - 551: Extra Story: My Boyfriend Came to Pick Me Up
The silver-gray Bentley stopped in front of the Robinson family’s castle villa.Robin respectfully opened the car door for her.
She got out of the car, and someone already took care of her luggage.
"I have something to do... I won’t be accompanying you today. You must be tired after getting off the plane, so get some good rest at home," Claud Laurence gently advised.
Alice Robinson nodded lightly.
He pulled her head down and gave her lips a quick peck like a dragonfly touching water, "Call me if you need anything."
"Mm." Did she have his phone number?
"Drive off now!" he instructed Robin.
The car slowly drove out of her sight.
"Mommy..."
Rachel, not having seen her for several days, teared up at the sight of her.
She dropped her handbag and bent down to greet the child rushing into her arms.
Feeling the softness of her child’s body in her embrace, her eyes also began to well up with tears. "Baby, did you miss mommy?"
"Yes."
Rachel bit her lip, seemingly wanting to blame her mother for leaving her alone at home, yet unwilling to let go of her mother.
Alice Robinson picked up Rachel and kissed her, "Mommy missed you very much too."
Aunt PA came forward, having sharp-eyed spotted the expensive car that just brought Alice Robinson back, and curiously asked, "Miss, who was that just now... Was it him who brought you back?"
"Uh, he... he’s a business partner of the vineyard."
"A business partner, huh..." Aunt PA chuckled, "I didn’t see him in the car, but from a distance I could vaguely see his silhouette, seemed quite young and dashing..."
"Hmm, he’s okay."
At thirty-four, is that considered young? Dashing, maybe.
Aunt PA actually saw Claud Laurence pulling Alice Robinson down for a kiss, but she didn’t ask further, because if something was indeed going on, she would naturally find out in the future.
Alice Robinson gave the Teru Teru Bozu she bought in Japan to Rachel to play with, and Rachel was immediately captivated, obediently sitting on Alice Robinson’s lap, her little legs swinging contentedly, completely forgetting her mother had left her alone at home.
Alice Robinson asked, "Aunt PA, has anything happened at home these past two days?"
Aunt PA then remembered and said, "Yes, someone from the Geoffrey sent an invitation card."
An invitation card?
Alice Robinson was momentarily stunned.
Aunt PA immediately handed the invitation card to Alice Robinson.
Alice Robinson glanced at the invitation and instantly smiled.
It turned out to be a splendid event...
Skyler Jones and Christine Quinn were going to have a wedding ceremony.
The invitation stated that the wedding would be held under the Eiffel Tower in Paris and sincerely invited Alice Robinson to be a bridesmaid.
She used to not understand the meaning of happiness, but gradually seeing the happiness of Howard Geoffrey and Rebecca Quentin, Skyler Jones and Christine Quinn’s happiness, she slowly understood happiness and began to envy it.
Alice Robinson had heard of the love story between Skyler Jones and Christine Quinn. Although she knew about the ups and downs they faced, she had always envied them for one thing, their deep and mutual love and concern for each other.
"Miss, are you going to attend the wedding?"
Alice Robinson nodded, "I’ve met Christine Quinn a few times, she’s very kind, just as enthusiastic as Becca, of course I’ll attend."
"But..." Aunt PA hesitated in her words.
"What’s the matter?" Alice Robinson slightly furrowed her brow.
"I’m afraid... afraid Mr. Robinson might attend the wedding that day!" Aunt PA said.
Yes, Chester Robinson was Skyler Jones’s half-brother. It was said that the bond between the brothers was growing day by day, maybe Chester Robinson would let go of past grudges and attend his brother’s wedding...
"So what if he comes?" Alice Robinson took a deep breath, her tone calm as if discussing an insignificant matter, "He is him, I am me, he walks his way, and I walk mine."
The next day, Alice Robinson arrived at Kyro Vineyard in the west.
With capital injected, Kyro Vineyard quickly transformed from a struggling vineyard on the brink of bankruptcy to one full of vitality.
The vineyard’s manager, Claid, gave her a tour of the vineyard and explained all the procedures of wine production to her.
Although she had found the funds to resolve the vineyard’s temporary predicament, only good management could truly sustain the vineyard, so she would frequently visit the vineyard in the coming days to understand all aspects of wine production, striving to master everything about the vineyard.
"Miss Robinson, please have a taste... This is the freshly fermented raw wine of the day, unprocessed, yet already very mellow..."
Although she wasn’t well-versed in the wine-making process yet, she could tell the quality of the wine.
Alice Robinson lifted the glass and took a gentle sip, immediately the aromas filled her mouth.
"It’s delicious."
"Our vineyard has always produced excellent wine..."
"Mm."
"Miss Robinson, let me show you the wine cellar..."
"Okay..."
Upon leaving the wine cellar, Alice Robinson took out her phone and dialed Claud Laurence.
The phone rang for a long time. She thought he might be busy and was about to hang up when the call connected.
"It’s me."
He chuckled, "I’ve been waiting for your call these two days, thought the mother rabbit had gotten the carrot from the father rabbit and wouldn’t care about the father rabbit anymore..."
She chuckled, "I thought you were busy."
"Then why did you call?"
"I’m afraid you’ll forget me."
Claud Laurence hummed, "Good girl, you know how to please me now."
"Of course, we haven’t finished discussing our business yet!" He had injected funds into the Robinson’s vineyard, but the detailed contract was not yet discussed. The Robinsons relied on funds alone wasn’t enough; there needed to be a savvy businessman leading her.
"You’re really straightforward."
"Don’t you men hate women’s sweet talk the most?"
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Claud Laurence laughed heartily, "It’s really strange, the more I spend time with you, the more surprises you give me... When we’re together, out of ten sentences, I’m usually the one speaking nine of them, but over the phone, you become so witty and sharp."
She followed with a smile.
Through the phone, he knew her smile must be beautiful.
"You can rest assured, your image has always lingered in my mind."
Alice finally experienced how skilled men can be at sweet talk.
After a pause, he said, "Let’s meet up..."
"Sure, when?"
"In a couple of days, I’m in New York these days and won’t be back until the 2nd at the earliest."
"The 2nd?"
"Yes."
"That might not work..."
"Why not?"
"I have a friend getting married on the 2nd, and I’m going to be her bridesmaid, so I might not be able to meet you that day."
"Okay."
On the 2nd, with clear skies and sunshine.
Under the Eiffel Tower, a carpet made of white rose petals leads straight to the most sacred altar of the wedding.
White drapes gently flutter on either side of the rose carpet...
Waiters shuttle through the crowd...
Guests dressed in formal attire communicate with upper-class etiquette, while the groom is surrounded by his family and friends...
In the dressing room, Alice, already wearing light makeup and a bridesmaid dress, stood next to the bride.
The bride, Christine Quinn, sat in a chair, looking nervously at the mirror in front of her, "Isn’t the makeup too heavy? I feel like it’s a bit too much..."
"No, Christine, you’re the bride, the makeup can’t be casual..." Alice held Christine Quinn’s shoulders, "Look, you’re so beautiful today..."
Christine Quinn felt a little shy, "I said I didn’t want to hold a wedding, but Oversky insisted..."
"Christine, a wedding is necessary; it’s Mr. Jones’ commitment to you."
"Mm."
"I’m just a little nervous..."
"Don’t be nervous, Mr. Jones has always been by your side!"
"Honey..."
Skyler Jones’ voice interrupted their conversation.
Christine Quinn turned around, smiling sweetly, "Darling..."
Skyler Jones, in a black tailcoat, looked exceptionally smart and handsome; he nodded at Alice, "Miss Robinson."
Alice stood shyly to one side, "Mr. Jones, no need for formalities, just call me Alice."
"Alice, you look very beautiful today," Skyler Jones sincerely praised.
Alice did indeed look beautiful...
The lotus-colored dress was elegant and dignified, yet did not overshadow the bride. Her hair was styled up, with mainly soft makeup, adding a touch of femininity, beautifully delicate.
"Thank you, I won’t disturb you two, I’ll go outside to check on the progress..." Alice tactfully left the dressing room, leaving time and space for the loving couple.
"Darling, isn’t my makeup too heavy..."
"No, it looks great."
"And the wedding dress, I feel like my waist has gotten thicker recently..."
"Not thick at all, still a slender waist."
"Oh, you’re annoying..."
Their happiness infected Alice’s mood, and she smiled faintly, leaving the dressing room.
She arrived at the wedding venue, gazing at the guests dressed in finery, a feeling of inexplicable solitude welled up in Alice’s heart.
Rebecca Quentin, holding Howard Geoffrey’s arm, walked towards her.
Looking at Howard Geoffrey, past memories played in Alice’s mind, although there was a trace of awkwardness, it was very calm.
"Alice..."
Rebecca Quentin greeted her lively.
She smiled gently, "Becca... Howard."
Howard Geoffrey smiled at her, "Long time no see."
"Mm."
"You’ve matured compared to before, you don’t look like a child anymore."
Alice still smiled, "Everyone has to grow up!"
"I have a few friends over there, I’ll go say hello, you and Becca chat."
"Alright."
Rebecca Quentin spoke up, "Alice, I’m really happy you’re my sister’s bridesmaid today..."
"It’s my honor."
"Originally, we wanted to invite Chester Robinson as the best man, but he refused, so... later you might have to team up with a forty-year-old bachelor."
"That’s okay."
"By the way, has Chester not arrived yet?" Rebecca Quentin glanced around.
Alice shook her head, "I haven’t noticed."
Rebecca Quentin sighed, "Yesterday, when I called Chester, a woman answered... I thought it was a wrong number at first, but later I found out that woman is Chester’s girlfriend."
"Oh."
Alice’s face remained calm without stirring any ripples.
Rebecca Quentin held Alice’s hand, whispering, "I don’t know what’s going on between you and Chester, but I feel that if there’s still a chance for reconciliation, you should talk again, maybe..."