Melissa gaped in surprise at Gabrielle who held out a flower with both her hands, her head lowered slightly in respect. But Melissa just stood there, gaping, and did not make to take the flower.
This made Gabrielle confused and made her wonder if Melissa didn't like her white dress.
Agitated, she threw Jackson an anxious look, signaling him to help her. Melissa was his teacher after all, so he should know how to go about pleasing her now.
Jackson returned Gabrielle's look with a displeased glare, understanding what she wanted him to do. He was very sure Melissa didn't like it that Gabrielle was wearing a dress other than that one he had specially picked for her.
Now, he would have to do his best to please Melissa. However, he would teach Gabrielle a lesson after that.
He already regretted bringing her along to welcome his teacher. He would surely make her pay for this. Next time, she wouldn't dare disrespect Melissa. But that would be later, after he had made sure Melissa was comfortable.
"Ms. Gyln, are you okay? Are you exhausted from the flight?" Jackson asked, looking at Melissa with concern.
Melissa shook her head. "I'm fine," she replied blankly. "I just feel I've met this girl before." She had taken off sunglasses and was gazing at Gabrielle with her beautiful eyes. She could swear that this girl looked so familiar.
In all her constant travels, she had met so many people, but nobody had ever left her this stunned.
She stared absentmindedly at Gabrielle for a long time. Then she slipped on her sunglasses again so that the moment wouldn't be so awkward.
"Hello, Ms. Glyn. I'm Gabrielle. I got you this flower," Gabrielle said sincerely, offering her the flower again.
Deep down, Gabrielle prayed that Melissa wouldn't be so offended about her dress, although she knew she hadn't left a very good impression on the older woman. Meeting her today meant the whole world to Gabrielle, and she would do her best to right her wrongs so as to maintain contact with Melissa in the future.
She really didn't want to miss the chance.
"Thank you, young girl. You say you're Gabrielle, right? Are you from Antawood?" Staring at Gabrielle again, Melissa accepted the flower, her eyes beaming with a soft smile.
Jackson found it so unbelievable seeing Melissa smile so gently. He had always known her as his strict teacher who expected only the best from her staff in the jewelry design industry.
He had only seldom seen her smile, but never this genuinely and gently as she did to Gabrielle.
It was so weird.
Jackson wondered if Gabrielle had some special ability which made everyone like her at first sight.
How else could he explain why the tough teacher would suddenly soften into a smile with her?
"Yes, Ms. Glyn. I was born and raised in Antawood," Gabrielle answered Melissa, her voice solemn.
A thought clicked in Melissa's head when she heard Gabrielle say she was born and raised in Antawood.
But she waved it off at once. She was only thinking too much. It was more than twenty years already, and she ought to let go of the expectations.
But that wouldn't stop her from admiring this lovely and obedient girl, would it?
"I really like you, young girl. Are you Jackson's friend?" Melissa asked gently, never taking her eye
s off Gabrielle for once.
Gabrielle trembled with excitement. She felt quite warm and flattered to hear her goddess say those words to her.
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