“OK. You can’t lie to me.” Shirley was relieved. “I want it today. Get your men to check him.”
“No problem.” Clarence put on his suit jacket, picked up his briefcase from the couch, and added, “I’m going on an inspection today and will come home later than usual. Don’t wait for me.”
“Don’t come home without Finnley Russell’s profile,” Shirley reminded him.
“OK, OK, OK. Got it, Mrs. Saunders.” Clarence pulled his car open in the yard and smiled at her attentively. “I must bring his profile home for you to sleep tight. No worries.”
Shirley always trusted him.
The netizens were smart and competent enough to find the identities of the man and the woman in the photos, exposing their names and positions online. Eloise learned everything.
“Let’s go find him, Holly.” Eloise burst into anger. “I must take him home to marry me.”
In the yard, Holly noticed the mud on her high heels with diamonds. She hurriedly bent over and wiped it off. “Wait a moment, Lady Eloise.”
Eloise lowered her head, frowning.
Holly said gingerly, “Sorry, Lady Eloise. I didn’t prepare a pair of backup shoes for you. Please make do with these high heels for the time being.”
“Why didn’t you prepare them?” Eloise was picky and spoiled with high requirements, leading a luxurious life. “Why can you forget such an important matter?”
“I’m terribly sorry...” Holly panicked. “It’s just a little bit of mud. I’ve wiped it off. Let’s go find your fiance.”
As she spoke, she pulled the door of the passenger’s seat open for Eloise.
Eloise glanced at her and sat in. Holly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling lucky they were going to find Eloise’s fiance. Otherwise, Eloise would blow up.
Usually, Holly prepared several dresses and shoes for Eloise when they went out.
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