If you want someone to be your goddaughter, you have to start by building a good relationship.
Lavinia held her phone, thinking it over, then opened Charlotte’s social media page. She figured she’d start with something cute to break the ice, so she sent over an adorable sticker.
Sweetie, do you remember me?
At that moment, Charlotte was sprawled out on the couch, her long legs dangling over the armrest as she lazily played a game on her phone. When she saw a message pop up from “beautiful lady,” she arched her brows in surprise.
She paused for a second, then sent back a polite reply. I remember you. Can I help you with something?
Lavinia wasted no time. Well, my husband and I are still so grateful for what you did. We’d love to treat you to a meal to thank you in person, if you’d let us.
Charlotte barely remembered the whole rescue thing. It was just something she’d done on a whim and hadn’t thought about since.
It really was nothing. No need to be so formal.
She’s so polite, Lavinia muttered, leaning against her husband.
But Lavinia wasn’t giving up. No, we really want to! I hate owing favors. It keeps me up all night. It’s just a meal, and we can pick somewhere near your school. It won’t take much of your time.
Charlotte scrolled through the flood of messages, sensing how eager Lavinia was even through the screen.
There’s only bubble tea shops around my school.
Lavinia replied almost immediately. Oh, I love bubble tea too! Sweetie, this must be fate.
Charlotte stared at her phone. It was rare for someone as put-together and wealthy as Lavinia to actually want bubble tea, especially from one of those little shops near the school.


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