“Rosemary, where have you been? You have no idea how worried I am.” Tina said tearfully.
Rosemary was not feeling much better at this point. In the past, when she came home late at night, only her father would be waiting for her. Now seeing Tina’s worried face, she felt like crying.
“Tina, since Rosemary’s okay, let her rest for a while!” Edmund said blandly
Tina noticed Rosemary’s clothes, “Rosemary, whose clothes are those on you?”
Rosemary gasped, then realized that she was still wearing Nathaniel Meyer’s clothes.
“It belonged to the guy I fell in with, and I just forgot to give it back.”
Tina didn't ask further. She turned to Rosemary and said, “Rosemary, go get dressed. You didn’t eat anything just now. Mr. Johnson and I will make some barbecue for you.”
Rosemary touched her stomach. She was hungry after all that time down there.
Edmund and Tina went to get Rosemary something to eat.
“Mr. Johnson, did Rosemary say how she ended up at the bottom of the mountain?” asked Tina curiously.
“No.” Edmund said seriously.
Tina took a long look at Edmund Johnson and sighed inside. Why should he fall for her?
Edmund continued to grill, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.
Rosemary changed into simple casual clothes, then she walked out of the tent and saw them talking.
“What are you guys talking about?” Rosemary’s voice came faintly.
Edmund smiled at her. “Nothing! Just talking.”
“Rosemary, come on, sit down! Mr. Johnson made you a lot of delicious food.” Tina took Rosemary and sat down beside her.
Rosemary looked at what was in front of her and said, “It smells good!” Then she picked up a shish kebab and ate it.
So the three of them sat eating and talking and laughing.
Suddenly, Tina’s hands stopped and her eyes looked somewhere.
“What’s wrong, Tina?” Rosemary followed Tina’s gaze. “What are you looking at?”
“I just saw this girl. I think she’s Olivia Miller from our class.” Said Tina.
Rosemary looked where her eyes were, “No, there isn’t. Maybe you’re wrong!”
Tina thought she was wrong, too. What was Olivia Miller doing here?!
They did not take it seriously and continued to eat their barbecue.
Rosemary was rushed back to the tent by Edmund and Tina. They told her to have a rest first.
Early the next morning, Rosemary took the clothes and walked over to Nathaniel Meyer’s tent.
Rosemary had no idea which tent Nathaniel Meyer was living in. While struggling, she saw Aaron Becker come out of the tent.
Rosemary smiled and walked up to Aaron Becker and said, “Hello, is Mr. Meyer up yet?”
Aaron Becker looked at his Boss in bewilderment. He would throw away his clothes as long as they were touched. How could he even ask her to have it washed and sent back to him?
Rosemary frowned and smiled at Nathaniel Meyer. “I’m sorry. I was too casual. Well, I’ll take your clothes back and get them cleaned and sent it back to you.”
Nathaniel Meyer gave Aaron Becker a look, then smiled and said, “Rosemary, thank you then. I’ll be waiting.”
Aaron Becker grabbed a piece of paper and pen, quickly wrote an address and handed it to Rosemary.
Rosemary took the address with a smile nodded at them and walked down the hill.
Nathaniel Meyer watched Rosemary walk away with a faint smile on his face.
Aaron Becker watched his boss fall in love and said boldly, “Boss, do you know who she is?”
“Huh?” Nathaniel Meyer raised an eyebrow at Aaron Becker.
“She is Rosemary Harris, wife of Wilson Grant of The Grant family in Cornshire.” Aaron Becker watched Nathaniel’s face and continued, “They say she married into The Grant family for good luck.”
“Good luck?” Nathaniel Meyer looked at him uncertainly.
“According to people on the outside, Wilson Grant was in a car accident two years ago, and he’s still in a sterile ward. So Ms. Harris simply had only the title of The Young Mr. Grant.” Aaron Becker elaborated on what he knew.
“That’s great!”
After Hearing Aaron Becker’s words, Nathaniel Meyer turned and headed to his tent.
Aaron Becker just stood there. He wondered what Nathaniel meant by “That’s great”.
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