Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Hearing this, Delia didn’t add much.

After all, she has never had a child, so she doesn’t understand these things and can only give Rachel some advice.

Preparing for tomorrow’s outing, Rachel first washed her hair and then opened her closet.

There were not many clothes in the closet.

She needed to go to the mall to pick out some clothes.

In case…

In case Mr. White is there tomorrow.

She didn’t want to look unkempt in front of someone she liked.

Rachel took a taxi to the mall and bought three or four sets of clothes in one go. Afterwards, she bought a set for her two elder sisters, as well as her niece and nephew.

After buying the clothes, Rachel also bought some skincare products and cosmetics.

Back home.

The two children were very happy, hopping and skipping around.

“Thank you, Auntie!”

“We have new clothes!”

In the past, they could only get new clothes during the New Year’s celebration.

Dolores Frieman looked at Rachel, “Rachel, I have clothes, the children have clothes, you should just buy for yourself. You don’t have to buy clothes for me. I’m a mother of two, I don’t need to wear new clothes. You’re still a student, earning money isn’t easy for you.”

Rachel is still a student. As her elder sister, Dolores feels guilty for letting her student sister buy clothes.

Moreover, she is already a mother of two children, so it would be a waste to dress well.

Although she has already left the mountain village, Dolores only wants to bring up her two children earnestly, and she has never thought about anything else.

“Elder sister, you are only thirty this year.” Rachel said earnestly, “Just like Viola said, you still have a long life ahead. Who says a mother cannot wear new clothes? Not only should we wear new clothes, but we should also dress up beautifully. In Capital City, many intellectuals are still single at the age of thirty.”

Delia nodded in agreement, “Rachel is right, elder sister. We should face life with a smile, living beautifully.”

As Dolores held the new clothes, her mind filled with emotion.

That night, Delia secretly gave Rachel a thousand yuan, “Rachel, you are still a student, I can’t use your money to buy clothes. Keep this money.”

Of course, Rachel refused to accept it.

Delia laughed and said, “Just take it! I just got my salary, I’m not short of money.”

When she finished speaking, Delia added, “Don’t worry, the money is clean.”

Hearing this, Rachel felt quite guilty. She found herself unable to refuse, “I’m sorry, elder sister.”

She still felt sorry for what happened that day.

“We’re sisters.” Delia continued, “You should rest early, you have to wake up early tomorrow, right? I’ll leave you alone now!”

Rachel nodded, “Good night, elder sister.”

“Good night.”

On the other side.

Mr. White was standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, taking a call.

I don’t know what was said on the other side, but Mr. White said, “It’s really unfortunate, I have a cocktail party to attend on the 13th.”

“Okay.”

“Goodbye.”

After he finished, he hung up the phone.

Flora Tiarks came out of the room, eating an apple as she asked, “Uncle, who was that on the phone?”

“Edward Thompson.” Mr. White answered.

Flora looked curious, “What does he want?”

Before Mr. White could answer, Flora said, “Is he trying to match you with Sylvia Thompson?”

Flora was not clear about this matter, she had just heard her mother, Grace White mention it in passing.

Grace White had a good impression of Sylvia Thompson, she was a standout among the socialites. If Mr. White could set his sights on Sylvia, it would be a good match.

“I’m not sure.”

“Honestly Uncle, Sylvia Thompson is not worth you,” Flora once saw Sylvia Thompson and although she didn’t have much interaction with her, she did not have a good impression of Sylvia, “Don’t blind yourself by dating someone like her.”

Mr. White didn’t say anything. He picked up a newspaper and sat down on the couch to read.

“Uncle! I’m talking to you!” Seeing the indifferent expression on Mr. White’s face, Flora was quite anxious, “Uncle, I’m serious, Sylvia Thompson is very manipulative!”

Mr. White still looked unconcerned.

“Uncle!” Flora raised her voice.

“Hmm?” Mr. White looked back.

“What do you think about Vio?” Flora continued to ask.

Mr. White remained expressionless, but his heartbeat inexplicably accelerated. He tried to lower his voice, pretending to not understand, “What do you mean?”