CHAPTER 72: CHAPTER 72: AWKWARDNESS ON HORSEBACK (1)

The days ahead are still long, but taking certain steps is an urgent priority!

The journey back was silent for the two of them. Laura’s cheeks were flushed, luckily no one saw. She kept taking deep breaths, trying to make her complexion look more natural...

Otherwise, Young Master Thorne would tease her again when he sees her...

Inside the restroom.

Laura glanced at herself in the mirror, feeling unfamiliar. She should not have unnecessary feelings for The Demon King; their relationship can only be that of a superior and a subordinate.

They are not people from the same world, even if he is interested in her now, it is only temporary. She must not be fooled by these illusions!

Her ex-boyfriend Jasper is a real lesson!

She must learn from past mistakes!

She must steadfastly avoid letting herself fall into relationships without a future again.

Back at the villa in the evening, Laura deliberately kept a certain distance from Jason. She did not want to let things that shouldn’t happen continue happening.

Tomorrow, when she returns, she should quickly find a boyfriend!

Let life return to normal.

At night, after Laura returned to her room and slept, Asher quietly slipped into his friend’s room.

"Jason, where did you take Assistant Quincy this afternoon? I saw her return with flushed cheeks. Did you do something bad to her?"

Asher said with a cheeky smile. He deliberately brought Laura on this business trip to cultivate feelings between her and Jason.

Who’s Jason, with such high IQ and low EQ!

As his brother, how can I not help him?

Jason had just finished his shower, wiping the water droplets from his hair, "Just kissed her."

Asher was stunned, his mouth wide open, "What? Just kissed her and she was that red? If it’s a home run, she’d be too flustered to work!"

Jason glanced at his friend, "You do seem to worry a lot!"

Asher nodded repeatedly, "Of course! Speaking of our complicated relationship problems, let’s start with you! Your kid’s biological mom has appeared, yet you’re not making moves..."

Jason put down the towel, "How about you? Always loafing around without any propriety. Your old man has been pushing you a lot, hasn’t he?"

Asher shrugged, indifferent, "Of course, he’s pushing! But I let it go in one ear and out the other. Living life without ties is so comfortable! Why should I bind myself early in the grave of marriage?"

Jason chose not to comment on his views on relationships, "Go back to your room and sleep."

Asher pretended not to hear, "You know, Donnie’s been having unclear connections with his ex-wife lately?"

Jason raised an eyebrow slightly, "Didn’t they divorce ages ago?"

Asher nodded, "Of course! They’ve been divorced for three years now. But recently, somehow they’ve crossed paths again. That woman supposedly found herself a young man, and Donnie’s probably upset about it now! After all, the woman he slept with is now seen flaunting with another man; it’s unbearable for anyone!"

Jason said nothing. The image of Laura and Jasper appearing together crossed his mind—it really annoyed him!

So much so that he deliberately stirred the pot to make them break up quickly.

"Recently, your old man called me, urging me to care about your lifelong matters. I thought about it and found the Fifth Miss from the North Family quite appealing. Maybe I should call Old Mr. Thorne to get him to arrange a matchmaking event for you."

Asher, hearing this, immediately bolted like a rabbit, chanting, "Boss, please don’t! You know how terrifying my old man is! He’s arranged over a dozen blind dates for me this year alone. It’s finally calmed down a bit; I don’t want to live in hell again."

Jason snorted coldly, "Let me reconsider."

Asher squeezed out a pitiful expression, "Please!"

Then swiftly returned to his room.

After he left, Jason couldn’t help but smile. Every time he used this trick on Asher, it worked like a charm! Actually, Old Mr. Thorne never called him, and if he had, Jason would never have set such traps for his brother.

After all, relationship issues are his own; others have no right to interfere.

The next evening.

Upon arriving at Aethelburg Airport, Laura stretched lazily, finally home!

After disembarking, Asher proposed, "Come on! I’ll treat you all to a late-night snack!"

Laura hastily waved her hand, "I already ate on the plane, not hungry; I want to go home."

Asher glanced at her, "Not giving face?"

Laura replied without expression, "It’s not about face. You all know it—women love to maintain their figure. I’m not a fan of late-night snacks; who wants to gain weight?"

Her explanation left Asher without words to retaliate.

Then he scanned her, "Judging by your figure, you probably can’t gain weight anyway."

Laura sighed, "Young Master Thorne, you’ve really guessed wrong. This is a figure achieved from successful weight loss. I used to weigh 130 pounds, even drinking water made me gain weight. Back in school, it was hard; even if there was a boy I liked, I didn’t dare confess as I’d only face rejection... Alas! Those are memories I’d rather not dwell on!"

She spoke earnestly, as if telling the truth.

Asher clicked his tongue in admiration, "From over 130 pounds to this? My goodness! Miss Quincy, you’ve got some grit!"

Laura remained composed, "Of course! As girls, one must pay some price for beauty! That’s why not eating late-night snacks is the right choice."

Jasper stood by without saying a word. Since Laura Quincy didn’t want to go, he wasn’t going to force her.

As for her saying she used to weigh 130 pounds, it was clearly made up to fool Asher, and yet he believed it...

Laura Quincy, seeing she successfully fooled Young Master Thorne, happily waved at them, "Bye-bye! Hope you two leaders enjoy your meal!"

Jasper called out to her, "I’ll have the driver take you."

Laura Quincy waved her hand, "No need, it’s very convenient to take a cab from the airport entrance."

Asher hurriedly said, "If you’re too polite, we’ll be upset! Jason can take my car, don’t worry, just take Jason’s car back. We’ll feel at ease once you’re safely home."

After that, there wasn’t much point for Laura Quincy to be pretentious.

"Alright then."

She had just gotten in the car when she received a text message — it was from The Demon King!

You’re getting better at fooling people!

Uh...

Laura Quincy blushed instantly. The Demon King actually figured out she was fooling people, but Young Master Thorne still believed her... Is she that good at deception, or is the Demon King just too perceptive?

She thought for a moment and replied: Although I was never that heavy, I’m serious about keeping in shape. I just kindly gave myself an excuse.

The response came quickly: Then who did you confess to and get rejected by?

Embarrassed...

Laura Quincy broke out in a cold sweat and replied: Since it’s fooling people, of course, it’s a series of fabrications!

After sending, she thought: It’s necessary to be cautious when joking with the boss!

After returning this time, it’s better to maintain a safe distance!

It’s better for both me and him!

For several days at the company, Laura Quincy hadn’t seen Jasper. As a translator, she didn’t need to go to the fifty-ninth floor, so meeting The Demon King became even less likely.

That afternoon, in a break from work, she got up to make herself a coffee in the break room, and walking out with it, she overheard two girls from Group 1 discussing, "I heard the eldest son is coming to the company to gain some experience."

"Isn’t he studying investment analysis?"

"You don’t know! Actually, he also minored in business management, been preparing for this..."

"Shhh! Speak softly!"

Seeing Laura Quincy, they said no more.

Though they didn’t mention any names, Laura Quincy figured out that Jasper Hawthorne was going to work at Aegis Group. Didn’t he previously say his dream was to open a studio with friends?

Ha! How laughable!

The old her had naively believed it because, before knowing his identity, such wishes seemed plausible.

Having dreams is normal, so wanting to achieve them is perfectly natural.

Thinking back to some things between them now, they do seem like a joke!

As soon as she left the break room, she bumped into Crystal Langley, who was buzzing with excitement, "Laura Quincy, did you hear? The eldest son is going to hold a position at the company! I heard he’s quite a looker! Considering the CEO, the eldest son surely can’t be bad either!"

Laura Quincy had no interest in joining the conversation and walked straight to her desk.

But Crystal Langley wasn’t willing to let her off, "Hey! Did you hear me? You’ve actually met the eldest son, at the company’s 60th-anniversary gala last time, you were staring at him for quite some time! Could it be that the eldest son is exactly your type?"

Laura Quincy coldly interrupted her, "No! He’s not my type!"

Crystal Langley hadn’t expected her to get so worked up suddenly, "Uh... what’s up with you?"

Laura Quincy realized she was a bit out of line, "Nothing, it’s probably just too much on my plate lately. Sorry."

Then she left.

Watching her leave, Crystal Langley could only feel baffled.

Back at her desk, Laura Quincy took a big gulp of coffee, nearly choking herself — the more she wanted to avoid someone, the more she seemed to run into them!

She sent a text to her friend Nina Pierce: What time do you get off work tonight? Want to come over?

Nina Pierce replied: Sure.

Having made plans with her friend, Laura Quincy didn’t immediately dive back into work but instead aimlessly browsed the web, checked some entertainment news, and then closed it.

Suddenly, there was activity in her usually quiet QQ group. She opened it to find someone from high school class 9 had spoken up.

Announcement: This Friday night, we’ll be having our ten-year school entry reunion at The Serenity Hotel, everyone remember to spread the word!

Additionally, all expenses for this gathering will be covered by our classmate Jonah Xavier, girls be enthusiastic!

Seeing this announcement, Laura Quincy couldn’t help but laugh. She didn’t even need to guess — this was definitely posted by class monitor Jean Schultz. He’s always been one of the lively ones in class, enthusiastically organizing class reunions every year, though only a few ever actually attend.