EuropeNovelChapter 1094: "Ugh!" Astrid stomped her foot, furious. "You just wait, Brady!" She stormed off to find Noreen and tattle.
When their mother found out about the car, she asked, "Brady, who's it for?" Brady didn't answer. "That's my business." "A girlfriend, maybe?" Noreen guessed. The model he purchased was popular among women.
"Mom, please stop asking." His tone turned impatient. "Can I not have sprivacy?" "Fine, fine." Sensing his frustration, Noreen let the topic go. She then turned to Astrid. "And you don't go poking around either. It's just a car. Nothing to fuss over." "Mom!" Astrid protested, her cheeks flushing red. "You always take his side!" She still didn't have her answer, and she wasn't about to drop it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe weekend arrived. The event began at 4 p.m., and Hadley showed up twenty minutes early.
The BMW Brady had given her was freshly registered the day before, and she drove it to the villa.
After parking, she smoothed out the soft folds of her beige dress and headed toward the entrance.
Just then, a taxi pulled up nearby. Astrid stepped out with a girl her age, the two chatting and laughing as they walked arm-in-arm.
"Your makeup is on point today." "Your dress is gorgeous." "Wait-" Astrid suddenly stopped in her tracks.
"What is it?" her friend asked.
"Look!" Astrid tugged her arm and pointed toward the courtyard parking lot. "See that BMW Mini?" "Yeah, I see it. So?" "I've been dreaming of getting one." Keep reading at "Then get one. Your family can afford it." "Yeah, but I don't have money. My mom favors my brother way too much." "Then ask him to get it for you. You're his only sister. He should spoil you." "He won't!" Astrid huffed. "He bought one for someone else instead. No idea what witch cast a spell on him." She grumbled all the way inside, but couldn't help glancing back at the car again and again.
It was not yet four o'clock, yet the venue was already bustling with early arrivals.
Hadley had cahead of time; Elvin and Adonis were still on their way, won prompting her to seek out a quiet corner to wait, casually sipping from a glass of water. "Hadley?" Suddenly, she heard a voice calling her name.
She looked up and saw Megan-the sMegan from the TV show she had mentored before.
Megan's face lit up with recognition.
"It's really you! I was worried was worried might have confused you with someone else." "Hello, it's been quite stime," Hadley responded, her smile polite but reserved.
Dealing with Megan required a careful approach; she wasn't then easiest person to get along with.
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