RedNovelChapter 543 In the end, she ran.
The Everhart family- Ha, the Everhart family only has two men worth mentioning. Hawthorne is rumored to be so uptight he practically lives like a monk, and that barely-out-of- high-school Layne supposedly already has a girlfriend.
The call just now was picked up by a woman, so Gwyneth definitely isn't tangled up with either of those Everhart men. That leaves only Leonie.
Leonie, the wild child everyone in their circle knows about—a total airhead, famously naïve, the kind of girl who's spent so many years in her ivory tower she'll believe anything. But how long could she possibly shield Gwyneth? Bill Crawford phoned his assistant.
"Find out how long Leonie and Gwyneth have known each other." The assistant hurried off, and Bill let a sly smile play at his lips.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGwyneth was hopelessly innocent. But honestly, he liked that-after years of indulging in life's rich banquets, who wouldn't crave something simple and fresh for a change? Bill was willing to bet she'd crunning back to him within a week.
Meanwhile, Leonie handed Gwyneth her phone back.
"I've seen shameless, but that guy takes the cake. Didn't you already break up with him? Why's he still blowing up your phone?" Leonie might be a little clueless sometimes, but she wasn't stupid. Everyone in their social set had a reputation, and she knew enough about Bill Crawford to know the type he was.
"No idea," Gwyneth said, her voice flat.
She had a vague sense there was probably more than one woman in Bill's life, but honestly, she was over it. "Don't even give a jerk like that the tof day," Leonie said firmly.
Nothing turned her off more than the men in their crowd: peacocks, posers, or heartbreakers, every last one. No wonder so many of them were still single.
Leonie dreamed of a partner like her father-someone who'd adored her mother and stayed faithful all their married life, spoiling her rotten and never letting anyone else catch his eye.
The two of them ate and chatted, barely noticing as the pot slowly emptied. Both felt completely content. Gwyneth rarely ate anything spicy, so her already-rosy lips were now even redder, a little swollen, making her look all the more striking and lovely.
Leonie raced to pay the bill first, and Gwyneth didn't bother to argue. They'd just reached the restaurant's entrance when Hans arrived.
His expression was as gentle and pleasant as ever. Leonie turned to look at him, and Hans noticed, smiling politely. "Miss Everhart, is there something on my face?" Leonie scowled, cheeks puffed out. "I'm looking at you. Why are you always smiling?" He could flash that polite smile at anyone, but when it cto her, he always looked so stern.
Hans looked momentarily taken aback. Gwyneth glanced between the two of them, sensing Leonie was acting a little over the top.
But then it clicked-something was definitely up with Leonie.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHans straightened up, tone earnest "Miss Everhart, if I've offended you الماء apologize. It's getting late, Miss Langford. Are you ready to head home?"
Gwyneth looked at Leonie, who was still sulking-a total contrast to the cheerful mood she'd been in while eating.
And then the pieces fell into place. From a girl's perspective, Gwyneth guessed Leonie might just have a crush-on Han's, of all people, her uncle' assistant, which was hardly the match her upper-crust family would expect. "Hmph." Leonie ignored him. Hans opened the car door for them, and the two girls climbed in.
"So, you said you found a place to stay. Where is it? Show me?" Leonie's moods shifted as quickly as clouds, and her focus was already back on Gwyneth.
It was barely nine-Greenvale's nightlife was just getting started.
Gwyneth's heart skipped a beat. If Leonie found out she'd moved into Hawthorne's house, that would be awkward, to say the least.
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