Chapter 476 Not a Coincidence
Of course, Jean had always been generous—ever since she and Sofia first became close
But now, she was even more generous.
Things that Sofia still considered expensive, Jean would buy without hesitation if she liked them
Honestly, Sofia had a theory-
About Jean’s background…
But it was just that–a theory.
Since it involved Jean’s privacy, if she didn’t want to talk about it, Sofia would never pry or try to force the issue.
If Jean ever wanted to open up, she would.
Either way, it wouldn’t affect their friendship.
They were real friends. No question about it.
“What’s wrong?” Jean asked softly, noticing Sofia staring at her in a daze.
Sofia snapped out of it.
She smiled and curled her lips. “Nothing. I was just really touched by what you said earlier.”
Jean smiled too.
Their smiles were pure and clear–there was something so lovely and heartwarming about the friendship between girls. Like crisp fruit and blooming flowers in midsummer, giving off a sweetness that was impossible to ignore.
After shopping, the two of them parted ways at an intersection and headed home separately.
Jean planned to take a cab, so she walked toward the nearest street corner.
Just as she pulled out her phone, a car horn sounded nearby.
Jean instinctively looked up–only to meet a pair of calm, dark eyes.
Dominic had rolled down the window halfway, revealing half of his handsome face.
“Dominic…” Jean blinked, surprised to see him and said his name without thinking.
She quickly looked around.
Once she was sure no one nearby was paying attention, she relaxed.
After all, her brother–whether it was his looks or his car–was a walking headline.
She still had to keep a low profile.
“Get in,” Dominic said softly, looking at her.
Chapter 476 Not a Coincidence.
Jean beamed and hurried over to open the door.
“What are you doing here, Dominic? Coincidence?” she asked as she buckled her seatbelt, cleanly
“Not a coincidence.” Dominic turned the wheel, pulling the car onto the main road.
“I was planning to pick you up from school. But then I heard-” He glanced sideways at her the corners of his eyes lifting with a subtle smile. “You came out here to shop, so I waited nearby to take you home.
“You must’ve been waiting forever!” Jean’s eyes widened.
“It wasn’t too bad.”
“You’re the best, Dominic,” Jean said bluntly.
Dominic didn’t reply.
He pressed his lips together, the tips of his faintly red.
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For some reason, being praised by Jean made him feel shy.
The ride home was peaceful and warm. They chatted the whole way.
Over the years, Jean’s relationship with the Ginger family had grown closer and stronger.
They treated her like real family, showered her with love–and sometimes, with indulgence.
Jean wasn’t allowed to suffer even a little. No one could speak ill of her.
If anyone did, the Ginger family would be “upset.”
Because of that, Jean had gotten a taste of what it was like to be the center of a powerful family’s love.
Even if that taste was temporary.
Even if the experience would expire soon-
Jean still wanted to hold on to it while it lasted. To cherish and reciprocate every bit of love they gave her.
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