Better Life Without You. novel Chapter 141

On the bus to school, she sat in the back and watched a girl who was scanning the news that William Walton had clarified the scandal between Miranda and him.

The corner of her lips lifted slightly as she turned her head to look out the window.

Just now, at the entrance of the coffee shop, when they were separating, Amy asked her: "Laura, why did you help me?"

At that time, Laura did not reply, but only faintly smiled.

However, she herself knew clearly that she was helping Amy because she just didn't want a second Elizabeth Green to appear in this world.

Humans lived for themselves, but both her mother and Amy seemed to have always lived for others.

For the sake of others, they could sacrifice their own bodies.

For the sake of others, they could disregard their own feelings.

For the sake of others, they could endure humiliation that no one could endure.

However, even though these people were their most loved ones, they shouldn't do that. Because that was unfair for themselves.

There were too many ways to protect her own relatives and take care of them. She didn't want Amy to be like her mother, who did the wrong thing again and again.

In the afternoon, she got off work and went out to the car which William Walton had sent to pick her up.

At first, she thought that this car would probably go back to the Walton family Villa.

But when she saw that the car had passed by a fork in the road leading to the Walton family Villa, she asked curiously: "Where are we going?"

"Miss Green, the boss only said that he wanted me to bring you to C Studio."

"C Studio?" She was wondering, wasn't that the same place that made her dress up like a flower last time, only to be mocked by William Walton?

The driver didn't have much information, so it wasn't good for her to ask.

When the car had just arrived at the studio's door, the boss personally came out to bring her into the studio.

When she entered the room, she discovered that William Walton was no longer there.

However, it was the boss of the Studio who said: "Miss Green, please take a seat. The formal attire has been prepared, we will put on makeup and go to the banquet."

To the banquet?

She sat down passively, took out her phone and called William Walton.

When the call connected, she asked gently: "William Walton, what the hell are you doing again, what kind of banquet is it?"

"A small gathering organized by the old man at home. You better dress yourself prettily."

"You don't even discuss it with me?"

"Will the result change after discussion? In any case, if you are willing to go, you go. Even you are unwilling, I will still let you come. "

She pursed her lips and said, "You are annoying."

She hung up.

The boss standing aside could not help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

This was the first time he saw someone dare to speak to Mr. Walton in such a manner.

The two words William Walton, had never been called out by anyone before.

It seemed this young lady wasn't simple. He had to be careful around her.

He personally went to get a gray peony embroidered attire.

"Miss Green, Mr. Walton specially chose this attire for you."

"Did Mr. Walton choose this?" She was surprised. "He came here before?"

"The last time we dressed for you, Mr. Walton had booked this attire from a famous French attire designer. Half a month ago, the attire was delivered to our shop and it has been stored in the glass cabinet at the back.

After a few minutes, someone knocked on the window and opened the door for her.

When she turned to look at him, she saw that it was William Walton.

When she got out of the car, his gaze, like a scanner, swept up and down her body, making her uncomfortable.

She frowned and said unhappily, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

William Walton moved closer to her ear and said. "I want to hide you from others."

This woman's body had curves. Why did she look so beautiful all the time?

She slanted at him. "You were the one who picked these clothes, don't pity me."

William Walton lightly tapped her forehead with his finger: "What the hell are you thinking, I'm praising you."

She looked at him, "It was your choice of clothes. Even I look ugly, you should at least try to keep on praising me."

"Why are you so unconfident? You look very dignified in these clothes. "

When she saw the certainty in his eyes, she blushed. "Where are we?"

William Walton hugged her waist immediately: "This is the home of the old man I was talking about. Hhe is my good brother Peter Burke 's grandfather. He is someone who has fought for the country and has great authority in Philadelphia. He is the highest-ranking officer in this city."

When she heard this, she felt deep veneration for him in her heart.

He rang the doorbell, and the old butler came out and ushered the two into the villa.

Walking along the winding stone steps for more than ten meters, they finally arrived at a courtyard that was covered with grass.

There were already many people in the courtyard, noisily socializing with each other.

Although she didn't know who the old man was, she was the first to notice John Anderson and his family within the crowd.

She was surprised that they were here.