Chapter 166
The butler glanced at the two of them. “Very well. I will inform him p>
The gate closed again.
Marguerite grumbled, “George is so pretentious now p>
Theobald’s eyelid twitched, but he kept quiet.
There were probably security cameras at the gate. Marguerite could get away with saying that, but if he said anything, he might lose his funding for the next quarter. At their level, business was like a snowball rolling downhill; it always needed venture capital. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ (.)net
A few moments later, the butler returned. “Please, come in p>
Marguerite and Theobald followed him inside.
The villa had a sprawling, acre-sized garden. The lighting was dim at night, but they could still see it was meticulously cared for. A gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of flowers and grass.
She had to admit, George had done a wonderful job with the garden.
When she had lived here, it was planted exclusively with fruit trees because she loved fruit. She had once bought a cherry tree that ended up bearing crabapples the next year. She bought another cherry tree, and the year after that, it also produced crabapples. She had been so furious she reported both nurseries.
The large fountain at the entrance was still there, the water shimmering under the lights with a dreamlike beauty.
The moment she stepped onto the property, Marguerite felt a wave of relaxation wash over her. It felt like coming home. In her timeline, she had been living here just the day before yesterday.
They walked past the fountain and into the living room.
The butler announced, “Sir, your guests have arrived p>
A smooth, pleasant voice drifted down from the top of the stairs. “Good p>
Marguerite looked up.
A handsome man in a white suit stood there, silver-rimmed glasses perched on his high-bridged nose. He looked like an ethereal being who had fallen to earth, serene and untouchable.
He descended the stairs with long, graceful strides, the small beauty mark on his nose catching the light and adding a spark of life to his refined features.
“Hello, old classmate. May I have your name p>
The man’s voice was casual and languid, yet it carried the natural authority of someone in power. The lean, boyish student was completely gone.
His gaze, however, was fixed on Theobald.
Theobald shifted awkwardly, his mouth twitching. “Mr. Spencer, I’m not your classmate. My sister is p>
The man seemed to finally notice the young woman beside him. He turned to her, adjusting his glasses with one finger. “Your sister p>
He couldn’t see her clearly in the
pre-dawn darkness, but now he saw how young she was, exactly as she had been at eighteen. Same hairstyle same hair length, same eyebrows, same eyes, samemose, same mouth p>
Theobald smiled. “Yes. She just looks young for her age. She’s my older sister p>
That was the story they had to stick with in public. They couldn’t just tell people she
had time-traveled from eleven years ago.
Marguerite hadn’t expected her old
rival to have forgotten her
completely. But then again, it had been eleven years, and his life had clearly been extraordinary Building billion-dollar empire from scratch had was the stuff of novels. Sh
managed her expectations before coming, so she wasn’t disappointed.
Her head was spinning, but she
stepped forward and offered a bright smile. “Hello, I’m Marguerite. You might not remember me, but you definitely remember the 2014.
entrance exams. I was the top Scorer. You were second
George: p>
Theobald: p>
Theobald’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.
“That’s my sister, alright p>
After an introduction like that, how could anyone forget? That was probably one of the very few times in George Spencer’s life that he had ever come in second.
But would he still be willing to sell the villa now?
The usually stoic Northpine Wraith’s mouth was twitching uncontrollably.
As if a memory had been sparked, a faint smile danced in George’s eyes, softening the confusion and masking the possessive obsession that threatened to spill out.
He was about to say something when the radiant young woman suddenly swayed and fell forward.
Right into his arms.