Chapter 26

Lauren was born in the 1960s and clung to old–fashioned ideas. She believed that as long as a girl was pretty, she was set for life.

After all, we live in an era where everything is judged by appearances.

“Lauren, do you think the rich are blind and stupid? These days, a wealthy guy wants a wife who’s not only a looker but also has a top–notch education!” Harriet glanced over at Anthea, then lowered her voice to a whisper, “And Anthea’s so gorgeous, I bet she’s had a string of boyfriends. Surely she’s not a virgin anymore. Why would a rich guy want damaged goods?”

Rich folks weren’t fools!

Forget about the rich. Even Harriet wouldn’t want her son bringing home a bride with no

smarts.

Lauren frowned. “You can’t just say things like that! Anthea doesn’t seem like that sort of

person.

What was the most important thing for a person? The reputation, of course!

Sweet as pie to your face and a whole other story behind your back.” Harriet said, then quickly added, “I’m only saying

just looking at her, sensing she wasn’t the type to stay in line. And there was

should Anthea be blessed with such beauty

spoken aloud, it turned

thankfully, the universe was fair. It gave Anthea a stunning facade

Harriet’s comments were out of line. “What if Anthea is still studying? Aren’t a

she’s just filling in for Carole for a month, why work so hard? It’s clear

eyes, Anthea’s diligence was her way of brown–nosing, hoping for a

watched Anthea’s busy figure and said, “I don’t think it’s like that…

is the real deal! Lauren, if you don’t believe me, just wait and see what happens in a month.” Harriet

as ever, was oblivious to the fact that

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a hard worker, barely taking a break all evening. Lauren handed her an ice–cold Coke, “Here, Anthea, take a break

you, Lauren,” Anthea said, taking

warmed her eyes with approval at

a lot about

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