Chapter 955 Childhood Sweethearts
She noticed the way that woman looked at Nicholas was rather different. As she thought
about it, an idea suddenly came to her mind.
“Miss Muller, are you from Xerthania?” She started a conversation with Wanda. Albeit being
surprised, Wanda smiled as she answered, “Yes, I just got here today.”
“You seem close to Nicholas. Are both of you family friends?” Eunice blinked her eyes as she
asked.
Hearing that, Wanda narrowed her gaze as she looked at the curious Eunice. Wanda’s gaze
darkened, but her expression remained calm as she answered, “Something like that. My
Grandpa had known Mr. Sawyer for many years, and I used to have play dates at Nicholas’
house. On top of that, we were classmates too.” Wanda purposely made it sound like she
had a close relationship with Nicholas, and Eunice could tell she was doing that on purpose.
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It turned out that Eunice’s hunch about Wanda having feelings for Nicholas was right. As
she thought about it, she smirked because she thought that things were about to get
interesting. “Oh, so both of you are childhood sweethearts!” Eunice teased her.
Hearing that, Wanda pretended to be shy while she replied, “Not really; I attended high
school overseas. I just got back to Xerthania recently.”
“So what are you doing now?”
“I was able to start a company with Nicholas’ help.” Wanda kept mentioning Nicholas. The
sharp-witted could easily tell what Wanda’s intentions were. Truth be told, if Eunice wasn’t
trying to keep her enemy close, she would have just ignored the old woman. Just like that,
both women with ulterior motives chatted away with each other.
Soon after, they stood up hand in hand as if they were best friends while they walked
toward Tessa. “Tessa, I’ll be taking a stroll in the garden with Wanda. We’ll be back in a
short while,” Eunice informed her.
Tessa hadn’t been paying attention to them earlier and was actually surprised to see them
being that close with each other. She frowned and found it puzzling as she thought about it.
Since when did they get this close with each other?
Mona, who noticed them walking out, dashed over to Tessa and whispered, “What’s wrong
with Miss Muller? I overheard their conversation earlier on, and she couldn’t stop
mentioning about your President Nicholas.”
“Just let her be. She’s just a family friend of the Sawyer Family.” Tessa didn’t seem to be
bothered by it.
Seeing how unfazed Tessa was made Mona anxious on her behalf. “You should pay some
attention to it. Nothing good would come from those women being close to each other.”
“Don’t worry, I know what to do. On top of that, I trust Nicholas.” Tessa smiled as she knew
that Mona was just concerned about her. She soon switched the topic and asked about
Mona’s practice at Hathaway Philharmonic. “Although I’m currently not at Hathaway
Philharmonic, you can look for me if you have any questions. If I don’t know the answer to
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“Tessa, you’re the best.” She hugged her delightedly and exclaimed, “If you were a man, I’d
do anything to court you.”
Their conversation was overheard by Gregory. He had been walking past, and he became
anxious at once. “Godmother, Mommy is a female, so you cannot court her. She is also my
Daddy’s wife, so I won’t allow you to snatch Mommy away. If not, I won’t like you anymore.”
Both Tessa and Mona laughed when they heard that.
Later in the evening, the dinner had almost come to an end. Sofia then turned to look at
Tessa and asked, “Don’t you have a present for President Sawyer?”
Hearing that, everyone looked at her curiously and asked, “Tessa, what present have you
prepared?”
“I composed a new song,” Tessa responded with a smile as she stood up. With that, she
walked over to the middle of the dining room as Sebastian tactfully passed her the violin.
Soon, the room was filled with beautiful melodies and everyone was absorbed in the music.
When the song ended, there was a thunderous applause; all of them were all praises for
Tessa.
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