My Arrogant Fiancée Is an All Round Genius
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Chapter 275 I picked the stars from the sky for her.

Is this what he said about not preparing a 'birthday gift"?!

Mr. Larson meant that they were all unprepared with gifts, which made his gift stand out even more!

Blake regrets it now, damn it, he was careless!

He had known early

Mya, so why did h on that Mr. Larson had ulterior motives towards

think Mr. Larson would give up such a good opportunity to perform?!

Unfortunately, he regretted it afterwards, and it was impossible for him to fully tell Myrna what Calvin had done. It's not that he didn't want to say, but mainly because he didn't have the courage... Mr. Larson, he didn't dare to provoke him.

'He could only watch helplessly as Myrna opened the brocade box, on top of which lay a seemingly ordinary stone.

He saw Myrna pick up the stone, turning it over and over for a while. Then he looked up, his eyes dark and bright, and asked, "Is this... a meteorite?"

Blake:

...

He thought it was just a piece of broken stone.

Calvin's thin lips curved, knowing that she recognized it. He

whispered, "You said you wanted the stars in the sky, but they can't be plucked. I can only give you a star that has fallen to the ground. How about it, do you like it?"

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Myrna didn't expect that the casual remark she made would be taken seriously by him, and he actually gave her a 'star' as a gift. She had an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if she owed him something. "Um, liked."

Actually, she just said it casually, but receiving a 'star' for real, probably no girl wouldn't like it.

Myrna lowered her gaze and played with the meteorite in her hand, pondering for a moment. Denise had told her earlier that she had bought a rare peacock blue diamond rough stone in Mageshore. It would be nice if it could be made into a pair of cufflinks for men. She was playing with meteorites when her phone suddenly vibrated, seemingly indicating a new message

Myrna picked up her phone and glanced at it.

Hmm, an unfamiliar number.

'The Melcester's ship.

Not many people knew her phone number, and she had installed software specifically designed to block spam messages on her phone, so the possibility of receiving spam messages was very low. She stretched her body and leaned back on the chair, picked up her phone, and glanced down.

157XXXX

When the text message was opened, it was a long paragraph.

Mya, I'm sorry for what happened today. On behalf of your mom and grandma, I apologize to you. I should also apologize to you. I have considered your sister's situation, and it was unfair for her to steal your 09:53

work and submit it for a prize. And about that child... Can you help me apologize to Mr. Larson? Please apologize to that child for me, and if they want any compensation, we are willing to cooperate. Myrna quickly read through the message and immediately knew who it was from

Luther.

Previously, all the numbers of the Stark family were blacklisted by her. It seems that she has changed to a new phone number to send messages

to them.

She lowered her eyebrows and eyes, looking as if she was hiding a nonchalant wildness. Compared to Luther's lengthy discourse, she simply replied with a concise sentence.

[MS: Stephanie, have you made up your mind yet, one leg or Hebbury College of Art?]

The message went unanswered, as if it had sunk to the bottom of the sea. She didn't pay much attention to it and placed her phone back on the table.

Luther need not bother if he still wanted to pursue her emotionally.

She and the Stark family no longer had the need to play emotional cards.

We are all adults, if we tear our faces apart, there is no need to stick them back together, because even if we do, the torn parts will still exist.

She and the Stark family were destined to be on different paths, and she no longer wanted to tolerate the people from the Stark family.