Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Starry drove herself over to the Pearson residence. Lilly watched from the balcony as her car drove away until it was gone, pursed her lips, and turned around and went downstairs.

"Grandma."

Lilly walked to the second floor and saw the snacks sitting on the table at a glance.

Martha was leaning over to take a snack to a small plate, and then handed it to old Mrs. Pearson: "Frances, try it, it's specially made for you by Miss Bradley."

old Mrs. Pearson always likes Starry's snacks, and knowing that they are made by Starry brings an extra smile to her face.

old Mrs. Pearson took the small plate and glanced at Lilly: "Doesn't Lilly like snacks too?"

Lilly does like snacks, but she doesn't like Starry's snacks.

What happened last time is still fresh in my mind and Lilly is stuck in her throat.

But because of old Mrs. Pearson, Lilly reached for a piece and put it in her mouth.

I have to say, Starry's snacks are really delicious.

This time and the last time, the taste of the dim sum was much more refreshing than outside.

Sweet but not overwhelming.

That's probably how it feels.

Lilly swallowed the snack inside her mouth and swallowed what she was going to say.

Forget it, she also has no evidence, or not to say.

Lilly took a sip of water and was going to eat a piece and leave, but when she saw old Mrs. Pearson and Martha chatting and no one paying attention to her, she couldn't resist taking another piece of the snack.

She hadn't eaten much at lunch and was justifiably too hungry at the moment.

Starry returned to the cottage just before five o'clock. She changed her clothes and prepared to cook dinner.

The weather has been nice for the past few days and her appetite is all the better for it.

At 8:00 p.m., Wyatt called to remind her to leave at 8:00 a.m. tomorrow.

We met last week to talk about skiing, and Wyatt arranged for it.

In April, Araria City is naturally no snow to see, but Wyatt's friends have spent a lot of money to build an artificial ski resort, Araria City many people go to play.

Ski resort in a hot spring lodge inside, skiing, hot springs and other leisure activities are available, opened two years, is quite hot.

Izabella had asked Starry out once before, but Starry was working on the ending of her new book at that time, so she declined. Thinking about it, Starry couldn't help but think of Izabella, "Wyatt, do you mind if I bring someone?"

"You bring as many people as you can in multiple lines."

Starry smiled a little, "You know her too, Izabella. but she's not always available, I'll call and ask her." "OK, just give me a heads up on FaceBook if she's coming."

"Good."

Hanging up the phone, Starry called Izabella.

Izabella has been quite busy during this time and the two have been chatting less on FaceBook.

Izabella was a little surprised to receive a call from Starry: "Starry?"

Through the phone, Starry could feel Izabella's joy, she curled her lips a little: "Izabella, I'm going skiing with my friends tomorrow, do you want to join me?" Izabella has been busy for half a month and is just free, she had planned to take a day off tomorrow and then come over to Starry's side to eat and drink. Now when she heard Starry's invitation, she didn't even think about it and said she would go: "Your friend won't mind, right?"

"I asked him, and he doesn't mind."

Starry said, after a pause, "By the way, you know it too, Wyatt."

"O Mr. Matthews!"

Izabella paused for a moment: "Starry, is this a friend, or a boyfriend?"

Starry gave a rare laugh, "It's a friend."

"Then it looks like Mr. Matthews has some work to do."

For Izabella's misunderstanding, Starry does not want to explain so much, what is going on anyway, she will talk to her tomorrow.

"We leave tomorrow at eight, I'll pick you up at your door with him then, and you bring some lodging supplies, we're going to spend the night there tomorrow." "Okay, I know, I have to go to bed early tonight then!"

"Okay then, I'll hang up now, see you tomorrow, Izabella."

"See you tomorrow See you tomorrow, my big beautiful girl!"

Izabella gave her several kisses across the phone and Starry laughed and hung up the phone.

Her eyes fell on the medicine box on the coffee table, and she pursed her lips slightly.

Tomorrow should, no need to bring medicine.

Probably expecting something, Starry fell asleep after ten o'clock.

The next day she woke up before the alarm clock went off.

It's been a long time since I've slept this well, and Starry could clearly feel that she was in a completely different state the previous few months.

She had packed her bags last night, got up in the morning, made breakfast, and waited for Wyatt to come over.

At 7:30, Wyatt rang the doorbell downstairs on time.

Starry dragged her small suitcase, she also packed two additional breakfasts, she also made some extra when she made snacks yesterday, she packed them all. Starry walks out of the villa and sees a man standing next to Wyatt.

"Starry."

Wyatt took the suitcase from Starry's hand while introducing, "Ryan Beck." "Hello, Miss Bradley."

The man's voice was warm and gentle, and he looked civilized and elegant.

"Mr. Beck."

Starry nodded a little and handed up the two breakfasts in his hand, "Have you guys had breakfast yet?"

Wyatt came back from putting his suitcase away, "Coincidentally, I just didn't eat."

Starry smiled a little, "Then you guys eat and we'll go over to Izabella's."

Wyatt took the breakfast and handed one to Ryan: "She's a good cook, try it."

Ryan smiled at Starry, "Thanks Miss Bradley."

"You're welcome."

Starry took out his phone and sent a message to Izabella to remind her to have some breakfast.

Wyatt finished his breakfast before he remembered this, "Starry, do you have a breakfast for Miss Baxter?"

Starry held up the snacks he was carrying in his hand, "It's okay, I brought some more snacks, she'll be fine with these."

"Sorry, I was the one who ate Miss Baxter's breakfast."

Ryan, who had just finished wiping his lips on the side, heard their conversation and spoke up.

Starry looked over at him, "Mr. Beck don't mind, Izabella will be home for breakfast."

After they finished their breakfast, Starry suggested going over to the Baxter residence.

"Let's go then, let's go over and pick up Miss Baxter first."

The three of them got into the car and started to go over to the Baxter residence.

Dillon worked late last night until after twelve o'clock and heard Izabella's movement early in the morning. He was so disturbed that he couldn't sleep and had to come downstairs from his room and looked at Izabella who was dragging her suitcase: "What are you doing, going on a business trip?"

Izabella gave him a blank look, "Brother, what kind of eyesight do you have, do I look like I'm going on a business trip with this outfit?"

Dillon yawned and looked Izabella up and down, "Oh, who are you meeting to play?"

"Starry ah! Let's go skiing!"

Dillon was too sleepy, yawning one after the other, "Just the two of you going skiing?"

"No, there's Wyatt and his friends! Gee, Mr. Matthews is chasing Starry pretty hard, if it were me, I would have been overwhelmed!"

Dillon was much less sleepy when he heard her say that, "You mean Wyatt asked Starry to go skiing?" "Yeah, what's the problem? Brother, what is your reaction? Is it hard that you also want to chase Starry?"

Dillon patted her on the head, "Where are you guys going skiing?"

"Just the Myora Manor that opened the year before last."

As we speak, Izabella's cell phone rings.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going skiing, bye~"

Izabella said as she ran off with her suitcase in tow.