She stayed long enough that Leon and Skyler inside stopped paying attention to her, not even bothering to throw her a word. Dolly was so disheartened that she had no idea what had happened to make them both so emotionally charged.
She kept calling Skyler, the phone kept ringing in Skyler’s pocket, she faltered slightly, Leon simply grabbed the phone and blacked out Dolly, which made it impossible for Dolly outside to call and ‘harass’ them.
She couldn’t find Brayden either, her whole body was in a state of panic and anxiety, and a strong fear swept her whole body.
With these strong backing, she has the capital to accomplish her dreams, but now when those she had before are gradually leaving her, she simply has little breath to chase the so-called dreams, because her loved ones, trump dreams, trump all that she wants to do.
Dreams are nothing compared to the people who love you, but is it too late for her to understand that now?
Unknowingly, a person wandered into the street, downtown as usual, the traffic, pedestrians have.
The woman at the roadside fruit stall was hawking along the street, and her business seemed to be good, with a steady stream of customers coming up to buy fruit, and she stood a little closer, as if she was in the way of others.
“Girl, can you give way, if you don’t buy anything, don’t get in the way of the people behind you.” A chubby middle-aged man lectured her.
Dolly hurriedly took a few steps back, an old lady looked at her with a curious face and asked her with a smile, “Are you wondering, there are so many fruit sellers around here, but she has the best business?”
Dolly nodded, the old lady saw Dolly willing to listen, smiled more happily: “That’s because this girl who buys fruit has a good heart, she sells fruit, cheaper and better than the nearby stores, and the taste is really conscience, every time she only earns us a little bit of small money, it is said that she is also alone with a child, because she is kind and good-looking, we all call her ‘Fruit of the West’.”
Can a person with a child live well? This thought just popped up, Dolly was surprised by her own thoughts, although her relationship with Brayden is now more strained than ever, but she also never thought of separating from Brayden ah, and, even if they are separated, with the Kirkland Family’s power, lend her ten lives, she may not be able to take Orion Kirkland away.
She stood in front of that fruit stand for a long time, she did quite want to see what this strong and self-reliant woman looked like, she had always thought that those kinds of people should just be tough women living in celebrity books.
When the crowd was a little less, she could finally see half of the woman’s body, it was a very well-built woman, her long wavy hair tied with a black hair rope very regular, she was wearing a snow-white apron, the skirt tied with a beautiful bow at the back of the waist.
When she packed the last three or four customers, she could finally sit down to rest, her tall head sitting on a narrow wooden bench looked very incongruous, at the moment, she was drinking water from a mineral water bottle craning her neck.
Dolly immediately recognized her, such exquisite and beautiful features, tall, perfect body, and her trademark long wavy hair, but it is the long-lost Leyla James.
Dolly walked up, Leyla is concentrating on drinking water, looks really thirsty to the point that even a figure standing at a distance of less than a meter and a half from her did not notice.
“I’m going to buy some apples.” Dolly said.
“Okay, you wait a moment, I’ll call … for you right away”
You? Since when did Leyla use the word “you” to others? When did her unruly nature and unbeatable temper become such a gentle and polite attitude towards others?
Leyla’s words floated in the air like a kite with a broken string the moment she saw Dolly in front of her.
“Did you come to kick me out, or are you just looking at me funny?” Though her tone was unkind, she helped Dolly pack the apples she wanted.
“Neither.” The shock of seeing her, and the thousand words that suddenly came up finally turned into these three words.
Leyla smiled and handed her the filled apple. It was a different smile than the one she had when she treated those who bought her fruit, and to her, it was the same proud smile: “One hundred.”
This is simply a lion’s share, she obviously just pretend to give her six apples only, but actually here to ask for a hundred, just heard that she does business without deception, how soon she came to hit their own face?
Dolly magic general really pulled out a pink bill from her wallet and handed it to her, Leyla really did not look for her money, as if it was very much deserved.
Just as Dolly took the bag with the fruit, she heard Leyla say, “My best friend is here, so of course I have to buy you coffee.”
Dolly did not refuse, Leyla took it as a tacit agreement, she put away her fruit stall, while greeting the grandmother next to her, while not forgetting Dolly: “Grandma, I have to go out with my best friend today, I will not set up the stall today, if someone comes to ask, you can tell him so!”
She also deliberately put the good bosom friend to aggravate the tone, put in the past, Dolly simply feel like throwing up, but today, she sounded surprisingly did not have any feeling, as if they have always been good bosom friend such a normal relationship.
“Dolly, where do you think we should go and sit, I’ll treat you, should we go to sweet time, or color house?” The two places she mentioned are both fancy places where City M’s upper-class people meet their guests.
Dolly seldom go, but more or less ear and some, that kind of place … Dolly looked at Leyla who was organizing her fruit stall, only suitable for being Missy Leyla, and not for this Leyla who sells fruits.
“Why don’t I treat you?” I don’t know where the feeling of superiority comes from, she thinks her salary is more or less higher than Leyla’s, and this time, she should also pay for it.
She didn’t know that what she thought was transposition, what she thought was ‘thoughtfulness’, in Leyla’s eyes, was utter contempt for her, unintentionally deliberately putting herself on a level with people like her, a mockery of her and disdain from her bones.