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Fleur didn't seem to treat Lena as her future daughter-in-law. Instead, she appeared eager to separate Lena and
Chris immediately.
Lena wanted to laugh but refrained, fearing she might wake up the sleeping Persephone.
Lina sighed softly and said, "How can I describe my aunt? She may seem arrogant, intimidating, and self-centered,
much like Zuko's grandfather, but beneath it all, she's actually quite kind-hearted. She may have her flaws, but
considering her upbringing, they make sense."
Lena pursed her lips and smiled.
She had heard that Zuko's grandfather was the pufferfish of Southeast Asia. She couldn't help but wonder what
Fleur would look like when she was all puffed up.
Fleur came from a family of heroic men, her father being a general. Given her unique status as the only daughter
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtin her family, it was understandable that she was spoiled.
Chris had mentioned she married Marco, an elegant scholar, right after graduation. Her in-laws continued to spoil
her. Chris often said that his mother was the luckiest woman in the world, having been pampered for 50 years.
'It seems some women are simply born to be pampered,' Lena thought.
She couldn't help but feel envious of Fleur. She would be content if she could trade lives with her for just one day.
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Fleur called Lena. "Bonjour. I'm sure you have time this afternoon. Let's have a chat over coffee."
Every time Fleur spoke like that, Lena wanted to laugh. However, she held it in, deeming it impolite.
Lena arrived ten minutes early and sat by the cafe's window, casually gazing outside. Soon, she spotted Fleur's
fancy car pulling up.
Fleur got out dramatically, tossing the car keys to her bodyguard before adjusting her hat and shawl.
Lena smiled, thinking of the elderly women at tourist spots who would twirl their shawls, adding color to the sky.
"Ahem!"
Fleur had arrived while Lena was lost in her thoughts.
Lena stood up promptly and offered a slight bow.
Fleur observed her.
"You're quite punctual," she remarked, pouting as she took a seat across from Lena.
The barista personally delivered their coffee.
"You should try their Blue Mountain coffee. It's exquisite," Fleur suggested, taking a sip of her coffee and cryptically
smiling as she noticed Lena's Americano. "It seems you aren't much of a coffee connoisseur."
Lena nervously replied, "Indeed, I don't drink much coffee. I haven't had the opportunity to delve into it."
"This is a lifestyle and a passion. I'm afraid you might miss out on its pleasures."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I see..."
"Ms. Lena, I'm straightforward." Fleur continued, placing her cup down and dispelling her earlier smile.
"I'll get right to the point. I disapprove of your relationship with Chris."
"I'm aware," Lena calmly replied.
Fleur was taken aback. Lena's response caught her off guard.
It wasn't going according to her script, so how could she proceed?
'No! I can't let Lena see me falter,' Fleur thought.
She swiftly adjusted her emotions and changed her approach.
"Well, I'm glad you understand," she replied with the same flat smile. "But I won't force you two to break up. My son
is in love with you, and the more I push for a separation, the more conflict we'll have. Why would I want to upset
him? It would only strain our relationship."
"True," Lena agreed, maintaining her composure.
Fleur stared at her, feeling as though her words were hitting a soft, unyielding surface. It wasn't a pleasant
sensation.
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