NovelOnlineChapter 225: Chapter 225: Not Coming Back Anymore
"Confiscated." Edward Stephens turned off the smartphone right in front of Daisy Ginger and inevitably slipped it
into his own coat pocket.
"Hey, you..." Daisy Ginger watched his actions, panicked, and couldn't help but reach out to grab it, only to have
her wrist caught and pulled by the man.
Now, Daisy Ginger found herself in a predicament—neither able to break away nor stay put—feeling somewhat
annoyed, she looked up at Edward Stephens. He was gazing straight ahead, leading her forward, speaking in a
casual tone, "Like what you see?"
"Hideous."
Edward Stephens smirked slightly, glanced at her, "Then why do you like it so much?"
"..." Narcissist.
With her phone confiscated, Daisy Ginger had no choice but to put aside replying to messages and resignedly let
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe man hold her hand and lead her to the car.
Edward Stephens placed a bunch of miscellaneous items he was carrying on the backseat, then got into the
driver's seat and set up the navigation.
"Let's have slunch first, then go hand take a nap. Tomorrow we have to meet Nicholas Woods. Free up
the next couple of days; let Oliver Ruhandle the company."
He nonchalantly planned out her next two days.
Daisy Ginger crossed her arms and raised her chin, "Since you're so capable, why don’t you manage the
company for me?"
Does he know how many deals she'd lose out on by not going to the company for a day, how much money she'd
stand to lose?
Edward Stephens turned the car around, his tone icy, "This amount of money isn’t even worth my attention."
How arrogant.
Daisy Ginger stomped hard on his foot, and Edward Stephens let out a light "hiss," gripping the steering wheel,
"Don’t fool around."
After having a hearty meal at a nearby Cantonese restaurant, Daisy Ginger fussed about going back to Ginger
Residence to get sthings.
Edward Stephens was unsure what she needed but said nothing, taking a turn towards Ginger Residence.
When Daisy Ginger entered, the household staff seemed surprised to see her and were a beat slow in their
movements to greet her.
The house exuded a strange smell, and although it was her hfor many years, it inexplicably felt like an
unfamiliar place.
"Miss, you're back." The butler, receiving the news, hurried over, bowing and scraping to serve her. "Have you
had lunch? What would you like to eat? I'll ask the chef to prepare it."
Edward Stephens could tell that everyone in the Ginger house was a bit afraid of Daisy Ginger, attending to her
with cautious diligence.
"I'm just grabbing something and will leave." Daisy Ginger’s tone was extremely aloof as she pushed aside the
servant blocking her path and headed upstairs.
Once she left, the servants in the living room visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Though Daisy Ginger was assertive, she never did anything to anyone; it was unclear why these people were so
afraid of her.
Edward Stephens glanced a few times at this group of Ginger household staff, masked his expression, and
followed in Daisy Ginger’s steps, accompanying her upstairs.
Daisy Ginger went straight to her bedroom, opened the door, and started rummaging around inside.
Edward Stephens leaned against the doorway, watching her search through drawers and pull out a lot of things
that, to him, looked like junk.
An old photo album with a yellowing cover—the one she hadn't let him see before; a faded brown plush teddy
bear that looked well-loved but had been kept very clean; and a wine-red lighter, appearing new and barely
used.
She tucked the lighter into her pocket, then hugged the teddy bear and photo album, turned around with
satisfaction, and said to Edward Stephens at the door, "Let's go. | won't be coming back again."
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