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The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

Chapter 955 - 982: Mia Ginger Returns (8)
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Chapter 955: Chapter 982: Mia Ginger Returns (8)

Mia Ginger put her phone away, and when she looked up again, her eyes widened in surprise as she blurted out, "Wren King."

"What?" Koa Jackson was taken aback.

"Isn’t she the second lead? I didn’t notice her outside just now, she’s my classmate," seeing Koa Jackson’s puzzled expression, she continued to explain, "She’s in the same dormitory as me, same class, before I went abroad, she took part in a web drama, oh yes, cough cough, just that one, ’Thirty-Six Strategies of Heart Attack Beauty.’"

"Keep your distance from her," Koa Jackson regained his composure and said softly.

He rarely watched TV and had no interest in celebrity gossip, but he still knew about Wren King.

’Heart Attack Beauty’ has been a hit online for half a year, with poorly made sets and props, random melodramatic plots, and the acting relentlessly mocked by netizens. Naturally, as the female lead making her debut in the film industry, Wren King rose to fame effortlessly.

The previous bed picture incident was also dug up, her fame soared for a while, and she appeared on a variety show.

The result—

Her tearful complaints on the show made her popular again.

In the office, a few young doctors occasionally chatted about her; he’d heard enough to know that Wren King had a nickname, "Little White Flower."

Anyway, there are all kinds of things said about her online, and more people dislike her than like her.

Yet—

The more she was scolded, the more opportunities she had to appear in public.

In two years, even someone like him who rarely pays attention to the entertainment circle knew of her.

With such a bad reputation, Koa Jackson naturally didn’t want Mia Ginger to have too much interaction with her.

Thinking of her, it’s inevitable to think of Blair Chester.

Koa Jackson pondered for a moment and said softly, "Also, keep some distance from that Blair Chester in your dormitory."

"Blair Chester?"

In the past two years, Mia Ginger hadn’t heard much news about Blair Chester, only occasionally contacted classmates and knew she’s lukewarm in the modeling circle. At this moment, hearing Koa Jackson suddenly bring her up, she paused and asked softly, "Is she still entangled with Caiden Ward?"

Could it be...a forced marriage due to pregnancy?

Koa Jackson glanced at her, "No, it has nothing to do with Kari. She intervened in Justin Leaf’s family, President Leaf."

Justin Leaf?

An e-commerce giant.

Mia Ginger thought of him quickly, more surprised, "He’s over forty years old."

Koa Jackson: "Yeah."

Mia Ginger suddenly had nothing to say.

Justin Leaf also had a residence in Cloudy Capital, Koa Jackson couldn’t be considered close to him, yet with his indifferent personality, knowing such gossip meant it must have been quite a stir, and indeed true.

Mia Ginger nodded, "Well, my relationship with them wasn’t close anyway."

Koa Jackson was merely reminding her. Hearing her say that still made him feel relieved, he squeezed her hand in his palm.

’Lover’s Knot’ has a perfect ending, yet from start to finish, it carried a rather melancholic tone. Mia Ginger was concerned with chatting with Koa Jackson, watched for quite a while, but didn’t make much sense of it, only remembered a scene of Wren King seducing the male lead ambiguously, crying and laughing at the same time.

A little past midnight, the film finished.

The lights came on, and she and Koa Jackson went out, slightly slower than others, falling behind.

As they reached the exit, a young lady came toward them with a huge bouquet of roses.

It was indeed a large bouquet, drawing curious glances and admiring murmurs from passing customers, Mia Ginger’s gaze fell on the bouquet as well, and then the girl stopped in front of Koa Jackson.

"Are you Mr. Jackson, here’s your flowers."

The young lady smiled politely, handing the flowers to Koa Jackson, and Mia Ginger noticed the badge on her chest.

"Thank you." Koa Jackson took the flowers, signed the card, and handed it back to her.

The girl looked at it and left smiling.

Mia Ginger was a bit stunned.

Koa Jackson embraced her, placed the whole bouquet in her arms, and with a smile said, "Happy holiday."

"Thank you." Mia Ginger was still in a dazed state.

Koa Jackson pinched her face, "Come on, let’s have a meal first."

"When did you order the roses?" Mia Ginger looked down, found there were twenty-seven, feeling even sweeter, as if soaked in honey, and asked him curiously with a flushed face.

"When you were buying the tickets." Koa Jackson looked down at her, seeing her rosy cheeks, he felt happy too.

There were quite a few restaurants downstairs.

They had a meal, and Koa Jackson was running a bit short on time.

Mia Ginger drove him to the hospital entrance, turned a corner at the intersection, and went to find Aurora Cooper.

It took about an hour on the way.

She parked the car below the Amamda Group building, checked the side and rearview mirrors, turned off the engine and got out of the car with peace of mind.

She hadn’t walked far when she heard a slightly surprised male voice, "Mia Ginger?"

Mia Ginger turned her head and looked over, a bit surprised as well, smiled and said, "Good afternoon, instructor."

Dallas Taylor chuckled, "What time is it now, and you still call me that?"

"It’s not possible to call you by your name directly, calling you President Taylor doesn’t make you happy either, then what do I call you?"

"You’ve really grown up," Dallas Taylor suggested, "You can call me Brother Taylor."

Mia Ginger: "..."

She looked innocent, Dallas Taylor glanced at her a few more times, simply changed the topic and asked, "When did you come back?"

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