Chapter 68: Small Details in Life 2 Chapter 68: Small Details in Life 2 Victoria Garcia quietly consumed a large bowl of fish slice porridge, admitting that Aunt Taylor’s culinary skills had improved significantly.
She called each of her sisters to inquire about their holiday schedules.
Victoria glanced at the date, the exam was the day after tomorrow.
No matter what happened, the exam had to be taken; although her scores had always been good, she had been busy recently and hadn’t reviewed many lessons.
Thus, she found the textbook for the exam the day after tomorrow and prepared to review the key points.
Aunt Taylor came out of the kitchen and told her, “Miss Garcia, the sun is so nice outside, you can review on the terrace, Young Master has built a greenhouse there.”
Victoria smiled, revealing the small dimple at the corner of her mouth, and replied, “Aunt Taylor, just call me Victoria from now on.”
Hearing Victoria say this, Aunt Taylor smiled and agreed, “Okay, then you hurry to the terrace to revise; if you want to eat something, just tell me.”
Victoria agreed, and then took her book to the terrace.
Basking in the sun and dispelling bad luck is always a good thing.
Arnold Johnson’s villa had three floors, and Victoria and Arnold lived on the second floor.
Occasionally, Victoria would stay on the third floor.
Above the third floor was a terrace, but she had never been up there.
As she slowly walked up and pushed the door open, she saw a semi-enclosed terrace.
-The scene in front of her was dazzling.
Large patches of Red Camellias were in full bloom and very dazzling.
They were red, fiery red…
There were also white and pink ones.
Upon walking in, Victoria found that the temperature and humidity here were suitable.
There was a wooden pathway in the middle of the flowers, and she thought that it would be comfortable to walk on it barefoot.
To the left was an open space with a table and two chairs; lying on a chair and reading a book, or listening to music…
Spending an entire day like this made her feel calm and warm inside.
She truly loved days like this.
Here, among the flowers, leaves, and sunshine, the cold of winter could not affect their growth.
On this day, Victoria led a fulfilling and warm life.
The only tiny regret was that Arnold Johnson didn’t show up before Victoria went to bed.
In the middle of the night, the cold wind came again, causing the tree branches to creak.
But indoors, it was as warm as spring, with no sense of the cold outside.
Arnold Johnson got out of his car with a hint of fatigue on his face.
As he gently stepped, trying not to disturb her, he stepped barefoot on the carpet and gazed at her peaceful sleeping face, with tenderness in his eyes like sticky honey that wouldn’t dissolve.
He watched her quietly for a long time before exiting her room.
Walking to the French Window in the living room, he took out his phone and made a call.
“Get that matter of the Third Young Master Collins taken care of as soon as possible.”
“Don’t worry, Brother Johnson, I won’t let anyone see through it.”
Arnold Johnson hung up and dialed another number.
“The person I asked you to find for me, you can start bringing them in now.” Arnold’s voice was very low, but it still stood out in the quiet night.
“Chairman Johnson, do you want them to arrive before or after the New Year?” his special assistant Keith Lee asked on the other end.
Arnold Johnson thought for a moment before saying, “After the New Year.”