Chapter 145: 102: Ancestor and grandson
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Just as expected, the thing that made Luther instantly smitten must have been her face.
This kind of behavior was too superficial in the end.
Who knows when Luther will finally grow up!
Seeing Trevor’s expression, Luther felt somewhat speechless and said,
“Cousin, you’re too hypocritical. We should be honest about our preferences! Put yourself in my shoes, would you want a very ugly girl if I introduced you to one?”
“Inner beauty is more important,” Trevor looked up at Luther.
Beauty comes from the heart.
Although Elizabeth was not the type who looked stunningly beautiful, she gave off a particularly comfortable vibe at first glance.
On the contrary, even if a gold-digging woman like Viola had the appearance of a fairy descending from the heavens, Trevor wouldn’t spare her a single glance.
Luther continued, “Not only is the girl I met today beautiful, I’m sure she has a good heart too. She’s unlike any other girl I’ve ever met.”
“Did you take your Tuatara out today?” Trevor asked counteractively.
Trevor laughed and said, “What else do you expect would happen when picking up girls with a Tuatara?”
The Tuatara was worth millions, and whoever could afford it must be wealthy or noble.
Any girl with an eye for value would go all out to make a special impression on Luther, leaving an unforgettable mark on him.
It was clear that the girl had succeeded.
At this moment, Luther was already smitten beyond reason.
“No, no, cousin, you misunderstand,” Luther continued to explain, “That girl is really different from all the others I’ve met before. When I asked her for her WhatsApp, she said she had a boyfriend already, and she doesn’t keep spare tires. ”
“Would a good girl actively mention that she doesn’t keep backups?” Trevor questioned in return.
A good girl wouldn’t even know what a backup was.
When talking about backups once, Elizabeth had a surprised look on her face and admitted that she couldn’t keep up with the times. She had always assumed that “spare tires” referred to spare car tires.
Luther was mostly good.
His character was fine, abilities were fine, it was just that his ability to judge women wasn’t particularly good.
Through the years, he had had one girlfriend after another.
He was the complete opposite of Trevor.
“I was the one who mentioned backups,” seeing that Trevor had misunderstood his love interest, Luther became very anxious, “Cousin, trust me. she’s really different from the other girls.”
“There are very few good girls in this world, just be cautious and don’t get deceived,” Trevor replied.
As his cousin, Trevor of course hoped that Luther would find true love.
However, true love for adults seemed too elusive, like water vapor in the air.
Impossible to grasp or touch.
“Who says good girls are scarce?” Although Luther revelled in the company of numerous women, he never believed that there were no good girls in the world.
It was just difficult to find a girl who shared the same worldview as him.
“How many good girls have you met?” Trevor asked in return.
Luther replied, “They were all decent girls, it’s just that we pursued different things.”
Trevor gave a helpless laugh. “How many of them weren’t after your money?”
Every single one of them.
Instead of answering directly, Luther looked at Trevor and asked, “What about
When the conversation reached this point, he paused and continued, “Cousin, with your sharp eye, what kind of girl do you want in the future?”
By Trevor’s standards, his future girlfriend would definitely be all-rounded.
Luther was very curious about Trevor’s preferences.
“I haven’t thought about it yet,” Trevor replied.
A real man should establish a career before starting a family.
At this point, Trevor just wanted to get Su Corporation listed as soon as possible.
That way, he would have the courage to stand before Elizabeth.
Luther narrowed his eyes, clearly not believing Trevor’s words.
However, he didn’t ask further and went on, “You can continue with your work, I’ll go downstairs and chat with Grandma for a while.”
“Go ahead,” Trevor nodded.
Luther went downstairs.
Mrs. Sherman was listening to an opera performance.
Mrs. Sherman followed along, singing the verses.
Luther went up to her.
“Why didn’t you chat with Trevor some more?” Mrs. Sherman asked.
Without waiting for Luther’s response, Mrs.. Sherman continued, “Is it because you two have no common language? Don’t worry, even I don’t have much to say to that stinking brat now!”