Chapter 802: 251: Her Terrifying Strength!_2
“Miss Simons, you’re too polite.”
“Polite? You’re all about the same age as Viola. It feels like you’re all my daughters.”
When they left the Tiarks Clan’s residence, they all took plenty of tasty treats.
There were fruits and other snacks.
“Thank you, Miss Simons!”
Mrs. Zacks smiled brightly, keen on maintaining a good relationship with these young ladies. Who knows, maybe they’d introduce a potential match to Mr. White someday.
All three young ladies were students at prestigious universities, so it was also beneficial to expand their social network.
Since both Diana Hershey and Fiona Knight were at Capital University and were heading in the same direction, Mrs. Zacks arranged for the driver to drop them off.
Rachel Barton had gone home for the holidays, and her residence was in the opposite direction of Capital University.
Mrs. Zacks turned to Mr. White, “Ninth, are you passing Rachel’s place on your way back?”
“Hmm.” Mr. White nodded.
Mrs. Zacks continued, “Then you might as well take Viola back.”
Upon hearing the response, Rachel froze for a moment, casting a sidelong glance at Mr. White.
The thought of sharing a car ride with Mr. White quickened her heartbeat again.
Mrs. Zacks continued to caution, “Be careful on the road, drive safely.”
Mr. White made his way to the passenger side, calling out to Rachel, “Rachel.”
Was Mr. White calling for her?
Mr. White had personally opened the car door for her.
Rachel felt surprisingly flattered.
After all, this was the man she had feelings for.
She was stunned for a moment, then made her way over and sat in the car, “Thank you, uncle.”
“You’re welcome.” Mr. White also got into the car, reminding Rachel, “Fasten your seat belt.”
But it was a pleasant voice.
It was exactly the kind of voice Rachel loved.
“Alright.” Rachel looked down to fasten her seat belt.
Just then, Mrs. Zacks came over with a large bag of stuff. “Ninth, I’ve packed some food for you. Can you open the trunk for me?”
Since it was food, Mr. White naturally wouldn’t refuse.
He proceeded to open the trunk.
Mrs. Zacks put the items in, again reminding Mr. White to drive carefully. She also repeatedly asked Rachel to visit more frequently.
Rachel smiled and nodded.
If she hadn’t heard Mrs. Zacks’ previous conversation, she would have thought that Mrs. Zacks was very fond of her…
It was all her wishful thinking.
“Let’s go, sis.” Mr. White turned to Mrs. Zacks.
Mrs. Zacks nodded, “Let’s go.”
Mr. White started the car and pulled away.
The two of them remained silent all the way, the car was very quiet.
Rachel wanted to say something, but every time she opened her mouth, she swallowed her words.
The car was moving fast.
Yet Rachel hoped it was slower, even slower.
She didn’t have many such opportunities.
The car arrived at the entrance of her residential area.
Mr. White rolled down his window, “This is the place, right?”
“Hmm, yes, this is the place.” Rachel quickly realized and unfastened her seat belt, “Thank you for tonight, uncle.”
With her heart racing, Rachel held herself together, “I should go now. Drive safely, uncle.”
“Hmm.” Mr. White rolled up the window and drove away.
Looking in the direction of the departing car, with Mrs. Zacks’ words echoing in her ears, Rachel couldn’t quite articulate her feelings.
“Stop talking nonsense! Where is Rachel suitable for your uncle?…”
For a moment, Rachel couldn’t figure out, where exactly she and Mr. White were unsuitable for each other.
Was it their family backgrounds?
But Mrs. Zacks always insisted that Mr. White didn’t care about family backgrounds when choosing a wife.
Apart from their family backgrounds, Rachel really couldn’t think of any reason why she and Mr. White would be unsuitable for each other.
A moment later, Rachel let out a soft sigh, her eyes slightly reddened.
Just then, a familiar voice came from nearby, “Rachel!”
Rachel turned around to see it was Dolores Frieman.
Dolores Frieman jogged over, “Rachel, when did you get back?”
Dolores Frieman continued, “I bought some fish and prawns. You must be hungry, right? Let’s go, I’ll cook for you.”
“I’m not hungry,” Rachel said with a smile. “I just had supper at my friend’s house.”
“Oh.” Dolores Frieman nodded.
Dolores Frieman then asked, “By the way, Rachel, why haven’t I seen you with Miss Thompson lately?”
Rachel replied, “Viola is still in military training.”
“No wonder,” Dolores Frieman appeared to recall something. “I heard that Miss Thompson got into Capital University, is that correct?”