Chasing the Unexpected

Chapter 694

Seeing Valarie start to drink the smoothie, Phoebe smiled kindly. “How was today’s auction? Did you find any jewelry you liked?”

Valarie nodded. “I did! Oh, I even bought a set for you! I get it for you!”

Phoebe stopped her. “No need to do that now. You can give it to me tomorrow, Just focus on drinking the smoothie first. I came over tonight because I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“What is it?” Valarie asked.

“About tomorrow’s blind date. Remember to dress modestly. The Comstocks are quite traditional and don’t like women who are too flashy,” Phoebe reminded her.

Valarie paused, frowning at her mother. “Mom, even if I can put on an act for tomorrow, I can’t pretend forever. I think it’s better to show my true self during a blind date.”

Besides, she wasn’t a product that needed to be dressed up to meet someone else’s expectations.

“Valarie, I know you don’t want to go on this blind date… but our family isn’t what it used to be. You’re getting older, and it’s no longer about you choosing someone. It’s about others choosing you.

“A blind date is supposed to be purposeful. It’s about presenting your best self with the intention of marriage. Just trust me on this. I won’t steer you wrong,” Phoebe insisted.

Looking at her mother’s earnest expression, Valarie felt helpless and eventually nodded. “Okay, I understand.”

“Great. Then I won’t keep you. Drink your smoothie and get

rest,” Phoebe said.

After Phoebe left, Valarie glanced at the smoothie, suddenly losing her appetite.

She placed the glass back on the tray and bit her lip. As she thought about the blind date tomorrow, her mood plummeted.

Rebecca had just returned to the villa and sensed the oppressive atmosphere in the living room. She glanced toward the center of the room and saw Nathaniel’s dark, angry face.

With a calm expression, she withdrew her gaze and casually changed her shoes.

“Come here.” Nathaniel’s voice was strained with anger, and his gaze seemed to shoot fire at her.

Rebecca hesitated for a moment but slowly approached him.

Just as she reached his side, a slap landed squarely on her face.

“Idiot! Who told you to provoke Valarie and Nyla?!” Nathaniel scolded.

He had already realized that if Rebecca hadn’t overstepped her bounds and deliberately raised the bid, she wouldn’t have been set up by Valarie.

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Nathaniel’s strength was substantial, and Rebecca was knocked to the floor, a bright red palm print appearing instantly on her cheek.

She looked up at Nathaniel, her gaze filled with mockery. “Nathaniel, if you were capable, you wouldn’t be angry that I provoked someone else, nor would you hit me over 5,000,000 dollars.”

It was precisely because he was useless that he was taking out his frustrations on her.

“How dare you shift the blame onto me?” Nathaniel demanded.

He raised his hand again to strike Rebecca, but she no longer flinched in fear as she had in the past. Instead, she looked up at him defiantly.

“Go ahead, hit me! You might as well kill me! I’ve had enough of this pathetic life!” she cried.

Gazing into her furious eyes, Nathaniel hesitated, his hand frozen mid–air.

Rebecca sneered. “Useless!”

“Say that again!” Nathaniel growled.

His suppressed rage ignited once more, his eyes burning red as if he might strike her again at any

moment.

“Am I wrong? The only person you dare hit is me. The one who messed up the Preston Group is Damon, yet you won’t even confront him. You just v