A young girl in her twenties could rely on her own abilities and not rely too much on her family's power to make a huge profit legally.
This way, she could quickly build up her confidence in making money, resist the temptation of money, and reduce the possibility of making mistakes. This was actually similar to some of Luke's methods.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Luke looked at Elena and smiled. Judging from Lindsay's actions, it didn't seem hard to make an artist rich.
He whispered into her ear, "Don't worry. It's still time for you to accumulate knowledge. I believe you'll hold an art exhibition one day. Also, that Monroe is already forty, right? "
Elena was happy at first, but then she couldn't help but laugh and hit him gently. "Nonsense. Monroe is only thirty. He's not as old as you say."
Margaret, the little widow who was a little adorable, echoed, "That's right. He's our senior. He only graduated a few years ago."
Compared with Lindsay, Luke's attitude toward Margaret was much more casual. He said with a smile, "There's nothing I can do about it. The world is just that unfair. He's aging prematurely. He's not like you, who gets younger the older he gets. Elena can't learn from him. "
Margaret smiled happily. "Ah, is that so? You think so too? "
Luke was stunned. "Too?"
Margaret said, "Haley often says that. She even says that she envies me for being like this."
Elena burst out laughing and buried her face in Luke's shoulder as her body trembled.
Luke barely managed to keep the muscles on his face from twitching. He slowly opened his mouth to give a reasonable smile. "Well, everyone agrees on your merits."
Elena's body trembled even faster when she heard that. She could no longer hold back her laughter as it burst out from her mouth.
Margaret was at a loss. "Elena, why are you suddenly laughing so happily? Did you think of something funny? "
Elena shook her head in pain. She felt as if someone had flipped a switch on her and couldn't hold back her laughter.
She couldn't control her laughter at the thought of Margaret's smug expression just now.
This silly child. She was clearly saying that you're getting more and more childish as you live, and you're still laughing like an idiot! Elena complained inwardly.
Most importantly, Margaret's usual catchphrase was "I've already grown up", just like a primary school student telling an adult "I'm already in second grade".
Elena couldn't help but compare the two.
Unaware that she had become a source of amusement, the silly Margaret continued chatting with Luke and Selina about her life.
Her range of activities was very small. These things were either related to her sister or the teachers and classmates in school.
She also possessed some of the qualities of an artist — a terrible lack of social knowledge in her brain, and a lack of desire to learn.
Unfortunately, she was very lucky. Many unfortunate events inexplicably turned into comedies or farces in her eyes.
For example, there was a classmate who wanted to pursue her. In the end, she gave him a rose as a prop for the whole class to sketch. She even thanked the unlucky guy sincerely.
Another example was a teacher who wanted to use private lessons as an excuse to seduce this innocent and beautiful young widow. In the end, she thought that the teacher was dedicated to his job and called a few students to attend a small lesson together.
The students were well aware of her innocence, and immediately knew what the teacher was up to. They decisively stirred up trouble and even helped her sue the teacher. The perverted teacher was quickly fired.
Of course, Margaret didn't know the truth herself.
But Elena knew a lot. With a few words and a few hints, Luke realized that something was wrong, and found it quite funny.
This … seemed to be a woman of destiny.
She had married William, a gangster, when she was still in college, but he truly liked her.
Then, William had been unlucky enough to mess with Rebecca, and he was immediately killed. A huge inheritance fell into Margaret's hands.
She had only been in this new school for half a year, but many of her classmates had already become her protectors. She also had a shrewd sister, Haley, who had been protecting her.
Just like that, she lived happily and quietly. She was the model of a winner in life.
After chatting for a while, it was getting late. The three of them got up and said goodbye to Lindsay.
Margaret obediently called Haley and told her that Luke and Elena would send her home before she was allowed to leave the art exhibition.
Haley didn't trust her to go out on her own without someone she could trust.
It wasn't that Margaret had a strange sense of direction, but that she trusted others too easily, and might end up being abducted.
Luke and Selina dutifully sent the hundred-pound child home before they went downstairs.
Margaret tossed her bag aside and kicked off her high heels. She ran to the window and watched the Ford drive away. She was a little reluctant to leave. "Sigh, it's so fun to be with them. I really want to stay with them a little longer."
Unfortunately, Haley had specifically warned her not to disturb Luke and Elena's private world.
Marguerite was just naive, not really stupid.
She knew that it was already good enough that Luke had spent more than two hours with her, a single dog, on this holiday.
Many couples would spend the whole day together and not even leave the house.
She suddenly felt a little envious. "Sigh, I really want a boyfriend. It's best if he's gentle, handsome, and strong … "
As she said that, Luke's figure couldn't help but appear in her mind, and he overlapped with the person in her imagination.
For a moment, she stood barefoot in front of the window and didn't move for a long time.
Click.
The door opened, and Haley walked in, a little tired.
She threw the keys in her hand into the key bowl, took off her coat and purse, and hung them on the coat rack in the hall. She then put on comfortable slippers and walked into the living room.
She wasn't surprised to see her sister standing at the window in a daze.
As someone who had been obsessed with art for a long time, it was very normal for Margaret to be absent-minded, or rather, lost in thought.
Haley washed up and came out with a cup of hot coffee.
She went to Margaret's side and looked at where she was looking, only to see an endless stream of traffic and cars.
Haley took a sip of the coffee before she asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"
Margaret subconsciously said, "Luke."
There was silence in the room.
A moment later, Margaret was suddenly stunned. She slowly turned her head and saw Haley leisurely drinking coffee. She jumped up and said, "You, you, you … why are you back?"
"I'm off work. Where else could I have gone?" Haley was very calm. "What's there to think about with Luke? He and Elena drove you back in the afternoon."
Margaret blinked her big eyes and nodded hesitantly a moment later. "Well, well, there's nothing to think about."
Haley sighed. "Jealous?"
Margaret: "Huh?"
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