Chapter 564: Where is Owen?
"Hey, don't go! I haven't signed for you yet!" Florence yelled.
Eldie promptly stopped with his short legs and turned back, handing over a small notebook to Florence. "Future international superstar, here's your signature!"
Excitedly, Florence picked up the pen, but her hand was trembling when she was about to write.
She had never been an artist and had never practiced signing autographs. Even her handwriting in school was like that of a primary school student. She didn't know if the child would find it unappealing.
But then she thought, this child is only three or four years old at most, so they probably can't read it anyway. It doesn't matter if I just scribble something.
So, imitating Bluey's handwriting style, she casually wrote an artistic signature.
"Done!" Florence said with a sense of accomplishment.
Eldie, excitedly taking the notebook, burst into tears upon seeing Florence's handwriting. "This signature is so ugly! Sob... I don't even want this notebook anymore..."
Upon hearing this, the other five little girls immediately surrounded them.
With great sympathy, Sixie said, "It's over, it's over. Big sister's most cherished notebook has been ruined like this!"
Forthie scornfully pursed her lips, "What kind of handwriting is this? Did you invent it yourself? It's completely disorganized, all over the place!"
Thirdie bared her teeth and said, "Huh, it looks like ant tracks. It's really ugly!"
"Indeed, a pile of chicken droppings spoiling a pot of soy sauce!" Fifthie felt fortunate that her own notebook hadn't been ruined by Florence and immediately handed it to Bluey. "Auntie Bluey, please sign mine!"
The other girls also quickly handed their notebooks to Bluey, avoiding Florence like avoiding a plague.
Florence felt extremely embarrassed and ashamed at the same time.
She never expected that such young girls could distinguish between good and bad handwriting. If she had known, she would not have learned to write in an artistic style like Bluey. It would have been much better to write in regular student handwriting, stroke by stroke.
Apologizing sincerely to Eldie, she said, "Stop crying, stop crying. I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't do well and ruined your little notebook. I'll buy you ten beautiful little notebooks as compensation, okay?"
"Twenty notebooks, thick ones, and the covers must not be the same!" Eldie pouted angrily.
"Okay, twenty!" Florence promised, patting her chest. "Within 24 hours, I will definitely deliver twenty thick notebooks to you, and the covers will absolutely not be the same!"
"Okay, then I don't want this one anymore, I'll give it to you!" Eldie wiped away her tears and handed her own notebook to Florence.
Just as Florence was about to take it, Eldie took it back.
"Wait, let me design a few artistic signatures for you!"
Eldie opened a fresh page, took up a signature pen, and wrote Florence's name in three different fonts. The first signature was elegant and beautiful, the second one was more exaggerated with a strong artistic sense, and the third one was simple and generous.
Florence was completely stunned, unable to believe that such beautiful artistic signatures were written by a three or four-year-old little cutie.
A child prodigy, indeed!
Eldie handed the pen and notebook to Florence and said, "Future international superstar, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. Practice one of these three names well, and when you're good, sign them for us!"
"Okay, okay, I promise to practice hard!" Florence assured sincerely.
The six little girls loved Omagae and Bluey so much and praised that their handwriting matched each other well.
This made Owen feel a bit down.
Especially when he saw Omagae being tall and handsome, he lost all confidence.
Silently, he returned to his own room.
After signing all six little girls' names, Bluey looked up and realized that Owen was missing.
Suddenly, Owen's words from earlier came to mind.
"Let it go, I won't force myself on you. You, like Ivy, are so beautiful, so excellent, you will surely choose someone worthy of you."
Oh no, this man must think she has high standards and gave up on his own!
Gosh, why did she make things difficult for him and make him point out her flaws?
Bluey felt regretful and quickly asked Ivy, "Sister, where is Owen?"
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