Chapter 67 Laurence Made Her A Cup of Coffee In Person
Stephanie summoned courage to look at Monica, but obviously Monica didn't want to talk to her. Then she remembered that Monica didn't say she was bullying her, so that she spoke boldly, 'I had some misunderstanding with Monica, other else..."
Before she could finish, Laurence sneered coldly, 'Just misunderstanding and you called so many fighters to corner her?"
Did she think he was a fool?
Suddenly, Stephanie dared not to utter one more word.
Monica didn't want to see more of her stupid intimidation, she turned to Laurence, 'Let's go."
Even though Laurence didn't show up, even ten times more of the fighters, they couldn't do any harm to her. Monica didn't want to have anything to do with her.
After heard what she said, Laurence looked at Stephanie, half smiling, 'Don't let me see you again."
No matter what, Monica was his fiancée. Nobody should touch her without his permission!
Afterwards, they left one after the other. The same walking style carelessly was so harmonious.
Stephanie was left there as if the last look from Laurence nailed her down there. She didn't move for quite a long time.
Her pupils were filled with fear. What Laurence said just now sent her directly to the hell. She knew he wasn't joking.
Monica knew Laurence was the successor to Hall family, but she didn't know how powerful he was. But she got to know that he was more respected than she thought based on how Stephanie behaved in front of him.
How come such a prestigious person would come to Oxford?
She started to question after a moment of thinking, 'Why did you come to Oxford?"
'Me? Of course, because the Principal wanted to chitchat about the past."
'..."Monica felt a bit uncertain when he mentioned the Principal. Would he ask her questions to poke around?
'Did the Principal call you today?" Thinking of the call the Principal made when he went in, he asked curiously.
'Yes." Monica nodded subconsciously, but then frowned immediately, 'What has it to be with you if he called me or not?"
Laurence laughed, 'I am just curious. He treated you... Seemed better than to his grandson."
Monica rolled her eyes at him, 'None of your business."
She turned to continue to walk forward, while Laurence's eyes became darker with thoughts.
Who was she? She drank the coffee from his plant and the Principal was so kind to her. But he checked her the other day and ended up with nothing. How strange!
Seeing that Monica was about to enter into the canteen, he winked to her, 'Do you want to go to my coffee shop. We have western food now. If you go, it's also free to you."
Monica paused her steps for a while. She liked the coffee in his shop, if western food was available there, it was the best.
'Of course, but it's unnecessary to be free to me." It was just little money that she could afford.
'Oh?" Laurence couldn't help raising up his eyebrows.
His coffee shop targeting the high-end customer. Normally some students from well-off family would even think it was expensive. But Monica even didn't care.
He felt for no reason that this little girl seemed to be loaded.
They came to the coffee shop quickly. Kevin wasn't around, but the bartender at the front desk came when he saw them. He felt surprised but then smiled enthusiastically, 'Mr. Hall, Ms. Moore."
She nodded and wanted to order at the front desk, but Laurence stopped her with a hand. He challenged with a smile when he saw she was puzzled, 'Do you want to try my cooking skill?"
Monica nodded carelessly with a brief glance at him and then turned to her usual seat to sit down.
But the bartender was stunned with his falling jaws. His boss was the top barista worldwide. There was a country president who offered generously to him just for a cup of coffee made by him, but he turned it down without negotiation.
Now just for a student, he would do it in person!
The bartender couldn't help looking at Monica respectfully. He knew deeply how important that girl was to his boss.
Monica didn't see these but got out two books with advanced questions of Mathematics Olympiad Contest, reading while turning a pen in her hand, but not writing anything. She read the questions for a while and then turned to the next page shortly.
It was her special study method. After reading the question, she would run the process in her head so that it saved not only the time but also the effort of writing it down.
If other students from school saw how she studied, a new round of despise against her would start.
She was just pretending to study, not writing, not going through the process. Was it called study for the contest?
What a laughing stock!
Laurence came with two cups of coffee in his hand to see she was reading the book with eyes opened slightly up forward and hand supporting her slim chin. Her pupils were light amber, a faint red on her slightly closed mouth. The sleeves were falling naturally to the wrist where a proper red silk thread was wrapping around, which made her skin more fairly jade like.
The other hand was turning a pen in a comfortable speed, sometimes a bit skillful twist, but her expression was indifferent. Somehow the cozy comfortable feeling she was spread to hit Laurence too.
It seemed that to study those questions was a pleasant thing to her.
He curled up his lips at the scene and put the coffee on her table.
'What are you reading so intensively."
Monica didn't look up but replied lightly, 'Mathematics Olympiad questions."
Afterwards, she lifted the cup to have a sip.
The man didn't expect such an answer and couldn't help smiling dully, 'I didn't expect you would study like that. What a surprise!"
Monica glanced at him, 'There are more to surprise you."
She put the coffee cup back and Laurence said slowly, 'It is the new brand in the shop and I made the coffee. Hope it won't be too much to ask you to give your evaluation."
Monica's eyes were still lingering around the questions in the book, so that she spoke carelessly, 'It is the best coffee I had so far... wait..."
However, Monica ignored him so bluntly like that and continued with her study!
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