Chapter 868 Girlfriend
“Nothing much. I have my own reasons for asking you to do this.”
Seeing this, Justin didn’t press further. Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something and pointed to the corner where there was a stockpile of instant noodles. “You should still have regular meals.”
Josie was momentarily surprised. “You’ve really grown up.”
Justin seemed a bit awkward, scratching his head. “Even though we’re not related by blood, we grew up together and played together. You take care.”
Josie looked up at him and suddenly smiled. It was a smile of acceptance, and tears welled up in her eyes involuntarily. “I understand.”
Justin blushed slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed about expressing such affection toward her.
“Justin.” Josie called out. “Stay safe.”
He smiled and gave a determined nod in response.
As Justin left. Josie sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the dazzling night skyline outside as she hugged her knees.
Her heart was set on protecting Justin as he was Paul’s son.
Her phone buzzed as she received a message from Morgan. It contained a picture of a red invitation card for a fashion show organized by a top-tier international jewelry brand in collaboration with a domestic fashion magazine. The venue for the event was none other than the Olsen Residence.
The name of the show was “Autumn Banquet.”
The Olsen Residence was vast and offered picturesque scenery, making it an ideal location for a fashion. show. It was clear that they were also sponsors of the event.
At the top of the invitation card, it read, “Liana Olsen cordially invites you.”
Josie sent a question mark to him in response.
Morgan sent a lazy voice message in return, “You like watching fashion shows, don’t you? You can come with me.”
Josie had to admit that Morgan was indeed a valuable connection. Without him or if she were to rely on Laura, she wouldn’t have had access to such events.
“What time tomorrow?”
He replied with a specific time.
The next day, Josie left her home on time. As soon as she stepped out of the building, Morgan’s car arrived as if it were perfectly timed. The car stopped smoothly.
Inside, Morgan was on a business call, occasionally responding to a few sentences. Meanwhile, he handed her a cup of hot milk and some food.
She never used to drink coffee in the past and would only drink milk..
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Josie pushed it away without revealing her emotions and told him softly, “I’ve already had breakfast.”
Morgan didn’t get mad. He talked on the phone until they arrived at the Olsen Residence. When he presented his invitation, the attendant scrutinized Josie for a while.
“My girlfriend.” Morgan declared. He raised his hand and placed it on Josie’s shoulder.
At this point, Josie had no room to argue and could only smile.
The attendant immediately gestured for them to head inside.
Morgan escorted Josie into the venue, where another attendant guided them. “The fashion show is in the manor across the lake and has just started.”
“There’s a cocktail party on the lawn in two hours,” the attendant pointed out. “The entire Olsen Residence, except for the shrine room and ancestral hall, is open to guests today.”
The Olsen Residence was expansive, even including a racecourse and a shooting range.
After crossing the lake by boat with Morgan, the attendant left them. Josie let go of Morgan’s arm. “Thank
you”
Morgan glanced at his empty arm. “Josie, you shouldn’t burn bridges.”
“Ive already burned them. Can you still throw me into the river?” Josie retorted.
Morgan chuckled. Josie’s liveliness made him feel vibrance even in autumn.
The estate was open-air and adorned with several parasol trees. Their fallen, golden leaves covered the ground, creating a natural carpet. Models in high-end couture walked amidst this outdoor setting, their jewelry gleaming on their necks and wrists.
After entering the venue, Josie stood in a corner, uninterested in the jewelry on display.
At this moment, Heather was sitting in the front row, engaged in a hushed conversation with someone. From time to time, important figures approached her, exchanging greetings and pleasantries.
The star of the show was as clear as day.
