SWNOVELS Chapter 173
She approached the two assistants with a question, "Could you tell me who picked up the suit ordered by Rupert?"
The assistants looked at her as if they'd seen a ghost, gasping in shock.
"Ms. Lloyd, you haven't left yet?"
"No, just overheard you guys..."
"You heard wrong. We're quite busy. Take care."
Without waiting for her response, they scampered off. Clearly, she wasn't going to get anything out of them.
Sylvia sighed softly and left the boutique.
Initially, Sylvia had planned to head back to the Garcia residence and leave the suit with Naomi for safekeeping.
But as soon as she got into her car, the school dean called.
"Sylvia, why haven't you moved out of the dorm yet? Everyone's off to their internships, and we need to renovate the dorms for the new students. Please hurry back and move out." "Okay, I understand."
It then dawned on Sylvia that she had forgotten about the dorm-wide message from a couple of days ago, telling her not to forget to move out. She had been so preoccupied with designing for Bailey that it had slipped her mind.
The dean, sounding impatient, said, "Move out by tomorrow, or I'll have someone move your stuff. I'm just following the notice. You're the one dragging your feet." "Got it."
Sylvia didn't want to argue and hung up.
Before she could even put her phone down, Naomi called. As soon as Sylvia answered, she was greeted by Naomi's laughter.
"Sylvia, did you catch the live stream? Hilarious, the leash..."
"Mom, you're still at the Garcia's. Tone it down," Sylvia cautioned.
Naomi tried to suppress her laughter. "Ahem, I just couldn't help it."
Understanding her mother's expressive nature, Sylvia didn't press further. She had more pressing matters at hand.
"Mom, about my dorm..." she began.
"Sylvia, there's something I need to tell you," Naomi interrupted, her voice suddenly serious.
"You go first, then," Sylvia suggested, sensing something was off.
After hemming and hawing, Naomi finally said, "At dinner today, Tristan mentioned that since you're working now, you're an adult. And about the Garcia residence..." "I can't come over anymore, right?" Sylvia guessed.
She had moved out before, only visiting Naomi occasionally.
It seemed Tristan wanted to cut ties completely.
"Tristan thinks that with Warren and
Rupert at marriageable age, your visits- being unrelated by blood might cause gossip," Naomi's Voice grew softer, clearly uncomfortable with the topic. en FindNovel
Sylvia resignedly asked, "And you agreed?"
Naomi quickly clarified, "Not... not entirely. He said you could come by now and then, just not stay over." "Alright."
"Sylvia, I'm sorry, I'm just not strong enough can't stand up to
especially since he's been nice an Edwin lately." Conin "Staney
me and
"Mom, it's okay. You married into the Garcia family, not me. I just want you to be happy. I'll come visit," Sylvia consoled her.
Hearing this, Naomi burst into tears, a stark contrast to her earlier laughter at Bridget.
"Sylvia, please don't resent me. Edwin and I have prepared an apartment for you, in a great location."
"That's great, thanks to you and
Edwin. But I have to move out of the dorm tomorrow. Could you come help me move some stuff? I don't
have many clothes, but my books are just too heavy." FindNovel
Sylvia quickly changed the subject as Naomi's sobbing became unbearable.
"Sure, I'll be at your dorm first thing in the morning," Naomi promised.
"Okay."
After the call, Sylvia instructed her driver to head back to the college. She spent the night packing up her belongings.
...
The next morning came quickly.
Sylvia received a message from Naomi.
[Come downstairs.]
Without even changing, she ran downstairs in her pajamas, wrapped in a fleece cartoon jacket.
The dorm was nearly deserted, her footsteps echoing in the stairwell.
Outside, a layer of morning fog blanketed the ground, and a car blinked its lights, parked nearby.
She hurried over, her slippers slipping off her feet and sending her tumbling forward.
Fortunately, a pair of hands steadied her.
"Diving into my arms so early in the morning?"