"Next month on the 3rd at three in the afternoon, meet me at the civil affairs bureau."
Daisy's steps slightly faltered, then she tilted her head to look at Edward Stephens behind her.
He was still eating.
When he said this, even his voice was the same tone as usual when speaking to her, with no change.
Indifferent and calm.
Daisy slightly pursed her lips, stubbornly staring at the man's back, as if trying to see his expression through it.
From start to finish, Edward Stephens never turned around.
He continued eating dinner as usual, and after saying that sentence, he remained silent, not caring if Daisy had heard clearly.
Daisy found that her originally good mood was shattered by Edward Stephens' words just like that.
Her lips were tightly pressed together; she stood in place for a long time before stepping forward to leave.
Outside the hospital, the sky was already completely dark.
There were few pedestrians on the street, and the evening breeze was slightly cool.
She finally got what she wanted, but she realized she wasn't as happy as she had imagined.
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Daisy went to a nearby bar to drink for a while, only returning home near midnight.
The night watch servant saw her return, was taken aback, and walked over obsequiously to ask her, "Miss, would you like a late-night snack?"
Daisy had drunk too much, didn't have much appetite, and her slender brows lightly furrowed, showing some impatience. The servants at home were all afraid of her, serving her fearfully, afraid of making her angry.
"Make me a cup of sobering tea."
Daisy gave the order.
"Yes, yes. I'll get right to it."
The servant hurriedly went to the kitchen upon receiving the order, and Daisy sat on the sofa waiting for a while before slowly heading upstairs with a cup of sobering tea in hand.
When passing by Abigail Perry's room, a quiet conversation reached her ears. Daisy wasn't particularly interested in why they were still awake, but just as she was about to continue forward, she heard Abigail say, "Come on, Edward Stephens is for sure Emily's. Don't even think about it. Blame no one but yourself for being incompetent. Who asked you to not be a match for him? Otherwise, the entire Stephens family would be yours, and you wouldn't have to live by watching Daisy's mood?"
Daisy's footsteps came to a halt, suddenly intrigued. She listened in while drinking her tea.
She listened openly, and the servant following her didn't dare make a sound, only awkwardly listening along with her.
Emily Ginger's voice came through stubbornly, "But I just like Edward, and he likes me too. Why should I give him to her?"
"And what can you do if you don't let go?" Abigail persuasively continued, "The Stephens family is rare to find someone who can save Edward Stephens. Even if she asks for the moon, the Stephens family would agree, let alone just marrying her? Do you think the Stephens would watch Edward Stephens wait to die? Don't be foolish. Break up with Edward and quickly find a few wealthy ones. Don't waste your time on Edward Stephens. Understand?"
"But I just like Edward," Emily's voice was already tinged with a sob, as if she was extremely wronged, "I just like him... How can you do this...?"
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