Babel Novel
Chapter 93 The Meeting
Chapter 93 The Meeting
Chapter 93 The Meeting
"You want me to pick you up from the airport and now you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend. You
only know how to use me as soon as you return home!" Margaret was speechless.
"We are friends that have been through everything together. Would you be happy seeing me get
tortured by going on a blind date?"
"Here's the truth!" Margaret put her cap back on. "I would be quite happy."
"You're so cruel!" Elvis cried out.
Margaret walked out grumpily. Elvis put on his disguise and followed her out.
As Margaret saw the many fans waiting for Elvis even before his officially announced time, she could
not help but to think how crowded it would be at eight in the evening.
After all, Elvis was really popular.
After Elvis left the airport, his official account would announce that his flight had either arrived earlier or
had been delayed to throw fans off his actual whereabouts.
Some celebrities would generally do this for the safety of their fans and the smooth operation of the
airport.
In the car.
"Where is your uncle?" Margaret ended up asking.
Alas, she had no choice. As for what Elvis had said, the two of them had been through a lot together.
Although Margaret was annoyed, she could not just sit by and do nothing.
"I always knew that my Maggie is the kindest." Elvis quickly said, "7 o'clock, room 666 at the Emperor
Hotel."
"Alright, got it." Margaret took note of that. She then said, "Get the driver to send me to my apartment."
Margaret gave him an address.
After the driver figured where it was, he drove in the apartment direction.
"Is this your house or the company's apartment?" Elvis asked.
"It's the company's apartment. Please, I've just arrived in Haverland not long ago. How could I afford to
buy a house?" Margaret said reluctantly.
"A few days ago, the news said that a rising star in Haverland has been appointed as the global
spokesperson of Riley Jewelry!" Elvis patted Margaret on the shoulder. He looked like an old man
advising his child, "I told you before that being an artist suits you. As long as you put in more effort in
this industry, you'd definitely have days better than when you worked in bars in Haverland!"
Margaret rolled her eyes. "I know that you're incredible and have a good vision. Didn't I already come
back to Haverland to make a living?"
"That's right, but didn't you always resist returning to Haverland? Why did you suddenly return so
quickly?" Elvis had always been very confused about this.
Although she never explained it clearly, Elvis could sense that something had happened to Margaret in
Haverland.
They got to know each other at the bar. Elvis knew that Margaret was working hard to make money for
a child. Elvis said before that he wanted to pay his medical fees for her, but she did not agree. She was
very egoistic.
Margaret was a beautiful woman and Elvis had wanted to help her become an artist. But Margaret
refused his help at the time.
He didn't know what happened after that for this girl to actually voluntarily return on her own.
When Margaret heard Elvis's words, her mood suddenly changed.
Just then, the car reached the apartment.
Margaret pushed the door open and said, "I'll go back and get ready first before heading to the hotel
later. Let's talk then!"
She then left the car in a hurry, as if she was avoiding something.
Elvis shook his head in confusion. Then he came to his senses and told the driver, "Go back to the
villa."
Although he had been abroad all year round, Elvis still had a private villa in the country.
"Okay!"
...
After returning to the apartment, Margaret shook her head and shook off the scene in her mind.
That was right. She was now in Haverland. That person could no longer control her.
Margaret came to the bathroom and turned the tap on. She then splashed the cold water onto her face.
It was only then did Margaret feel more refreshed. The ringtone of her mobile phone sounded outside
of the bathroom.
Margaret came back out and took a look. It was Charleston.
"Mr. Limbaugh, is something the matter?" Margaret said.
Margaret was very grateful for what Charleston did for her.
However, this was the 21st century, and she did not have to marry him to show her gratitude.
She could become friends with him and repay him in other ways.
However, her heart was the one thing he could not have.
Moreover, Margaret knew that Charleston had many women around him and if she really fell for him,
things would happen the way it did with Zachary.
Four years ago, she had been stupid once. She had no intention of repeating the same mistake.
This was why Margaret had been careful about her feelings for Charleston.
"Are you free tonight?" Charleston said in his raspy voice.
"Tonight?" Margaret sat on the sofa and took out a sheet mask from the cabinet. "What time?"
"Seven o'clock!"
Margaret paused for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Limbaugh. I'm afraid I'm not unavailable
tonight." NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.
At seven o'clock, she had to pretend to be Elvis's girlfriend to see his uncle.
Charleston turned moody, "Unavailable?"
"What's the matter? Is it something very important?" Margaret asked. It sounded like he was a little
disappointed.
"Yeah, it's quite important." Charleston answered. Introducing his future wife to his nephew was
something important.
Margaret thought about what to say next. After a while, she managed to squeeze out some words. "I'm
really sorry, Mr. Limbaugh. I've already made plans with someone else."
"It's okay. Next time then." Charleston comforted her instead.
For some unknown reason, Margaret felt like she was the unappreciative, bad guy.
"What are you doing?" Charleston asked again.
"Putting on a sheet mask. I'm going out to see someone later." Margaret said honestly.
Who was it that would make the girl meticulously put on a sheet mask before they met?
Charleston suddenly became alert, "Who is the other person?"
"A friend, what's wrong?" Margaret asked.
"A man or a woman?"
Logically speaking, Margaret would directly and confidently say that it was a man.
After all, Charleston was not anyone to her. Even if she went out with a man, there was nothing to
worry about.
However, for some unknown reason, Margaret felt guilt in her heart.
"A wo... woman..."
"Okay." Charleston sounded relieved.
Margaret could not figure out what he wanted to do, so she could only carefully say, "If there's nothing
else, I'll hang up the phone now."
"Okay, have a good rest." Charleston nodded.
After the call ended, she put on the sheet mask.
It was 6:50 in the evening.
Margaret appeared at the Emperor Hotel ground floor right on time. Elvis was already waiting for her.
"My uncle is a stern person, but he's no villain, so there's no need to be afraid," Elvis said.
Margaret nodded and said, "Got it."
Elvis pushed open the room door and greeted, "Uncle Charles, I'm here. This is my girlfriend,
Margaret!"