Chapter 43. Not Related

‘Meet @ 10:00 a.m. Bring the script. Let’s talk.’

Upon seeing the text sent by that certain number, Lessie’s eyes widened, and she squealed in joy.

Luckily, Lessie hasn't slept yet. Had she seen this text the next morning, she'd have collapsed and cried to death.

Originally, Lessie believed there was no hope between her and Maverick after Maverick ‘dumped’ her on the road; it turns out that...

Lessie squeals and rolls about the bed in excitement, but in the next second, she springs up from the bed and stands up. No. No. No, she can’t be rolling about stupidly.

Every time ticking means every time lost. Immediately, Lessie began to bustle about, doing her nightly routine and selecting her choice of clothes.

Lessie planned to arrive in front of Maverick with such a beautiful and glowing face and body that when Maverick caught sight of her beauty, he'd be swept off his feet.

Immediately, Lessie picked up the script; her smile very