Chapter 6
Zaki said in embarrassment, “But I was really in such a hurry that I forgot to change clothes.”
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Zaki, the cold–faced war hero secretly trained by the international police’s special forces, would be scolded like this at home. He could only apologize and admit his mistake. “It’s my fault. I’ll go change first, wait for me, Rosalie.” With that, Zaki made a quick exit.
Zachary sighed helplessly and said to Rosalie, “Zaki is just like that. He has no sense of style every time he gets home from a mission. Don’t be scared.”
Rosalie wasn’t scared at all; she was surprised. She had never expected Zaki to be the leader of a special forces team of the international police.
Rosalie felt a bit jittery and gulped. Over the past couple of years, she’d been sneaking into different systems and networks for the global cops. She even whipped up the new firewall they just installed.
Thank goodness the person she’d been chatting with wasn’t Zaki. If it had been, her secret would’ve been out. She made up her mind to use a voice changer next time she contacted them.
Lost in thought, she brought her coffee cup to her lips. As she took a sip, she noticed the coffee beans tasted familiar. The coffee at her parents‘ house all came from her private farm overseas.
Surprised, she couldn’t help but take another sip. It had to be right. The taste of this coffee bean was unique to her farm. She had discovered a special kind of coffee bean to make a buck and deliberately created a luxury vibe, catering to the rich through scarcity marketing, even doing limited releases.
Rosalie never thought her parents would be one of her clients. Just thinking about how she might have been making money from her own birth parents all these years–it was both weird and complicated. She should find an excuse to send them more freebies when she got the chance.
“Rosalie, what’s on your mind? Is the coffee not good?” Roxanne asked, noticing Rosalie holding the coffee cup for a long time without taking a sip, thinking it might taste off.
Rosalie quickly shook her head and smiled, “No, it’s great. I love freshly ground coffee.” Then she added in her heart, thinking, ‘How could it be bad? I personally picked the coffee beans and grew them myself, making sure the variety and flavor are truly one–of–a–kind.’
Seeing Rosalie enjoy it, Roxanne smiled gently, “Alright, if you like it, I can grind it for you in the future.”
Feeling a warm sensation in her heart from Roxanne’s gentle demeanor, Rosalie couldn’t bring herself to say no. Her tone even turned a bit playful. “Okay… if you grind it, I bet it tastes amazing.”
Rosalie’s smile instantly melted Roxanne’s heart. Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but reach out to hug Rosalie. “Rosalie, I’m so sorry. I never imagined I could have mistaken my own child. It’s my fault for realizing it so late, making you suffer so much,” Roxanne said, her voice choked with emotion.
Feeling the warmth of her mother’s embrace, Rosalie’s heartbeat surprisingly calmed down. She whispered, “Mom, it’s okay. I didn’t go through too much hardship. My adoptive parents treated me quite well.”
Curtis was pretty decent to Rosalie. Even though Jennifer couldn’t bring herself to be very affectionate, she still took care of Rosalie, which was quite good.
“Really?” Roxanne slowly released Rosalie, her eyes full of grievance, and said, “Zaki helped me investigate. He found out that the family you grew up with didn’t have much money and only recently moved to a small neighborhood in Janivelle. It’s true you rarely bought bags and shoes, right?”
After hearing that, Rosalie could only give an awkward smile. “Compared to our family… yeah, the Moreno family is indeed quite small, but it’s okay. At least I don’t need to worry about food and clothing.”
When it came to bags and shoes, Rosalie had never really liked them since she was young.
Her days were taken up with figuring out how to earn money to support the whole family and scraping together enough for Yancy’s surgery and treatment bills. There simply wasn’t any time to dress up.
Even though Rosalie said she wasn’t worried about food and clothes, it sounded to Roxanne like she was just trying to be strong.
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Chapter 6
Over the years, Xyliana never went without clothes, shoes, bags, or jewelry at home–most were even limited editions or rare items. Compared to Xyliana’s luxurious style, Rosalie’s current outfit of a T–shirt, jeans, and white sneakers seemed much too plain.
“In front of us, you don’t need to act tough. We will handle everything,” Zachary said, looking at Rosalie with caring eyes.
When Roxanne thought about how her daughter didn’t even have a few of those designer bags, clothes, and shoes that Xyliana had so many of, she couldn’t help but look at Rosalie with pity in her eyes.
Roxanne said, “Even though your dad and I don’t work, our family isn’t lacking money. You don’t have to live worried anymore.” Roxanne made up her mind that from now on, whatever Xyliana had, her own daughter must have too.
Rosalie looked at Roxanne, who seemed to act like Rosalie had faced some huge hardship, with a look of helplessness. In Roxanne’s mind, Curtis‘ family was incredibly poor.
Without waiting for Rosalie to speak, Roxanne turned to the butler and said, “Ford, call the manager right now and ask all the stores, along with those brands Xyliana likes, to send over their latest jewelry, bags, clothes, and shoes. Make sure the clothes are in Roxanne’s size.”
The butler, Ford Willard, with his sharp eyes, sized up Rosalie in a glance and immediately nodded. “Yes, I’ll call right away.”
Hearing this, Rosalie quickly said, “Mom, there’s no need for that many. A few outfits are more than enough for me.”
Roxanne immediately retorted, “How could that be? You’re the daughter of the Yoder family, after all. These are just everyday essentials; you definitely need them.”
Rosalie was at a loss for words.
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