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Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 237
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Chapter 237 "oving yourself an early start?" Mr. Mitchell repeated what had said, and an approving look flashed in his eyes. "It's rare for a young person to be that self- He stood up and walked slowly over to the window. He gazed into the distance, as it he were reminiscing about something.

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"Do you know something, Evelyn? was once like you when I was young. I had dreams and passion, and I wanted to mudo something of myself." There was a hint ef weariness and emotion in Mr. Mitchell's voice "However, tcatches up to us all. Now, there are many things I want to do, but I no longer have the strength to do so. I'm only hoping to find young people with the potential to carry on my legacy." Estood quietly beside him, and 1 telt strangely touched as I listened to him. new that this opportunity was probably the closest I had ever been to success.

Dont worry. Mt. Mitchell. I'll work hard, "1 sad somberly. "Not just for myself, but for your hopes" Mr. Mitchell tumed to look at me, and there was a flash of comfort in his eyes. "Alright, young lady. I have a good feeling about you. However, you must remember that success doesn't happen overnight. You must put in effort and sweat," I nodded, feeling full of determination and confidence. I lew that the road ahead was very long, but I believed that as long as I persevered and worked hard, I would demitely achieve my dream sgo and eat that seafood stew you m you mentioned," Mr. Mitchell said, smiling. "I'd also like to try what young people lilo nowadays." I assented happily and picked up my phone at once to confim the reservation I gave them detailed instructions on the phone and emphasized Mr. Mitchell's preferences. After hanging up. I tumed to look at Mr. Mitchell and saw that he was looking approvingly at me. "You are very meticulous, Evelyn," Mr. Mitchell said, smiling. "I believe that your hard work will pay off." I looked gratefully at him, feeling full of gratitude and respect. I knew that this amiable old man wasn't just my benefactor. He was also an important mentor toenthe path of life.

However, the rumors were probably true. Perhaps his eccentric personality just hadn't manifested itself yet. We went to the restaurant by car and arrived very quickly.

I wanted to get the project, I would have to reach an agreement with Mr. Mitchell, but I didn't have sufficient experience in business. It would be very difficult to persuade a protessoul academician to livest in a commercial construction project. Although he had praised me, I could see that he was still stringup.

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After we we seated, I looked at Mr. Mitchell and ordered slight appetizers

"In the past, I didn't think of becoming old as a good thing." he said as I poured him a cup of hot tea andm of placed it in front of him. "However, I later realized that those who teach a certain stage will also receive the respect they deserve, even when they get old," He was clearly hinting at something with his words.

e "Respecting our elders and taking care of the young is ingrained within our culture. It's just that many people lack morals." I smiled lightly, but new that he was pointing out that I wasn't just treating him well for no reason and that I had a motive in doing so. He smiled and picked up the cup of tea. "Ihear that you have a project called Southcliff Stuce. How's the progress?