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More and more bamboo curtains were being lowered. This meant that the collective blind date in this café was
about to begin.
Cecilia never expected that her first blind date would turn out to be a group event. Sue probably had no idea about
the nature of blind dates in this place.
Well, that was okay.
Cecilia had no plans to explain it to her mother when she got home. After the incident with Noel, Cecilia’s mindset
had matured. She was no longer the girl who used to share every detail with her mother.
One must walk their own path in life.
A cup of Cloud Peak Coffee was soon placed in front of her. Its aroma wafted through the air, and Cecilia’s interest
was suddenly piqued even more.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe grabbed the waitress. “Who’s the owner of this place?”
Not only could the owner run a flexible business and explore new models, but he also maintained a high standard of
coffee quality. It was a bit regrettable that she didn’t know the owner.
“Our boss is an old man,” the waitress said, smiling. “He says he’s getting old, and doesn’t like to show his face,
so…”
The waitress hesitated, shaking her head. “Ms. Jarvis, I’m afraid you won’t be able to meet him, even if you wish to
see him.”
Cecilia immediately expressed understanding. “That’s okay.”
In reality, she just wanted to ask some business advice from him. With Diana not around recently, and Fanny…
She couldn’t think about Fanny.
Her heart felt heavy whenever she remembered Fanny, who had passed away just two days ago. Fanny was a star
she admired so much. They had become friends after sharing a meal together, too.
Now, Fanny was gone.
Life was unpredictable. Thus, one had to distance themselves from negative people and things.
For example, Noel.
Cecilia made a firm decision; she would never see him again in her life! She wouldn’t give a man who took
advantage of others to climb higher in life any chance.
When her blind date began later, she would make sure to have a proper conversation. She didn’t want to end up
with another man whose values were incompatible with hers, and thought that taking money from her parents
could buy off emotions.
“Here.”
The waitress found Cecilia easy to talk to. She wasn’t like those women who had harbored ill intentions toward their
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmboss. And so, the waitress had a favorable impression of her.
“Put this on.” She helped Cecilia put on a small earpiece microphone.
Cecilia was surprised. “What’s this? Do we need to use a microphone for the blind date?”
“It’s not a microphone,” the waitress explained. “It’s a voice changer.”
“A voice changer?”
“Yes. You can choose to use it or not. See, this…” She pressed a button. “When you turn it on, you can choose
various voices. Cute, sexy, and even a rough tomboyish voice.”
This way, not only appearances but even voices could be manipulated. The subsequent conversation could also be
deceptive—like a form of disguise.
Cecilia’s confidence in this blind date suddenly diminished.
She became more indifferent. “I don’t want to wear it.”
Even though she couldn’t see her suitor’s face or show hers, she wanted to have a genuine conversation using her
own voice.
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