My Rival: The Twenty-Year-Old Me - Chapter 21
From that day on, Alexander Vance seemed to have returned to the days of being in love.
Every day, there were countless messages.
[Theodore Vance didn’t have a smooth practice today, didn’t eat much, and had an unpleasant time with my mom.]
[Today’s Three Cup Chicken in the cafeteria wasn’t as tasty as yours.]
[I got promoted.]
[Thinking about how I got injured during tennis class today.]
Especially, every morning, there was his message: [Eleanor Vance, my left leg hurts so much.]
This sentence was like the continuous rainy season, dampening the past fifteen years of my life.
But I have already walked through the long rainy season and the skies have cleared.
When I handed the project materials to Benjamin, he crossed the line for the first time and held my hand.
“Eleanor Vance, you know, I liked you in college.”
“When Sophia said the person she wanted to introduce was you, you don’t know how I almost didn’t sleep that night.”
He looked into my eyes, bright and bare, “Eleanor Vance, give me a chance, will you?”
I said, “But I’m not as bright, persistent, or proud as I was in college…”
He chuckled softly, “Do you think I’m still the same as I was in college?”
“I’m moved by the current you, and that’s why I hope you can be with me.”
He held my hand, his palm warm and wide.
“I am willing to help you study, also hoping you can avoid Alexander Vance’s entanglement.”
“After all, I know how recklessly you went for him in college.”
Benjamin looked at me frankly, “But Eleanor Vance, I am willing to use my resources to fully support you.”
I smiled and shook my head, “I still need some time.”
Or rather, I don’t want to step into any relationship.
I don’t believe a stranger would love my scarred body.
“Benjamin, I’ve already transferred half the money for the studies to you.”
I admit I need his connections, but I don’t need him.
He hurriedly said, “Eleanor Vance, you don’t need to…”
I placed my index finger on my lips and smiled confidently, “Benjamin. I’m more capable than you think.”
The severance pay and savings I received five years ago were used to purchase valuable overseas dividend policies.
This was the fallback I left for myself when I was working full-time.
And over these five years, Alexander Vance’s generous household expenses and shoes, clothes, and bags were ultimately used in the right places.
Even if Alexander Vance knew, he couldn’t divide these policies.
I want not only health but also a good future.
Fortune turns after adversity.
The returns on the policies over the past two years have been quite substantial.
