Rachel was alert the entire time, but she didn't answer. She opened the envelope in her hand and read it word by word, without missing a single dot.
Finally, she couldn't help swearing.
Although Marcus ran a small foreign trade company, his family's influence could never be underestimated.
His father, Larry Ji, was the current mayor of Ninwell City, while his mother, Connie Chen, was the chairman of Ninwell City Association. His family had originally planned for Marcus to inherit his parents' legacy and enter the political field in the future. However, that plan fell by the wayside when he established his own company during his university years.
On his own, he managed to gather a few laurels in the last few years.
Although his parents had no choice at the moment, they were still hoping for their original plan to materialize. Thus, they were strongly encouraging Marcus to marry a daughter of a political family.
Now, a certain Celia Xu suddenly appeared in their son's life, and she had single-handedly destroyed their plans.
Marriage connections were not only popular in business circles, but were also outright welcomed by political families such as theirs.
The letter in Rachel's hand was written by Larry Ji, who demanded for the Fu family to stay out of the affair between Marcus and Celia and refrain from doing anything for the Xu family.
After reading the letter, Rachel got the gist of the situation. She folded the letter and placed it back into the envelope as she waited for Jonathan to speak.
After a moment of silence, Jonathan coughed and c
aid, "It's nothing. My stomach just feels a bit uncomfortable. I'm leaving now." She exited the shop quickly.
Seeing this, Celia didn't intend to stay. Just as she was about to leave too, Lea grabbed her arm. "Hey, what's wrong with you two? You just got here, and now you want to leave so soon?"
"I really have something else to do," said Celia with her head lowered.
Lea rolled her eyes and remarked, "Do you think I'm stupid? Don't try to hide it from me. Be honest—what happened between you and Rachel?"
Just then, the shop attendant walked toward them with another magazine and said excitedly, "Miss, please look at this magazine. The latest styles in our shop are all here."
The corners of Lea's mouth twitched. "I'm sorry, we have an urgent matter to discuss so we have to go now. We'll come and look at them next time."
After saying that, she pulled Celia out of the wedding dress shop. She looked around and pointed at a relatively quiet-looking coffee shop across the road. "We can't talk out here. Let's go to that shop and sit down. Then, you can tell me what happened!"
Looking at the traffic jam in front of her, Rachel heavily slammed on the horn in frustration.
She knew that her annoyance was not caused by the traffic—it was because of Celia.
Jonathan had told her not to get in touch with Celia and to cut her off completely from her life, but Rachel promised to do so only for the sake of placating him. In her heart, she promised no such thing.
Emotions were like rebellious teenagers—the more you denied them, the more they would go against you.