Great Marshal: Marrying the Bridesmaid

Chapter 66

Evan said, “I will get my men to send a briefcase over to put the money in. Please wait a moment, Mr.

Williams.”

Zeke threw the sack to Evan. “Forget it. Just put it in the sack. I'm in a hurry to meet someone.”

Evan smiled and began to do as instructed silently.

I think Mr. Williams is the only person who would use a sack to keep his money.

Evan then left after all the money had been put into the sack.

Zeke tied the sack closed and threw it over his shoulder.

However, the sack on his back accidentally brushed against a girl who was passing by.

“Hey, you clumsy oaf, watch it!” the girl cried out in a reproachful tone, “You've dirtied my clothes.”

Zeke turned around and glanced at her.

She was very young and had a pair of lustrous eyes. She looked like a university student.

The pair of tight-fitting jeans and leather jacket she wore made her slim figure stand out.

She was slightly less good-looking than Lacey was, but would still stand out among the crowd,

nonetheless.

Zeke ignored her and walked away carrying the sack.

The girl got even more irritated. “You're such a rude man. Can't you just say sorry? Hmph, it serves

people like you right to be a trashman all your life. Just spend the rest of your life with your sack of

trash.”

After scolding him, she asked someone for directions and drove off in her Lavida.

Zeke, who was carrying a sack of 'cash', searched around on the side of the road, but couldn't find the

Lavida Lacey had told him about.

He was about to give up when a Lavida suddenly brushed past him from behind.

Its car plate number ended with 528, which was the same number that Lacey had mentioned.

Zeke frowned, thinking, What a poor driving skill Lacey's best friend has. She almost hit me while

driving on such a broad road.

He hurriedly waved at the driver, but the driver didn't mean to stop.

In the car, the young girl, who had just gotten into an altercation with Zeke, looked behind at the angry

face of Zeke and smiled triumphantly.

“Hmph, stupid trashman. This is a lesson for being rude to me!”

She drove the car straight into the steel mill.

She was Lacey's best friend, Dawn Castaneda.

Dawn got out of the car and smiled wickedly upon seeing Lacey, who was wrapped up in her work.

She tiptoed over and smacked Lacey on the bottom.

“Lacey, it's only been a while since we last met, and yet your butt has grown a lot bigger.”

Lacey jumped up, startled.

After realizing it was Dawn, Lacey got angry and squeezed her friend's face hard.

“Dawnie is perversion all you've learned in university?”

Dawn grimaced with pain. “Lacey, it hurts, it hurts, let go...”

Only then did Lacey let go of her. “Why did you come here alone? Didn't you meet the person I asked Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

you to pick up?”

Dawn shook her head. “No, I came here alone. However, I did meet a trashman just now. He was so

f**king rude; it drove me mad. I swear I will f**king kill that trashman if I ever see him again.”

Lacey was amused. “Get lost. How can a nice girl like you keep saying 'f*ck'? Aren't you worried you'll

never be able to get a husband with a mouth like yours?”

Dawn smirked. “If I can't get a husband, I will marry you. Haha.”

Meanwhile, the door was pushed open.

Zeke walked in and put the sack on the ground. “I'm back, honey.”

Dawn was stunned for a moment. This voice sounds kind of familiar.

She turned around cautiously and met his eyes.

“It's you!”

“It's you!”

The two of them exclaimed at the same time.