Chapter 72 - Miss Pulver the Young Principal (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“This is the newly picked Darjeeling. My relative sent it to me. It’s very fragrant.”

After eating a pile of dumplings, Lauren was thirsty.

The tea was at the right temperature. Lauren drank it in one gulp and felt less bloated.

“Miss Pulver, this tea is so delicious. I still want more!”

Ms Pulver’s office was filled with the strong fragrance of tea. There was a complete set of tea sets on her coffee table. She looked very professional.

“It’s rare for such a young child to like drinking tea. Come, drink more.” Irene began to brew another pot.

Amidst the dense steam, Irene’s fair and delicate hands were particularly eye-catching.

“Wow, Miss Pulver, your skin is so nice!” Lauren realized that not only were Irene’s hands fair and delicate, there were no pores or spots on her face at all.

Yulia took a sip of tea and echoed, “Of course, Miss Pulver is the famous immortal goddess among us. She has been looking younger and younger over the past few years!”

Irene laughed heartily after being praised. She was already in his thirties, yet she did not even have crow’s feet.

Lauren sipped her tea while secretly sizing up the office. There was a bottle of fragrance on the desk. When mixed with the fragrance of the tea, it was especially refreshing.

The vermilion wooden cabinet was filled with all kinds of tea leaves and tea cakes. It seemed that Irene really liked drinking tea.

“Alright, let’s get down to business. Lauren, is it okay if I call you that?”

Perhaps it was because of work, Irene’s voice was very gentle. When she spoke, her voice was gentle and soft, causing people to unconsciously indulge in it.

Lauren nodded her head vigorously. “Of course! Everyone calls me Lauren. You can also call me that!”

“Then you can also call me Auntie Irene. It feels strange to call me Miss Pulver.”

“Yes, yes!”

“Is the person next to you your father?” Irene pointed at Ben.

Ben was about to wave his hand when Lauren quickly pressed Ben’s hand down. “That’s right. This is my father, his name is Jayden Torres.”

Ben was so scared that he almost knelt down. Miss Torres, you’re trying to kill me!

It would have been fine if he was introduced as an uncle. How did he become her father?