A 20-year-old young girl made huge profits legally by relying on her personal ability without relying too much on the power of her family.
This can help you quickly build confidence in "making money", be more resistant to the temptation of money, and reduce the possibility of making mistakes. This is actually similar to some of Luke's operating methods.
These thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Luke looked at Elena and laughed: Looking at Lindsay's operation, it doesn't seem difficult to make a painter rich.
He put his mouth close to her ear and said, "Don't worry. Now is the time for you to accumulate knowledge and study. I believe you will have an exhibition one day. Besides, Monroe is already forty years old."
Elena was happy at first, then she couldn't help laughing and hit him lightly: "Nonsense, Monroe is only 30 years old, not as old as you say."
Margaret, the somewhat silly little widow, also agreed: "Yes, he is our senior, and he has only graduated for a few years."
Compared to Lindsay, Luke's attitude towards Margaret was much more casual. He smiled and said, "There's nothing we can do. The world is so unfair. He is aging prematurely. Unlike you, you are getting younger and younger. Elena can't learn from him."
Margaret laughed happily: "Ah, really? You think so too."
Luke was stunned: "Also?"
Margaret: "Harley always says that and she envies me."
Elena burst out laughing, put her face on Luke's shoulder, and her body trembled.
Luke barely managed to keep the muscles on his face from twitching, and slowly opened his mouth to reveal a reasonable smile: "Well, so there is a consensus on your strengths."
Hearing this, Elena's body shook even faster, and a loud laugh could no longer be suppressed and burst out of her mouth.
Margaret was confused: "Elena, why are you laughing so happily all of a sudden? Did you think of something funny?"
Elena shook her head painfully, feeling as if a switch for laughter had been pressed and she couldn't hold it in.
Whenever she thought of Margaret's smug look just now, she couldn't control her smile.
Silly child, that was clearly saying that you are becoming more and more childish, and you are still laughing foolishly! Elena complained in her heart.
The key point is that Margaret's catchphrase every day is "I'm grown up", just like the tone of an elementary school student telling an adult "I'm in the second grade".
Comparing the two, Elena really couldn't help herself.
The silly and cute Margaret didn't realize that she had become the funny person. She continued to chat with Luke and told him some of her own stories.
Her scope of activities is very small, and these things are either related to her sister or her interactions with teachers and classmates at school.
She also possesses certain qualities of an artist, such as a lack of social common sense and no desire to learn.
Unfortunately, she was very lucky, and many bad things inexplicably turned into comedies or farces in her eyes.
For example, a classmate wanted to pursue her, but she ended up using the roses she gave him as props for a still life sketch for the whole class. She even sincerely thanked the unfortunate guy.
For example, a teacher had an idea and wanted to use the excuse of private teaching to seduce this innocent and beautiful young widow. As a result, she thought that the teacher was dedicated and called several students to attend the private class together.
Her classmates were well aware of her naivety and immediately knew what the teacher was planning. They decisively muddied the waters and helped her sue the teacher. The wretched teacher was soon fired.
Of course, Margaret herself didn't know the truth behind these things.
But Elena knew a lot. She interrupted and gave a few hints, which made Luke understand what was going on and he found it quite funny.
This... seems to be a girl of destiny.
She married the gang leader William when she was still in college, but he really loved her.
Then William had the misfortune of getting into trouble with Rebecca, and was immediately in trouble, and a large inheritance fell into the hands of Margaret.
She had only been in the new school for half a year, and many of her classmates had already acted as her protectors, and she also had a powerful and shrewd sister, Halle, who had always been protecting her.
She just lives happily and quietly like this, a perfect template of a winner in life.
After chatting for a while, it was getting late, so the three of them got up and found Lindsay to say goodbye.
Margaret obediently called Harley and told her that Luke and Elena would take her home together, and only then was she allowed to leave the exhibition.
Harry was worried about her going out alone without someone she could trust.
It’s not that Margaret has a strange trait of being bad at finding her way, but she is too easy to believe what others say and might get kidnapped if she is not careful.
Luke and his friend dutifully escorted the 100-pound child into the house before going downstairs and leaving.
Margaret threw away her bag and high heels, ran to the window, and watched the Ford car start to drive away downstairs. She was reluctant to leave: "Hey, it's so fun to follow them. I really want to stay with them for a while."
Unfortunately, Harley had specifically told her not to disturb Luke and Elena's world of two.
Margaret is just simple, not really stupid.
She knew that it was already good enough for someone to spend more than two hours with her, a single person, during the holidays.
Many couples will stay together all day long and won't even go out.
She suddenly felt a little envious: "Oh, I really want to have a boyfriend. It would be best if he is gentle, handsome, and strong..."
As she said this, Luke's image couldn't help but appear in her mind, overlapping with the person she had imagined.
For a moment, she stood barefoot in front of the window, not moving for a long time.
Click.
The door opened and Harry walked in, looking a little tired.
She threw the keys in her hand into the key bowl, took off her coat and purse, hung them on the coat rack in the hallway, put on comfortable slippers and walked into the living room.
She wasn't surprised to see her sister standing in a daze at the window.
For Margaret, who has been obsessed with art for a long time, it is very normal for her to be distracted or in a state of contemplation.
Harley went to wash up and came out with a cup of hot coffee.
When I got to Margaret's side and looked where her gaze was, there were only streets and cars flowing by.
Harry took a sip of coffee before he spoke softly, "What are you thinking about?"
Margaret said subconsciously: "Luke."
There was silence in the room.
After a moment, Margaret was suddenly stunned. She slowly turned her head and saw Harley leisurely drinking coffee. She jumped out with a wow: "You...you...why are you back?"
"It's time to get off work. Where can I go if I don't come back?" Harley said calmly, "Luke, what's there to think about? He and Elena will take you back this afternoon."
Margaret blinked her big eyes, and after a moment she nodded hesitantly: "Yeah, yeah, nothing to think about."
Harley sighed, "Envious?"
Margaret: “Ah?”