Chapter 178: Chapter 178

"Anna, someone sent you a gift!"

Upon hearing this, Anna Thornton glanced at the gift bag placed in front of her, which bore no name.

Opening it, inside was a pair of red shoes.

"Wow, these are new and hard to get, very expensive." Mary chimed in, "Who sent them?"

However, taking out the shoe box, Anna Thornton found a card inside with a line written on it — ’I want to ask for a path, a path to your heart.’

What kind of cliché pickup line is this? It gave Anna Thornton goosebumps.

"Anna, I know you usually don’t accept gifts from suitors. But this one came anonymously, how can you return it?" Mary fretted.

"No matter who it is, they’ll surely show up. Otherwise, what’s the point of sending this gift?"

Sure enough, Anna Thornton was right!

By afternoon, the person who sent the shoes appeared.

After Young Master Grant returned to the country, nearly half a month passed, and he once again made a high-profile appearance at Anna Thornton’s film set.

He sat down next to Anna Thornton, shooing away anyone else who might be in the way.

"Didn’t expect me to come back looking for you, did you?"

Seeing Finn Grant, Anna Thornton neither surprised nor astonished, smirked slightly.

"Did you send the shoes this morning?"

"I chose them especially for you, do you like them?"

"Red high heels are too difficult to pull off. Young Master Grant, you better take them back."

"It might be difficult for other women, but you should have no problem."

After all, Finn Grant firmly believed that if you’re good-looking, you can look great even in a sack; he’s living proof.

So, such a simple deflection from Anna Thornton wasn’t enough to brush him off.

"Anna, I’ve thought it through! This time, I’m going to seriously pursue you and won’t let anything deter me."

"You don’t mind that I have a child with Conrad Sterling?" Anna Thornton asked him.

"Initially, I did mind, but later I thought it’s acceptable. Having Conrad Sterling’s daughter call me ’Dad’ is quite interesting; who’s losing out here? Do you guess that stick-up guy’s expression would look bad?"

Just imagining Conrad Sterling’s face made Finn Grant so smug that it showed all over his face.

Anna Thornton looked at him and couldn’t help but pout, "I realize you seem quite concerned about Conrad Sterling’s reaction. Young Master Grant, could it be that pursuing me is just a guise, and you actually fancy Conrad Sterling, right?"

Though knowing Anna Thornton was just joking, Finn Grant still felt grossed out.

Made a vomiting gesture: "What I can’t stand in this life, is people like Conrad Sterling who love to act mighty."

"Alright, no joking around. Let me tell you something seriously, I’m going to attend Miles Willow’s wedding anniversary ceremony at the end of this month, how about you accompany me as my date then?"

"Sorry, Young Master Grant, we have a heavy shooting schedule at the end of the month, I can’t be your date, better ask someone else."

"The spot next to me is only reserved for you; I don’t fancy other women."

"But I’m really busy!"

"How busy can you be? In the worst-case scenario, I’ll have your crew halt filming for a day; I’ll cover all the losses!"

Finn Grant and Anna Thornton were sitting on folding chairs bought by the production crew in bulk.

As the budget wasn’t high, costs were saved, so the chair quality wasn’t that great either.

At the moment, the wooden armrest was squeezed in Young Master Grant’s palm, creaking, seemingly about to crumble into powder the next second.

Anna Thornton knew Finn Grant didn’t have a good temper; being rejected once or twice might make him think this woman is interesting.

But a man also has his pride, especially men like Finn Grant and Conrad Sterling who are successful in their careers and fairly influential.

How can they accept being defied in public time after time?

Anna Thornton used to pester Conrad Sterling, flirt, sure, but knew where the boundary lay.

As for dealing with this Young Master Grant, even more caution is necessary.

Because according to Conrad Sterling, Finn Grant is like a neurotic ticking time bomb.

Right now, when he can still speak calmly, he merely proposes to halt filming and is willing to bear the losses.

If continuously rejected, once Young Master Grant gets mad, he might smash the whole production crew and never let Anna Thornton act again, making her obediently become his kept pet.

Conrad Sterling said Anna Thornton hasn’t seen Finn Grant truly go crazy yet, which is supposed to be a hundred times more terrifying than she imagines.

Whether it’s an exaggerated claim or not, Anna Thornton indeed doesn’t want to offend this Young Master Grant, to avoid endless trouble for her future.

"How about this, say a few more cheesy lines. If they’re good, maybe I’ll consider going with you."

Anna Thornton steered the conversation toward a relaxed atmosphere, but Finn Grant was baffled: "What’s a cheesy line?"

"I want to ask for a path, a path to your heart." Anna Thornton showed him the card he wrote, "Is this what you copied from online?"

"Copy, how could I?" Finn Grant stubbornly denied, "I wrote it myself."

"Really that good? Could you casually come up with a few more?"

"What type do you want to hear?"

"The cheesier, the better!"

Finn Grant remembered that when he copied from online before, he read many similar ones, needing a moment to recall.

"Do you smell something burnt in the air?"

"It’s my heart burning for you!"

"Pff... That’s truly cheesy." Anna Thornton shivered with goosebumps.

But at the same time, urged Finn Grant: "Any more?"

"You, the kind of person! Romance is the only thing I can talk about with you!"

"Despite your busyness, when will you have time to marry me?"

"Now that you’ve messed up my heart, when are you planning to mess up my bed?"

"Hahahaha!" Anna Thornton found these lines cheesy enough to raise goosebumps, but coming out of Finn Grant’s mouth, they were really hilarious.

Picking up her pile of goosebumps, she laughed so hard it hurt.

Finn Grant couldn’t quite grasp her humor: "Had enough? Now can you agree to be my date?"

"Say one last line, okay?" Anna Thornton held up one finger to him, "I still want to laugh a bit more."

"..." Finn Grant racked his brains, looking at Anna Thornton’s face, suddenly felt enlightened, "Your smile doesn’t have wine, yet I’m drunk as a dog!"

"Stop laughing! Anna Thornton, be my date! Hear me? Just wear the shoes I gave you, and wait for me to pick you up!" Googlᴇ search novel•fire.net

"Hahaha... I, I will see how it goes." Anna Thornton waved Finn Grant off, tears almost streaming from laughter, "You should go first, Dog Young Master!"

"Oh no, Young Master Grant!"