My American magical life
Chapter 505 - 505 81 Will the Daylight Come

505: Chapter 81: Will the Daylight Come?

What if it’s Eternal Darkness?_3 505: Chapter 81: Will the Daylight Come?

What if it’s Eternal Darkness?_3 Goodnight!

At the moment CEO Cheng sent his message, the blonde beauty was using a facial steamer.

Seeing his reply simply infuriated her.

Damn it, I’m not Superman, and here you are telling me to keep going, and even wishing me goodnight.

Chan, so are we still friends?

Is this how you treat your employees?

“Chan,

find yourself another deputy, or sort out the company administration.

I don’t want to be the housekeeper, handle market development, and worry about public relations partnerships at the same time.

I only make twenty thousand dollars a month, which is the salary Mi’er gives me.

Compared to this, the workload you’ve assigned me is just too much!”

With a heavy heart, she replied to CEO Cheng, causing Lisa’s chest to ache with frustration.

“Lisa, my sweetheart, your father has found a wonderful young man for you.

He’s about your age.

When are you available to meet him?”

Lisa’s mother Elizabeth was leaning on the doorway of her bedroom, smiling as she introduced her daughter to a new prospective date.

The blonde beauty’s mother was the epitome of an Aryan image, and even in her fifties, Elizabeth’s hair still shone a brilliant gold.

This wasn’t due to any special physical condition, but because Elizabeth could afford the upkeep; Lisa’s family belonged to the upper middle class in America, living a life of high standards.

But as they were still middle class, Lisa’s parents always hoped to find her a wealthy husband — they had even considered a middle-aged, balding, pot-bellied divorced Shamite Wanderer with two kids.

In many people’s stereotypes, there’s no such thing as arranged dating in America.

But in reality, in conservative Protestant or Eastern Orthodox families, parents have a strong desire to control their children’s marriages.

Lisa’s mother was an adherent of Eastern Orthodoxy, while her father belonged to the Protestant Missouri Synod, also known as the Missouri Synod, both of which are highly conservative denominations.

Growing up in such a family, influenced by her father, Lisa also chose the LCMS as her faith — which was one of the reasons she and Mi’er became close friends.

In fact, Mi’er had lied to Lisa back then, because Mi’er, though a Missouri native, followed Roman Catholicism.

But Lisa was so attractive that the cunning Mi’er originally pretended to be LCMS to get close to her and become best friends.

“NO!

I don’t want to meet any man, Mom.

I’m starting a business right now and don’t have time for dating.

It’s ten o’clock and I’ve only just finished my skincare routine, do you know why?”

The blonde beauty placed her face on the steamer, speaking without turning her head.

“I think it might be because you’re too focused on your career, so you’ve neglected family, Lisa.

Your father and I only have you.

All of our inheritance is yours; you don’t need to worry about money.

Compared to money, your happiness matters more to us.”

Elizabeth moved behind her daughter and started massaging her head to help relieve her stress.

The blonde beauty didn’t fully buy her mother’s argument.

If you care about my happiness, why would you introduce me to a divorced man with two kids?

“I’m not planning on dating or getting married before I’m thirty; I’m not mature enough yet.

Mom, let’s talk about it when I get more mature.”

Lisa found an excuse to stall for time.

“Sweetheart, you’re mature enough, and this is the most beautiful age for you.

The guy we’ve found for you is very handsome, a blonde boy, absolutely stunning.

I think you should meet him.”

Lisa felt that she had been most beautiful at eighteen, but at that time her parents would never have allowed her to date.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Lisa touched the small freckle on her left cheek.

The skin of white girls is very unstable and prone to aging more quickly.

Sigh.

“Mom, I’m tired, goodnight.”

She pushed her mother’s hand away, hoping to end the conversation.

‘Ding!’

A notification for a new email popped up on her phone, and Elizabeth keenly noticed a male name in the sender field — ‘Chan’.

Elizabeth wanted to see the content of the message, but Lisa flipped her phone over so its back faced up.

“Sweetheart, are you secretly dating someone?”

Elizabeth, ever attentive to her daughter, believed she had guessed the truth.

“Mom, like I said, I’m 24, not mature, how could I be dating?

It would be pitiable to be deceived, I’m not a foolish girl.”

Lisa’s tone was tinged with irony, repeating the very reasons her parents had used in the past to prevent her from interacting with boys.

She wasn’t a nun in a convent, she had yearned for love as a teenager — in truth, even nuns can be wild.

But her conservative family repressed her desires and thoughts with various doctrines.

Lisa didn’t much like to recall her dull adolescence — she was a UCLA admit.

“Hahaha, you’ve grown up, Lisa.

Meet the boy tomorrow afternoon, he’s an excellent lawyer, you’ll definitely be satisfied.”

Ignoring Lisa’s feelings, Elizabeth once again unilaterally emphasized the arranged date.

Crushed by work and stifled for decades by a conservative family, Lisa finally reached her limit.

“Elizabeth, I’ve told you, before I’m thirty I’m not mature enough.

Please don’t set me up with boys.

I don’t want to be a foolish girl, and you wouldn’t want your foolish daughter to be laughed at either, would you?

That would embarrass you, right?”

And so, Mi’er liked the blonde beauty, CEO Cheng appreciated the blonde beauty, and Lisa’s friends trusted and supported her because she really was very gentle.

Even in moments of emotional outburst, she lacked substantial aggressiveness.

But for Elizabeth, even such gentle defiance seemed unforgivable.