Chapter 1632: 400: Is that Miss Song? _3 Chapter 1632: 400: Is that Miss Song? _3 As a mother, no one understands the difficulties of her daughter better than Olivia Armstrong.

Sabrina Sabir squinted her eyes and continued, “Actually, I think the most important thing for a girl is to marry into a good family. Our Christina is just a textile factory worker, but she, like me, has good looks.” She paused, then turned to Isla Astir, “Isla, why don’t you introduce a match to your older cousin?”

Before Isla could speak, Sabrina added, “Your uncle and I don’t have very high demands. Just introduce a male writer in the same field, but preferably a well-known one like you, earning millions a year.”

Isn’t that a high demand?

Although Christina Armstrong is Olivia Armstrong’s own niece, Olivia still widened her eyes when she heard this.

She thought Sabrina must be crazy!

Isla’s face showed no particular expression, since she was already well aware of Sabrina’s character.

A moment later, Isla continued, “Auntie, all the comic book authors I know are women.”

Hearing this, Sabrina’s face displayed regret, but she didn’t give up, smilingly saying, “It’s okay if you don’t know any now. Get to know more in the future. Isla, your cousin’s future happiness is in your hands now!”

Olivia chimed in, “Sister-in-law, listen to what you’re saying. Why is Christina’s happiness Isla’s responsibility? Isla is a comic book artist, not a matchmaker. Professional tasks should be handled by professionals. If it really doesn’t work out, you should take Christina to a matchmaking agency!”

Though they were relatives, Olivia would never allow anyone to bully her daughter.

Moreover,
weren’t Sabrina’s demands unreasonable?

How many successful male writers would be interested in Christina?

Sabrina was speechless.

With Olivia’s attitude, did she really think her daughter could marry George Armstrong?

Dream on!

Shameless.

Olivia isn’t smart at all.

Compared to Christina and George, what is Isla?

Isla is just an illegitimate child.

But Christina and George are Olivia’s blood relatives.

Any other person would definitely transfer all of Isla’s property and savings to George and then find a good family for Christina to marry into.

But what about Olivia?

She actually supported an outsider!

She didn’t deserve to be an aunt.

Sabrina, slightly angry, spoke with a stern face, “Only misfits go to matchmaking agencies. Sister, although your niece didn’t get into a good university, she doesn’t need to resort to that, right?”

But Olivia was not easy to mess with. She said, “Sister-in-law, I’m just giving you a suggestion. Isla is still a young unmarried girl. Having her go around flirting with male writers to introduce to Christina seems rather degrading. After all, our Isla is a well-known comic book author.”

Hearing this, Sabrina rolled her eyes countless times in her mind.

Well-known author, so what?

Doesn’t a well-known author still need to make sacrifices?

Sabrina, tired of arguing, watched Isla, “Isla, don’t worry, I won’t push. But next time you meet a suitable male author, do remember your relatives. As the saying goes, ‘Water flows in the family fields!'”
Isla, being the younger relative, couldn’t directly refuse and responded with a smile, “Sure, I’ll try my best.”

The group was chatting as they walked along, soon arriving at the Milk Tea Shop.

This Milk Tea Shop was the only one in Capital City.

It had three floors.

It was lavishly decorated.

Isla found a place for them to sit down and then took out her phone to start scanning codes to order.

Seven people.

Seven cups of milk tea.

Sabrina picked up the menu, smiling, “Isla, the desserts here seem quite good. How about we order some desserts too?”

Christina said, “Mom, we just had our meal; can we even eat dessert now?”

Hearing this, Sabrina glared at Christina.

This fool!

Anyway, Isla was paying. Why not order as much as possible; they could take leftovers home even if they couldn’t eat it all!

Dessert to take home could even serve as breakfast tomorrow morning!

Isla generally didn’t mind these issues, and she wasn’t short of money. Since Sabrina wanted to take advantage, Isla let her.

A moment later, Isla smiled, “Auntie, then let’s get a dessert platter?”