Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk

Chapter 389: Little Elephant Ollie

"Drink water slowly."

Nora Northwood took the water bottle with the cap unscrewed from Jasper Sinclair’s hand, swallowed a small sip, and barely suppressed her churning stomach.

She let out a whimper through her nose, perplexed as to why she’d lost her mind and agreed to come to such a place.

After about ten minutes, they finally arrived at their destination—a breeding farm specializing in raising baby elephants.

As night fell, the staff at the farm were busily caring for the baby elephants.

"Mr. Sinclair, it’s rare that you have time to visit." A person around Uncle Kevin’s age came out to greet them.

The way he spoke made it seem like he was very familiar with Jasper Sinclair.

Standing behind, Nora Northwood fiddled with her fingertips, pondering whether Jasper Sinclair might have invested money in the farm as well.

Based on their journey here, it didn’t seem like there was any profitability or earnings to be seen.

Nora’s impression of businessmen has always been "never make a loss-making deal."

Jasper Sinclair shook hands with the man and then walked deeper inside together.

The sound of car horns would scare the baby elephants, so the driver stayed outside the fence.

Under the moon.

The cold white light vertically fell to the horizon, illuminating the path ahead of them, and casting shadows on the muddy ground.

Jasper tenderly held Nora’s hand and led her to a straw shed.

Every corner of the straw shed emitted the smell of dung, which was far from pleasant.

Nora thought silently: If her first date with Jasper Sinclair was here, she definitely wouldn’t agree to this marriage.

The temperature at night gradually dropped, and a cool breeze blew by, causing them to shiver involuntarily.

Nora noticed something interesting. She gently tugged at the person’s sleeve beside her, "Look, there’s a baby elephant stepping on its trunk!"

Her curious tone caught the attention of a keeper.

The keeper’s gaze wasn’t very friendly. He always felt that city folks liked to make a fuss... A baby elephant stepping on its trunk is such a common sight; every baby elephant does it!

Jasper’s voice was calm as he explained to her, "Baby elephants born not long ago have long trunks but don’t know how to use them, often tripping over them."

"Adorably clumsy."

Hearing Nora praise the baby elephant’s cuteness, the keeper’s previously unfriendly gaze softened a bit, and he continued the topic, "Its name is Ollie, a very smart baby elephant."

"How old is he?" Nora was puzzled; she didn’t understand how an elephant taller than herself could be called a baby.

"It’s not even three years old yet, and its fur is much lighter than adult elephants."

The keeper continued sharing Ollie’s story, speaking enthusiastically from his perspective that raising baby elephants is quite an extraordinary task.

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The area of the breeding farm isn’t large, and the place for accommodation isn’t a proper house, but tents set up manually.

After a tour, Nora felt tired again.

She asked, "Where are we sleeping tonight? It can’t be in a tent, right?"

In her past twenty-some years, she’d never had the experience of sleeping in a tent.

Of course, Jasper Sinclair also didn’t plan for her to have such an experience.

"There’s a private estate nearby where we’ll stay; you wouldn’t be able to tolerate the tent environment."

"Okay."

Nora did not object; she also believed she wouldn’t be able to handle it, especially with the air filled with the smell of dung.