Chapter 200
Chapter 200 Charlie’s Car ident
Were these projects mypensation?
I pressed my l*ps together, taking my time before responding. Scott Corporation was desperate for new
ventures, and the Avaloria projects were a golden ticket. His offer was tempting, and I found myself
unable to outright refuse.
After a moment of silence, I nodded in agreement. “Alright.”
Moving into old manor was not exactly a hardship. Madam Young was not giving me a hard time
anymore, and it was a nice ce.
He seemed pleased when I agreed, a slight smile ying on his l*ps. “Need a rideter? I can drop you
off.”
“No thanks.” The words flew out of me, a knee–jerk reaction, but then I remembered his intentions were
good. “Actually, you go on with your day. I’ve got my car; I’ll manage.”
With that, I left the hospital and headed straight for Scott Corporation.
Maxwell was out of the office, which meant my to–do list was a mile long. By the time I finally left
Sweety’s apartment, the sky was a canvas of deep blues and purples.
My phone rang on the drive home. It was Mom. Her voice was barely audible over some background
racket. “Yvette, have you eaten dinner yet?”
“Yeah, I did,” I replied, curious about themotion. “Mom, are you guys watching fireworks or
something?”
“Oh yes, they’re just gorgeous,” she said, her voice bubbling with joy.
I grinned, teasing her, “Isn’t tonight the big pre–wedding bash? Shouldn’t you be gossiping with Mary
instead of calling me?”
Herughter twinkled through the phone. “We just had a chat. Mary’s a bit older than me, and her
daughter works in Lake City as a journalist. Hey, that’s what Sweety does, right? Maybe they’ve
crossed paths. When I’m back, let’s all grab a bite and introduce you two.”
I chuckled, “Mom, are you trying to set me up with a new BFF?”
“Oh, stop it. Is it really that bad?” she retorted yfully. “Mary’s daughter is such a gem. She’s
gorgeous and level–headed. You could use a friend like her to cool that fiery temper of yours. I’d worry
less with her by your side.”
I decided to steer away from the topic of my supposed need for calming influences. “So, when are you
guys heading back?”
“You’re missing us already?” she teased.
Iughed. “Absolutely. The house is way too quiet without you all. When’s the homing?”
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I felt a twinge of confusion but kept my smile in ce. “It went well, though Mr. Vates is quite the
enigma. I heard his voice, but I never saw him ”
Inch’s smile widened. “Don’t worry, Charlie got banged up in a car crash recently, and his legs and face
took a bit. He’s still healing, which is why he kept it voke–only. Give it some time, and he’ll be
back to normal.”
That caught me off guard, and a flicker of guilt passed through me. “If he’s hurt, you should’ve said
something. We could have always eaten some other time. No rush.
He chuckled. “No worries. You’re my pal, and Charlie’s been keen on meeting you.”
Looks like inch and Charlie were pretty close.
I decided not to press the issue. I had thought about asking how his mom was doing, but since he had
never brought it up before, I worried he might think I was snooping into his personal life.