Chapter 350


    Chapter 350 Crew–Cut Man


    I had my own car, but at thiste hour, Charlie would worry if I went back alone. Thus, I just nodded.


    Before I left, I wished Charlie a happy birthday and added, “If you’re free tomorrow, how about letting


    me n the day?”


    He gave a light smile and nodded. “What’s the n?”


    I grinned. “I’ll fill you in tomorrow. Just get some sleep and don’t overthink things for now. Remember, a


    world with flowers and great food can heal just about anything. After good meal and some rest, you’ll


    wake up to a brand–new day.”


    He paused, then smiled and nodded. “Sounds good.”


    I was not the best at giving pep talks, and my words might have been a bit corny, but they were true


    enough. I hoped he would take them to heart.


    After our farewells, Inch and I stepped out of the vi into the courtyard, where a ck SUV waited,


    along with a man in ck sporting a crew cut.


    He looked like he had been waiting for a while. As we approached, he asked Inch, “Is Mr. Yates all


    set?”


    Inch shot me a look that was less than thrilled and told the crew–cut man, “Head on in.”


    The man just nodded and made his way into the vi, leaving us to our own devices.


    The guy had a vibe that screamed trouble. As he passed by me, I instinctively scooted away. ncing


    back at me with a grin, Inch said, “Ms. Scott, someone will bring your car over tomorrow. I’ll drive you


    home tonight.”


    I gave him a nod.


    During the ride, curiosity was eating at me, and I blurted out to Inch, “Is Mr. Yates still tied up with


    something at this hour?” That guy earlier definitely went in to see Charlie.


    The question arose as to why Charlie would be meeting with Mr. Bad Vibes at this time. What could


    they possibly have to talk about sote at night, especially on his birthday?


    Inch’s voice was cool as he exined, “It’s not business. The guy is a friend from Silvana who probably


    stopped by for Charlie’s birthday. He was just reallyte, and Mr. Yates did not have the heart to turn


    him away, so he let him in.”


    I raised an eyebrow. Who shows up for a birthday bash at the crack of dawn?


    When I left earlier, I caught the look on that guy’s face. He seemed to have been waiting outside the


    whole time, like he was waiting for Charlie to wrap up before calling him over.


    I had my doubts, but I knew better than to guess at other people’s business. I shook off the thoughts


    and decided not to dwell on it.


    After the night’s drama, I was beat. My mind went nk, my head started to droop, and I was seriously


    struggling to keep my eyes open


    all the way home.


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    Chapter 350 Crew Cut Man


    we’re here.”


    At the sound of his voice, I peered out at the familiar yard, nodded, opened the door, and stepped out.


    “Ms. Scott.” I had not gone far when Inch called out from behind.


    I paused and turned around. “What’s up?”


    He looked at me with a solemn face and said, “Thanks for everything tonight.‘


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    I gave him a small, knowing smile. “Grateful? Are you trying to tell me you’re touched because I dashed


    out in the dead of night to whip up some birthday pie for Charlie? Hey, don’t make a big deal out of it. I


    was joking!”


    He paused, a bit taken aback, then let out augh. “I really appreciate it. You have been a huge help.”


    I got what he was saying and grinned back. “Got it. You and Mr. Yates are buds, and so are we. It


    would be prettyme if I knew it was his birthday and didn’t do anything. Friends are there to have each


    other’s backs during the rough patches, are they not? Plus, who knows? There mighte a day when


    I’m the one feeling blue and need you guys to hang out with me, right?


    He shed a big smile and agreed, “Absolutely!”


    I waved him off and headed home. It waste, and I was not sure if Mom and Maxwell had made it


    back yet. I went to the bedroom and was out like a light in no time.


    The next morning, the snowfall had stopped, but a thick nket of snow stilly untouched. The sky


    was clear, though the air was bitingly cold, with the roads a slick sheet of ice. I lingered by the window


    before heading downstairs, where I found some bread and milk on the table. It was definitely Mom’s


    doing. She had left me a text too, telling me that she was off to the hospital to see Alice and to make do


    with bread and milk for breakfast. Not one to fuss, I had a quick bite and stepped outside.


    To my surprise, there was Charlie, bundled up in the backseat of a car parked outside the Scotts ‘ce,


    with Inch at the wheel. Inch gave me a wave as I came out. I stood there, a bit stunned, then strolled


    over with a smile. “What brought you by so early?”