Chapter 285 A Good Friend


    Now that Laney became Garrett''s secretary, she got to see J often.


    Today, she invited J out to dinner. "Thank you for rmending me for this job," Laney said as


    she handed the menu over to J. "This one''s going to be my treat!"


    Although J hadn''t really done much, Laney never liked owing favors to anyone.


    J waved her hand and smiled. "It''s nothing, Miss Garcia. You''re the one who saved my life. I


    don''t even know how to thank you properly for that."


    "You don''t need to be so formal with me. We are friends now. Please just call me Lane. It''s what all


    my buddies back at the club call me." A wistful smile yed on Laney''s lips.


    J leaned forward, curious as a cat. "A club? What kind of club is it?"


    Laney stopped short. She had blurted out the words without thinking. "Well... You know, just a


    hobby club." She cleared her throat and took a sip of water. "But they''ve all relocated to the


    countryside. I n on saving a lot so that I can invite them back to the city."


    "How about you, where are you residing at the moment?"


    "Down at Ester Street."


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    "That''s quite a distance from work. How about I help you find a ce near Larson Group?" J


    offered. "The closer you live, the more convenient it is in terms ofmute. Actually, I live in a


    pretty good neighborhood, with lots of affordable apartments. Would you like me to make an inquiry


    for an avable unit?"


    The opportunity was too good to pass up, and it would certainly be easier for Laney to protect J


    if they lived close to each other. "That''s great! Please do, and thank you."


    Thrilled, J wasted no time and immediately called up the real estate agent.


    Soon enough, Ethan was notified of her request. It was only a matter of course, since half of the


    properties in the neighborhood was owned by the Larson Group.


    Eventually, the women found a single-bedroom apartment. It was cheaper than most units in the


    area, despite it being fully-furnished.


    Since Laney''s move, the two often traveled to and from work together. On some weekends when


    they were both free, they would go shopping and have dinner.


    "You''re such a kind and generous person, J," Laney remarked one day. "You must have a lot of


    friends."


    But J shook her head in response. "Not at all. I never really had friends even when I was a


    child."


    Since primary school up to her university days, no one had dared to befriend her for fear of incurring


    Jocelyn''s wrath.


    "Well, then," Laney said emphatically. "I''ll be your good friend from now on."


    No matter how they hade to know each other, it was clear that J and Laney had the same


    wavelength and got along really well.


    It came to Charis'' attention that another woman had been hanging around J recently.


    It didn''t take long for her to look into the woman''s identity.


    "Laney Garcia?" she read the report, frowning.


    Charis sensed that Laney was not the typical office worker. She might be petite, but she had quick


    reflexes and was rather nimble on her feet, and anyone with a sharp eye would recognize the faint


    traces of scars on her arms and shins. This woman was obviously a fighter.


    Charis was instantly suspicious of Laney''s sudden appearance in thepany, and ordered her


    men to investigate her background.