Chapter 152


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    I gave a slight smile, looking at her, and said, “I haven’t said anything yet, and you’ve said so much. It


    makes me seem ungrateful.”


    She paused, pouting, “I was just afraid you’d scold me for the online incident.” After saying this,


    probably seeing that I didn’t look angry, she tentatively asked, “You’re not mad at me for the online


    thing, are you?”


    Iughed, “Why would I me you?”


    She was momentarily at a loss for words, pausing slightly before saying, “What are your ns next?”


    After finishing, she added, “I mean, between you and Walter, I heard from Auntie Eileen that you are


    preparing for a divorce.”


    What was the n?


    After a moment of thought, I gave a faint smile and said, “We each go our own way, but…”


    With a face full of curiosity, she looked at me and asked, “But what?”


    Seeing her face full of gossip, I couldn’t help but raise my hand and knock on her forehead, saying,


    “But the divorce agreement hasn’t been signed by Walter yet, and there’s been some trouble with the


    Hinton family recently. If we want topletely break off rtions with him, it’s probably going to take


    some time.”


    “Did something happen to dy the Hinton family’s Carley?” She asked, her attention on the pastries


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    Hearing her words, I couldn’t help but be taken aback, looking at her and asking, “How did you know


    something happened to Carley?” Apart from the Hinton family, other people shouldn’t have known so


    quickly.


    She stuffed a piece of pastry into her mouth and mumbled, “Mr. Hinton said he was going back to his


    country, I just asked casually.”


    “Mr. Hinton?” I squinted, looking at her with some suspicion. Then, btedly realizing, I said, “William


    Hinton?”


    “Hmm!” Her words were still unclear as she ced a te of attractive pastries in front of me, saying,


    “Try them, they taste great, super delicious.”


    “I wasn’t particrly interested in desserts, and Walter had fed me too. much in the morning. I was still


    somewhat full, so I ignored the dessert in front of me and looked at her, asking, “When did you


    exchange contact information with William?”


    She didn’t look at me, just kept eating and said, “Oh, it was just a thank you for him saving me, so I


    added it on purpose and said thank you to him. After posting the article in the morning, I shared it on


    my social circle. He probably saw it and liked andmented on it. Out of politeness, I asked him


    when he wasing back to the country. He said he was rushing back today. I asked one more


    question and found out that something had happened to Carley.”


    After listening to him, I nodded, didn’t think much about it. After all, William did save her, he could be


    considered as her lifesaver. It was normal to check in on him asionally.


    Thinking of the new project to be developed in the southern district, I was reminded of Rachel’s father’s


    connection. Looking at her, I asked, “How has your father beentely? Is he still in good health?”


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    Perhaps she had had enough of the dessert, she took a sip of tea to cleanse her pte, nodded and


    said, “Hmm, it’s pretty good. Last time, they even asked about you, said you shoulde over if you’re


    free.”


    I smiled lightly, saying, “I’ll go after these busy two days, it just so happens that I also have some things


    I need his help with.”


    She finally stopped eating and looked at me, asking, “What’s the


    matter?”


    I told her about getting The Conner Group to invest, and then brought up the new project in the


    southern district. She thought for a moment and said, “I know the people in charge of those projects in


    the southern district. I’ll talk to my dad one of these days, ask him to set something up, and we can all


    have dinner together.”


    I nodded,ughing, “Thanks!”


    She had a few bites of the pastries, found them too sweet to her liking, and stopped indulging. She


    then devoted all her attention to sitting next to me and started chatting about the events of the recent


    days.


    Among friends, it’s probably always like this. They seldom keep in touch regrly, but once they meet,


    there are always endless things to talk about. Once they start chatting, they can’t help but want to say


    all the words they’ve been holding back for a long time all at once.


    I had been chatting with Rachel until almost evening, she seemed unsatisfied and dragged me out to


    go shopping.


    But just as I arrived at the parking lot with her, I received a call from Emma. Seeing this, I answered the


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    phone and said to the other end, “Sister-inw.”


    On the other end of the phone, Emma sounded a bit flustered, “Tabatha, are you busy right now?”


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    I nced at Rachel, who had been standing by the car waiting for me, and said into the phone, “I’m


    fine, has something happened on your end?”


    Emma took a slight breath and said, “Here’s the thing, Carley woke up a bit a few minutes ago and said


    she wanted to eat rice wine porridge. As you know, I can’t cook. I was originally thinking of letting the


    chef at home do it, but Dale said she might not eat it. I heard that you made it for Carley before and she


    really liked it. If you’re not busy right now, could you guide me and teach me how to make it?”