Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 235

Before I could utter a word, Neil had already left.

I glanced around the relatively clean kitchen and shook my head helplessly.

It was around nine when Harold came back, looking stern and serious. An uneasy feeling crept up on

me

“Rena, someone’s pulling strings behind the scenes on your dad’s case, and they’re pretty powerful,”

Harold said.

This took me by surprise. I couldn’t imagine my dad having such formidable enemies at work. Weren’t

his troubles all manufactured by Bonnie?

Could Bonnie possibly have an even bigger backer?

Or maybe it was Gloria!

“Your dad’s been detained and is under investigation. Proving his innocence will be complicated. I’m

worried that this might affect your family’s business, so we need to secure the company first, Harold

added

I immediately told him I planned to seek help from my uncles.

Harold agreed with my plan. His own company mainly operated overseas, so he might not be able to

provide much help.

For my dad’s sake, Harold would stay in the country for a while. I was immensely grateful for his help.

His presence made me feel much safer

Next on the agenda was to find my uncles, I couldn’t handle the company affairs alone.

After a long day of hustle and bustle, I returned home, exhausted

“You’re back?” This time, Neil was waiting for me at my front door with two middle-aged men and a

bunch of renovation tools.

Seeing those tools, I was agitated. “Are you really having my kitchen repainted?”

“What else?’ Neil retorted

I rubbed my forehead. He was really idle, doing such boring things.

Judging from Neil’s attitude, I figured he wouldn’t rest until the kitchen was repainted, so I just let them

in to get it over with

Harold was home that afternoon but didn’t know Neil was now my neighbor. He was taken aback when

I walked in with Neil and the two workers.

On seeing Harold, Neil didn’t seem surprised. He had probably known all along. He just greeted him

politely, “Hello”

Then he took the workers into the kitchen and got busy

Harold looked at me puzzled. “Rena, isn’t that Neil? Didn’t you guys get divorced?”

“Don’t get the wrong idea. We’re just neighbors now. He accidentally set my kitchen on fire and brought

people to fix it. That’s all,” hastily explained

This explanation was odd. My ex-husband turned neighbor had accidentally torched my kitchen. It didnt

make sense

My dad hated Neil, and Harold must’ve known that, so his expression got stern as he locked towards

the kitchen.

Neil had already come out from the kitchen by then. He just sat at the dining table, not coming over

even after seeing me and Harold.

Harold didn’t look too pleased, but I couldn’t explain everything with Neil nearby. I just told him to rest.

“Rena, he’s not a good man. Don’t make the same mistake again,” Harold warned me before heading

upstairs.

“Harold, I understand I’ll explain everything to you when I get a chance,” I nodded.

Once Harold was upstairs, I let out a sigh of relief, only to turn around and see Nel already in the living

room.

He was quick. No sooner had Harold left than he came over.

Frowning, I said, “Now even Harold is misunderstanding me.”

Neil casually replied, “It doesnt matter as long as you have a clear conscience.”

“You really know how to stir up trouble,” I glared at Neil.

“It’s you who’s being secretive, not being honest,” he retorted.

Neil was too good with words, so I chose to remain silent. I picked up my bag and headed upstairs to

shower, hoping that Neil and the two workers would have left when I was done

But to my disappointment, they were still there when I came out of the shower. Neil was sitting on the

sofa reading a book, looking very comfortable.

Why did painting walls take so long? I changed into fresh clothes and went downstairs, and headed

straight to the kitchen to check on the progress.

The kitchen, which was already clean, now looked brand new after being worked on by the two

workers.

“It should be almost done You guys can go now.” I told them

The workers shook their heads “Mr. Whitmore didn’t say we could leave We can’t go

Speechless, I went back to the living room to find Neil The kitchen’s almost done. Let them go”

“We should do things thoroughly There’s no need to rush Neil replied nonchalantly, not even looking up

from his book

“You’re so annoying. I’m swamped right now and don’t have time for this. Are you doing this on

purpose to annoy me?” I snapped.

Neil finally closed his book and looked at me. As usual, he was unfazed. I’m just dealing with the mess

I made. I’m not trying to annoy you

it was already late, and all I wanted was to go upstairs and rest. Do whatever you want. Just remember

to lock the door when you leave.”

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11:05

“Aren’t you going to ask me about Russel?” Neil’s question stopped me in my tracks.

Russel seemed to have vanished into thin air these past few days. He wasn’t reachable by any means.

Mitch even went to the Dawson family’s company looking for him, only to be told he was on a business

trip.

In short, there was no news of him from any channels

“Did you find him?” A glimmer of hope ignited in my heart.

Neil looked at my hopeful face and gave a cold smile “Are you missing him, or do you need his help?”

Both reasons were true, but in the current situation, my biggest concern was my dad. I admit I was

being a bit selfish.

I had no idea how Russel got hold of certain information. All I knew was that Stella and I felt helpless in

reaching out to Russel, but he succeeded.

“If you’re willing to help, just say so. There’s no need to question me like that,” I replied coldly.

Neil was always doing as he pleased. If he was just here to mock me, then there was no need.

Hearing my words, he seemed even more peeved, but he held his tongue and didnt question me

anymore. Instead, he just spilled some beans, Russel’s no longer in Rosemont. Where exactly is still in

the air, but what’s certain is that his folks kicked him out of Rosemont.”

Sure enough, my hunch was spot on, and the info Mitch dug up wasn’t off Russel had indeed left

Rosemont, but it wasnt for a business trip, but because his parents had given him the boot.