Chapter 200 Charlie’s Car Accident
Were these projects my compensation?
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 place.
He seemed pleased when I agreed, a slight smile playing on his l*ps. “Need a ride later? 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMy 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 the commotion. “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?”
Her laughter 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 playfully. “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.
I laughed. “Absolutely. The house is way too quiet without you all. When’s the
homecoming?”
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By the way, something came up last night, and I couldn’t sorting by. Sorry about that.
How’d it go with Charlie?”
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I felt a twinge of confusion but kept my smile in place. “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.