NovelEnglishChapter 518
It was obvious Gaylord had clooking for Charlene. Thorne paused mid-step as he was leaving, shot Gaylord
a glance, but said nothing-just turned and
walked out.
Gaylord watched Thorne's retreating figure, then looked back at Charlene, who stood in the doorway wearing
pajamas, her hair still damp from a recent shower. A frown creased his brow as he put the pieces together.
Clearly, Thorne had cfor Charlene as well.
But as far as Gaylord knew, there was no connection between Thorne and Charlene. Even if there was business
to discuss, it should have been handled by The Henderson Group's Mr. Windsor meeting with Stewart. Why would
Thorne himself need to see Charlene at this hour?
Charlene noticed the look Gaylord was giving her-the slook he'd given Thorne-and could mostly guess what
he was thinking. But she didn't comment on it. Instead, she asked, "It's late. Did you need something?"
Snapping out of his thoughts, Gaylord replied, "I had sideas | wanted to go over with you."
He was, of course, referring to work.
Charlene nodded. "Cin."
Her suite was spacious, with a comfortable sitting area and a desk set up for work.
Gaylord took a seat on the sofa. He hesitated, then couldn't help himself and asked, "Why was Mr. Henderson
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthere so late?" Worried she might misunderstand, he quickly added, "I don't mean anything by it—I'm just
surprised, that's all."
When he'd walked in on her and Thorne earlier, neither had looked remotely flustered or guilty.
That alone told him there was nothing between them.
Still, he couldn't quite figure out why Thorne would csee Charlene alone.
Charlene opened her laptop and, with no change of expression, answered in an even tone, "He wanted to discuss
something personal."
Personal?
Gaylord's mind paused-then suddenly, he remembered Vesta.
It dawned on him that there was sold personal grudge between Charlene and Vesta. Was Thorne here to
mediate that? To héfp resolve things between the
women? s
Thinking along these lines, Gaylord recalled that his own decision to
return to the company had
something to do with Vesta, too. But now, thinking back on it, those events felt as distant as if they'd happened
a lifetago. s
Charlene shifted the conversation to business.
Gaylord had never pictured Thorne and Charlene together, and knowing Charlene's character, he couldn't
imagine her getting involved winnet
someone else's boyfriend. Since she'd said Thorne's visit was personal and didn't want to elaborate, he assumed
she didn't want to talk about Vesta, so he
dropped the subject and focused on work.
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Truthfully, Gaylord had cto Charlene because he wanted to discuss a work idea-but he couldn't deny there
was spersonal motive as well.
As they talked over the details, his gaze kept drifting to her. The way her damp
hair clung to her neck, the droplets of water tracing along her skin...
Gaylord felt his throat go dry. He quickly averted his gaze, cleared his throat, and said, "Maybe you should dry
your hair first?"
Charlene nodded. "Alright. Organize those notes from earlier, and I'll be right back."
"Sure," Gaylord replied.
Charlene went to her bedroom to blow-dry her hair.
When she returned, her hair dry and neat, she and Gaylord had only just resumed
their discussion when her phone chimed with a text.
She glanced at her screen. It was a message from Thorne: *Minnie says you haven't replied to her.*
With Thorne's reminder, Charlene suddenly remembered-she really had almost forgotten about Jasmine reaching
out to her.
She texted back: *Got it.*
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