Chapter 355
Charlene picked up her phone and called Granger back after missing his call a couple of days ago. She casually asked if there was something he needed.
Granger replied, “Oh, Daisy just wanted to video chat with you. Nothing urgent.” Both Charlene and Granger had work to get to, so they didn’t linger on the call. After hanging up, Charlene grabbed her car keys and headed downstairs to drive to the office.
Coincidentally, she and Stewart Ferguson arrived at the company parking lot at nearly the same time.
Stepping out of his car and catching sight of her, Stewart grinned, “Back already?” Charlene returned the smile, “Yep.”
Just as she said that, Thorne’s car pulled in, with Vesta riding shotgun.
Instead of heading into the garage, Thorne parked right in front of Charlene and Stewart.
Both he and Vesta got out, greeting Stewart with a cheerful, “Good morning, Mr. Ferguson.”
Stewart’s smile faded slightly.
“What rotten luck,” he muttered under his breath, tuning out Thorne and Vesta as he pulled Charlene along with him.
Thorne and Vesta didn’t seem to mind Stewart’s cold shoulder. As they passed by, Thorne handed Vesta the car keys and opened the driver’s door for her, gently reminding her, “Drive safely.”
Vesta smiled, touched by his thoughtfulness, “I will.”
Charlene and Stewart made their way into the office building. While waiting for the elevator, Stewart glanced back at the entrance, noticing Thorne hadn’t followed them.
Still sweet-talking with Vesta, he mused.
Once inside the elevator, a thought struck Stewart. “Do you think they’re living together now? Sharing a car first thing in the morning seems like a sign.”
Charlene shrugged, uncertain. Even if they weren’t officially living together, the fact that Thorne was picking Vesta up so early suggested they were pretty serious.
Thorne had a chauffeur but chose to drive Vesta himself, going out of his way without a hint of complaint. Their relationship seemed as strong as ever.
The day after tomorrow was Daisy’s birthday.
That evening, after work, Charlene swung by the mall to pick up a pink bunny plush toy.
As she was descending in the elevator with the plush toy, she bumped into Vesta and Katie heading up.
Vesta saw the toy in Charlene’s hands and figured it was a present for Jasmine. A flicker of scorn crossed her eyes.
Ever since Jasmine had started hanging out with her, she’d grown out of those cutesy pink plushies. Charlene still gifting such things. either meant she was clueless about Jasmine’s tastes or just plain ridiculous for not catching on to Jasmine’s current interests.
Vesta didn’t spare Charlene another glance.
Katie, too, gave Charlene a brief look before dismissing her presence
entirely, her focus solely of net
patting her hand with an air of satisfaction and affection. To her, Vesta was the only granddaughter she acknowledged.
Charlene paid them no mind.
She made her way to the underground parking, got into her car, and left the mall.
The next morning, as Charlene was just waking up, her phone buzzed with a call from Kenton Wagner.
After listening to what he had to say, she replied, “Got it.”
Hanging up, she immediately dialed Granger, “I’ve got something
important tomorrow morning, so I can’t make it to Daisy’s birthday. make sure the cake is ready in advance. Could you swing by my place to pick it up along
I got her? And please, with the gift
apologize to
Daisy for me.”