Chapter 78
Charlene instinctively declined. “No need to trouble you. I can pick it up myself.”
Her refusal was quick and decisive, leaving a brief silence on the other end.
Charlene asked, “Mr. Harden?”
“Fine, I’ll send you the contact details for the garage shortly.”
“Thanks, appreciate it.”
Granger didn’t respond, simply ending the call.
With her foot injured, Charlene couldn’t pick up her car. After some thought, she decided to ask Stewart for help.
Stewart agreed to bring her car back once he finished his commitments.
That evening, after ordering pizza for dinner, Charlene received a call from Jasmine, inquiring when she’d come home.
Charlene explained straightforwardly, “Sweetie, I sprained my ankle, and it’s difficult to walk, so I’m staying out to recover. You should head to bed early.”
Jasmine was immediately worried when she heard about the injury. “What? Mommy, you hurt your ankle? Is it really bad? Does it hurt?”
“It hurts, but it’s not severe. I’ll be better in a few days.”
“Okay.”
Reassured by Charlene’s words, Jasmine still wanted to ensure she was okay, “So, where are you staying? We’ll find time to visit you tomorrow when Dad gets home.” Charlene quickly dismissed the idea. “No need. I can take care of myself. Just focus on your studies.”
“Okay then…”
After a bit more chatting, they ended the call.
Later, Thorne returned home.
Upon seeing him, Jasmine said, “Dad,” and before Thorne could even respond, she hurriedly added, “Dad, Mommy hurt her ankle and is currently recuperating outside!” Thorne acknowledged with a “Hmm.” He took off his high-quality suit jacket, handed it to the housekeeper, and mentioned, “I know.”
“Oh?” Jasmine looked up, surprised. “Dad, how did you know? Did Mommy tell you?”
Settling down and accepting a glass of water from Latonia, Thorne replied, “No, but I saw it with my own eyes.
“Saw it?” Jasmine paused, “You were there when Mommy got hurt?”
“Yes.”
Jasmine seemed to remember something, “Oh, right, Mommy works at Dad’s company, so Dad saw it when she got hurt, right?”
“Not exactly,” Thorne’s tone was indifferent. “Mom doesn’t work at my company anymore.”
“What?” Jasmine looked up, puzzled, “So, where does Mommy work now?”
“At a place she likes.”
Oh…”
After finishing his water, Thorne stood up, ruffled Jasmine’s hair, and advised, “Get some rest early.”
Jasmine acknowledged, “Okay.”
Around 8 pm, Stewart returned with Charlene’s car.
While taking over the keys, Charlene asked, “How much was the repair bill?”
She implied she wanted to reimburse him.
*Taking a seat on the couch, Stewart responded, “How would I know?”
“Huh?” Charlene was puzzled. “How did you pick up the car without paying?”
“No one asked me for payment. The workers let me take the car when they heard it was yours.” Charlene paused, realizing.
So, had Granger taken care of the bill on her behalf? That was unexpected.
“What’s wrong?” Stewart noticed her changed expression.
Charlene shook her head. “Nothing.”
“Then let’s get to the homework so I can go home and rest. It’s been a long day. I’m beat!”
By homework, he meant the exhibition review assignment Kenton had given them that morning. “Sure,” Charlene agreed but added, “Let me make a quick call.” “Alright.”
Charlene casually dialed Granger.
He answered almost instantly, “Hello?”
“Mr. Harden, it’s me, Charlene.”
Granger: “I know. What’s up?”
Charlene went straight to the point. “About the car, I’ve got it back. Did you cover the repair expenses? If so, how much was it? I’ll transfer the money to you now.”