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Chapter 401 Charity Funds

“You’re right. I’m not the caregiver you hired, Mr. Lane. The caregiver you hired is Miss McKenzie,” Wanda explained.

“That’s right. Miss McKenzie is the one I hired.” Charles nodded a few times before he eyed Wanda puzzledly. “But how did you find out about that?”

Wanda beamed at him. “Miss McKenzie and I are from the same home care services company. She had some urgent matters to deal with at home, so she got me to cover her in taking care of Miss Reed.”

“Is that so?” Charles narrowed his eyes. He clearly still held some suspicion toward the woman in front of him. After all, he hadn’t received any call from the home care services company regarding a change in caregivers.

Wanda nodded. “Of course. You may give the company a call if you don’t believe me, Mr. Lane.”

“Do you think I’d be scared to do that?” Charles scoffed before he pulled his phone out to make a call. Two minutes later, he ended the call with a sour look on his face

Sonia felt for the table in front of her before she placed her glass of milk down. “What did they say? Was Wanda telling the truth?”

Charles nodded. “Yeah. That brat, Eric, forgot to tell me about it. I’m so mad! How could he forget something so important?!”

Sonia chuckled. “Well, since Wanda was telling the truth, we can just drop the matter. Wanda has been doing an excellent job so far.”

“Thank you for the compliment, Miss Reed. I’m glad to hear that you’re satisfied with our services.” Wanda gave Sonia a kind gaze. Wanda was fully aware of Sonia’s identity as Toby’s ex-wife. However, Wanda used to work in the wet kitchen when she was at the Fullers’ old manor, so she rarely showed up in the living hall. Furthermore, Sonia rarely went to the old manor, so Wanda never got the chance to meet Sonia back then. She had only heard about Sonia through Rose and Mary.

All along, Rose and Mary insisted that Miss Reed was a perfect match for Toby. Now that I’ve met her personally, I agree that she’s a great match. More importantly, Young Master Toby is in love with Miss Reed. I don’t understand why he divorced her if he’s so in love with her. Now, he has to work extra hard to get her to come back to him. Isn’t he just causing more trouble for himself?

the mangoes on the table. “I brought you some mangoes,

me?” Sonia tilted her head sideways to show her confusion. “Is there anything that she’d

judging by the look I saw on my mom’s face, she probably has something to

confused at this point. “If she has something to tell me, why

said face-to-face. I guess you’ll find

do, but I definitely can’t go now. Your mom might get worried and cry if she finds out that I lost my vision.

told my mom that we would only visit her after some time. My mom was okay with it,” Charles replied with

smiled in return. “That’s great.” Right then, her phone began to ring. She pulled it out of her pocket and held it up

after glancing

Sonia took the phone and swiped her finger across the screen, using her muscle memory to pick the call up. “Dr.

sent an application to the charity fund to get money for Alice to pay for treatment. I’ve put in

so

fulfill your wishes,” Tim stated. Sonia chuckled at this before she asked,

receiving treatment, so nothing much has

together. “I know. Charles told me that Carl’s condition is rather serious and that it might take weeks and weeks of treatment, so I don’t expect there to be any changes on the first day. However, I was just wondering if the

down at his table and stared as Carl slept soundly on the couch in front of him. Tim’s glasses gleamed for a moment before he replied, “He gets along well with

of receiving therapy for his psychological issues, so he struggles to open up to me. He

it. Thank you so much. I’ll speak to him about this and get him to work well with you,” Sonia uttered in a bashful tone. “Is

sleep in the past few days, so I hypnotized him and put him

him after he wakes up.” Once the call was over, Charles walked over while chewing on mango. “Why did Tim

sent in an application to the