Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 282

Well, since Neil had put it that way, there was no room for negotiation

We were talking big shots from Rosemont Making a fool of yourself in front of them? Heavy consequences.

Gloria’s face turned ugly, all her usual grace and dignity was gone She was looking at Bonnie, her eyes full of disappointment.

The host whispered to Bonnie, “Ms Tueley, please return to your seat.”

“Okay. “Bonnie responded with a downcast head, placed her speech on the podium, and quickly exited the stage.

I picked up her discarded speech, gave it a once-over, and tossed it into the nearby trash. Then, I continued where Bonnie had left off.

I was pretty pleased with Bonnie’s performance. It got my gears turning: my delivery was light but powerful.

About ten minutes later, my talk was over The room burst into applause.

I knew I did good that day

Bonnie, on the other hand, was a mess. From the moment she returned to her seat to the end of the summit, she had kept her head down, staring at the table. Her mind clearly elsewhere.

“Ms. Finch, hold up.” Everyone else had left, but Gloria stopped me. She brought Bonnie over. This was Bonnie’s fault today. She shouldn’t have taken your speech.”

Bonnie glanced at me, but I didn’t see any regret in her eyes.

I simply gave a cold laugh without saying a word and left.

On the way back, I had someone look into the mysterious phone number to see who called me. It might have given the cops a lead.

to bear fruit or for the caller to contact me again.

the ring Neil tossed. It had been a few days: I wondered

If I was not

ground a thin layer of white, making the search difficult. Soon

Neil’s voice suddenly came from behind me.

his suit from the meeting, but then hed gotten a black coat on

black clothes, Neil’s skin had a soft glow. He didn’t look

together and said, “Nothing. I heard a puppy whining. I was afraid it might

Neil rolled his eyes at the snow I’ve

for the engagement ring Russel Dawson

exhausting. He made

my hands and said, “Am I crazy? Do I need more

on my red, cold hands. He took off his leather gloves, “Put these on and let’s go home.”

his gloves. They were soft inside, still warm from his hands,

led me back towards the mansion.

were short, and nights were

or five in the afternoon, the sky had darkened.

tall frame and long strides keeping him ahead. I

started to snow again. Small flakes lightly dusted our

the housekeeper greeted us. “Would you like dinner prepared earlier

felt cold, so I took off the gloves and placed them on the table. The housekeeper poured us

didn’t drink, he just sat on the couch checking his phone. He was really busy. The fact that he made time

was not as busy so quietly drank

his phone and

responded casually, still drinking

the door. I’m going to take a shower” With

bit puzzled A

bringing a big box. The person left the box