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 wait for the investigation to bear fruit or

but think of the ring Neil tossed. It had been a few

ring. If I

a thin layer of white, making the search difficult.

came from behind me.

a black coat on

soft glow. He didn’t look like he was

and said, “Nothing. I heard a puppy whining. I

puppy?” Neil rolled his eyes at the snow I’ve disturbed.

the engagement ring Russel Dawson

to him was exhausting. He made

was getting better at acting, so I just brushed off my hands and said, “Am I crazy? Do I need more

gaze fell on my red, cold hands. He took off his leather gloves, “Put these on and

were soft inside, still warm from his hands, and suddenly my

and led me back towards the mansion.

and nights were long.

afternoon, the sky had darkened. The

frame and long strides keeping him ahead. I could see his profile and the slope of his

Small flakes lightly

Whitmore, Ms. Finch, you’re back! The moment we entered the mansion, the housekeeper greeted us. “Would you like dinner prepared earlier today? “Hum”Neil responded. So, the housekeeper got busy with dinner.

no longer felt cold, so I took off the gloves and placed them on the table. The housekeeper poured us two cups of hot milk.

checking his phone. He was really busy. The fact that he made time to argue with

was not as busy so quietly drank my

good today” Neil put down his phone and told me. He seemed to be

so too” I responded casually,

I’m going to take a shower”

bit puzzled A

bringing a big box. The