Baird Lane sensed this with a shrewd glint in his eyes, and his movements began to become gentler.
But just then, a phone call suddenly rang, breaking the charming atmosphere in the kitchen in an instant.
Christine White immediately came to her senses and pushed him away, “Your phone.”
Baird Lane pulled out his cell phone with a grimace, mentally marking Gates down hard.
Called sooner or later, but at this time of day.
No eye candy at all.
“Aren’t you going to answer it?” Keeping the man glued to his cell phone, Christine White couldn’t resist a reminder.
Baird Lane closed his eyes, pushed the fire down in his heart, and answered the phone in front of her.
“Yes?” He spoke in an icy voice.
On the other end of the phone, Gates froze, not understanding where he had pissed off Baird Lane, but he didn’t think much of it, and after adjusting his mindset, he said seriously, “President Lane, something’s happened at headquarters.”
“Something happened?” Baird Lane’s eyes narrowed.
Gates nodded, “That’s right, the headquarters was sniped by an unknown financial force.”
“What did you say?” Baird Lane blushed, “Are you telling the truth?”
Christine White was still taken aback when she saw him like that.
What the hell is going on?
It got him so worked up.
“It’s true, just half an hour ago …” Gates gave the details of what happened.
Baird Lane’s face was horribly grim when he heard it, and the cold air around him was enough to freeze people, “Did you find out who that force was?”
“Not yet, I’m still having it investigated, and now the directors at headquarters want to call a meeting and ask if you want to come back.”
“Sure thing, I’ll be right back.” Baird Lane hung up the phone.
Christine White looked at him and softly inquired, “What happened?”
“The stock market at The Lane Family’s headquarters has been sniped, I’m going over there, I may not necessarily come over tonight, I’ll have Aunt Lucy bring you dinner.” Baird Lane admonished as he straightened his messy clothes.
Christine White nodded her head back and forth, “Okay, since the company is busy, you should hurry over there.”
“Well, I’m off, call me if you need anything.” He rubbed a handful of her hair and took long strides away.
It wasn’t until she heard the door slamming outside the living room that Christine White jumped down from the sink, feeling both lost and grateful.
Lost in the fact that once again, he had left her behind for something else, but she could understand that, after all, it was a company matter, and as long as it wasn’t about Molly Bort, anyway, anything else, she could understand.
And thankfully, the blush-inducing exercise didn’t end up doing the trick, and the call from Gates came at the right time, or she might have actually messed around with Baird Lane in the kitchen.
In that case, how could she face the kitchen with a normal mind in the future.
With that thought, Christine White exhaled slightly and straightened her clothes before continuing to wash the unfinished dishes.
After that was done, she went back to her room and watched TV.
In the evening, Baird Lane never came over, as he said he would.
She looked at the time, it was almost ten o’clock.
I don’t know if he’s resolved the matter with his company yet.
“Ma’am.” Aunt Lucy came out of the kitchen with a glass of milk.
Christine White craned her head to look at her, “What’s wrong?”
“Here’s some milk for you, drink it while it’s hot.” Aunt Lucy handed her the milk.
Christine White thanked her before taking a small sip of the milk in her cupped hands.
“Ma’am, it’s getting late, you should take an early rest after drinking the milk, I should go back to the villa as well.” Aunt Lucy offered her farewell.
Christine White nodded, “Okay, Aunt Lucy take care, be careful on your way.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got a driver waiting for me downstairs, so I’ll be off then.” Aunt Lucy lifted up the lunchbox on the coffee table, waved at her and headed towards the door.
With Aunt Lucy gone, the apartment was once again cold, and even though there was a TV on, Christine White still felt a tinge of loneliness.
This hint of loneliness even created a wave of regret within her that she had to move out alone.
If she hadn’t moved out and was still at the villa, with Aunt Lucy with her, I don’t think she would have felt as lonely as she did now.
Thinking about it, Christine White sighed and finished her glass of milk in a few gulps and went to the restroom to wash up.
It’s so late, Baird Lane shouldn’t be coming over.
Then there was no point in her waiting.
With that thought, Christine White yawned and shuffled back to her room to sleep.
The next day, she woke up at ten in the morning.
She got dressed and walked out of her room and was flabbergasted to see Aunt Lucy busy in the living room, “Aunt Lucy? what are you doing here?”
Aunt Lucy stopped mopping and smiled at her, “Good morning ma’am.”
“Morning.” Christine White returned the smile.
It was then that Aunt Lucy answered her earlier question, “It was Mister who called me to come and bring you breakfast, but seeing that you weren’t up yet ma’am, I didn’t call you.”
“Baird Lane called you to come?” Christine White raised an eyebrow, “When did he call?”
“In the morning, ah, around eight o’clock.” Aunt Lucy thought back.
Christine White gave a dawning oh, “He called you, which means he didn’t come back to the cottage last night either?”
“No.” Aunt Lucy shook her head.
Christine White was silent.
Looks like The Lane Family HQ is in a lot of trouble this time, or he wouldn’t be so busy that he’s staying out at night.
I really hope he gets it sorted out soon.
“Aunt Lucy, how did his voice sound when he called you? Was it hoarse?” Christine White asked again.
Aunt Lucy shrugged her shoulders, “That’s something I didn’t pay attention to, ma’am, if you want to know, just call mister and ask, aren’t you guys reconciled now.”
“Not exactly reconciled.” Christine White rubbed her nose back.
Aunt Lucy laughed, “That’s about right, since you care about Mr. give him a call.”
Again she advised.
Christine White hesitated for a few seconds and nodded, “Okay.”
She took out her cell phone and flipped through Baird Lane’s number and dialed it.
However, when the call went through, there was no answer.
Helpless, she sighed and hung up the phone.
Aunt Lucy watched her put away her cell phone and asked suspiciously, “What’s wrong?”
“No one’s answering, I think he’s still busy, he left in a hurry yesterday when something happened at The Lane Family headquarters.” Christine White returned with deliberation.
Aunt Lucy nodded, “That would seem to be the case, back when Sir first inherited The Lane Family, he was busy for a week straight without much rest.”
“How is his body going to survive a week without much rest?” Christine White was amazed.
Aunt Lucy spread her hands, “Wasn’t up for it, so then sir came back after dealing with the company and fell into bed, slept almost all day and night that time.”
“So will he do the same this time?” Christine White was a little worried.
Aunt Lucy patted her hand, “Don’t think too much ma’am, just in case sir takes care of it today.”
“You’re right about that too.” Christine White forced a smile.
Aunt Lucy took her hand and walked over to the table, “Breakfast first ma’am, after breakfast, does ma’am have any plans?”
Christine White took a bite of her bun, “I’m going to check on Debby at the previous company .”
She hadn’t seen Debby York in so many days and hadn’t been in touch, and she kinda missed Debby York.
“It’s good to go and meet friends.” Aunt Lucy smiles and nods, “Then I’ll have the driver take you there later ma’am.”
“No need.” Christine White declined, “I’ll just take a cab there myself.”
Seeing her so stubborn, Aunt Lucy sighed helplessly and went with her.
After breakfast, Christine White took a taxi to her previous company as instructed.
Since she was no longer with the company this time, she was stopped by security from getting in.
There was no choice but to take out her cell phone and call Debby York.
“Which one?” Soon Debby York’s confused voice came on the other end of the line.