“Ma’am, the one from The White Family came to the villa out of the blue, clamoring to see you.” Aunt Lucy returned, her tone full of helplessness.
Christine White frowned, “My mom?”
“Yeah.”
“What did she want with me?” Christine White asked again.
“I think it said your brother got a girlfriend and is getting married or something.” Aunt Lucy said with some uncertainty.
Christine White was surprised, “Girlfriend? Mick got a girlfriend?”
“That’s what your mom said.”
“What about my mom? Is she still around now?”
“Not anymore, she came to the villa to see you, I said you went out, she then asked me for your contact information ma’am, I didn’t give it to her, so she left.” Aunt Lucy said, then advised, “Ma’am, I’m telling you, you mustn’t go to The White Family ah, just in case she came to you to ask for money again.”
Christine White thought about it and it made sense, “I see, thanks Aunt Lucy.”
“You’re welcome.”
The call ended and Debby York looked at Christine White, “Who the hell is Aunt Lucy?”
“The housekeeper at my husband’s house.” Christine White put her cell phone down and called back.
Debby York raised an eyebrow, “Ah the housekeeper, then it seems your husband’s family is stronger than I thought.”
Christine White took a sip of her soup, but smiled.
The Lane Family is indeed strong, but it has nothing to do with her.
She always remembered that Baird Lane wasn’t allowed to let her talk nonsense about her relationship with him, so she wouldn’t say anything to the public about how The Lane Family was.
“By the way, I just heard that Aunt Lucy on the phone with you say that your mom was looking for you… what’s up?” Debby York asked curiously as she chucked a piece of meat into her bowl.
Christine White rubbed her brow, “I think it said Mick got a girlfriend.”
“It’s weird that a guy like your brother can get a girlfriend, how blind that girl has to be.” Debby York spat venomously.
Christine White cried and laughed, “Maybe the two have the same attributes, so they see eye to eye.”
“It’s not impossible when you put it that way.” Debby York nodded, “But your mom’s pretty weird too, what’s it got to do with you if your brother’s looking for a girlfriend, what’s it got to do with you, is it hard for you to go back and palm it off?”
“I don’t know yet.” Christine White shrugged.
Debby York tsked, “The way I see it, I guess your brother got a girlfriend and spent all his money, so your mom came to your door asking for money.”
“Aunt Lucy said the same thing.” Christine White laughed softly.
Debby York took a sip of water and added, “It seems I’m not the only one who thinks so, so Christine, don’t be a fool and ask your mom what she really wants, just pretend you don’t know she’s been looking for you. ”
“Well, don’t worry, I’ve got it covered.” Christine White nodded.
She hadn’t gotten a single bit of care from them since she was received by the old family.
Every time they contacted her, they asked her for money and nothing else, not a word about how her health was or if she was tired from work.
So this time, the possibility of them asking for money was very high, and since that was the case, there was really no need for her to ask them what they were looking for her for.
“Enough about that, how about after dinner, we go out for a little shopping?” Debby York suggested.
Christine White looked at her in surprise, “Lunch break is only an hour and a half, do you have time to shop?”
“Didn’t I tell you?” Debby York raised an eyebrow, “I’ve taken the afternoon off.”
Christine White rolled her eyes, “When did you tell me that.”
“Oh, then it looks like I forgot.” Debby York hemmed and hawed.
Christine White didn’t bother with her and ate her own food.
“By the way Christine, good news for you, I’m getting another promotion.” Debby York suddenly perked up.
Christine White was taken aback, “So soon, I remember you’ve only been promoted for a short while, right?”
“Right.” Debby York nodded.
“So how come it’s so fast this time?”
“I don’t know exactly, I heard from our manager that President Lane is going back to headquarters soon, so he’s taking a group of people to headquarters to practice, and I just happened to be chosen, and after I go to headquarters, my position will remain the same, but it’s also the equivalent of a promotion because headquarters is a higher starting point than the company.” Debby York explains.
Christine White caught on and nodded, “So that’s what happened, so congratulations are in order.”
“Thanks.” Debby York smiled, “Seriously then, I don’t understand why I was chosen, I asked the manager and the people who were chosen all had over five years of service and had basically won Outstanding Employee, I was the only one who wasn’t, so they were all speculating if I was a relative of President Lane.”
Speaking here, she skimmed her mouth with some indignation, “What’s more, there are still people saying that I’m not a backdoor person, are you kidding me, if I have connections to go through the backdoor, I would have replaced the manager long time ago, what’s the point of being a team leader to be satisfied?”
Christine White didn’t answer, keeping her head down and thinking about something.
According to Debby York, everyone else was selected because they had seniority, and Debby York was selected any way you look at it.
And the last promotion, all of a sudden, was strange in any case, and there must be a reason why all these strange points came together.
Is it because of her?
“Christine, what are you thinking?” Debby York waved her hand.
Christine White snapped back, “I was thinking about the reason for your promotion.”
“Yeah, it’s weird right? I always feel like I’m being taken care of by President Lane.” Debby York said with her chin in a pestle.
Christine White narrowed her eyes, “Being taken care of by President Lane?”
“Yeah, the last time I got a promotion it was Assistant Gates from President Lane’s side who came over and told me about it, and this time it’s the same, so go figure.” Debby York shrugged, “If I wasn’t so self-aware, I’d think President Lane had a crush on me.”
“Pfft!” Christine White didn’t hold back a mouthful of soup and sprayed it out, then coughed and turned white.
Debby York was startled and hurriedly put down her chopsticks to pat her on the back, “You damn kid, can’t you eat slowly? No one is stealing from you!”
“What the ahem ahem.” Christine White was not amused by her, “I wasn’t eating too fast, I was amused by your remark.”
Baird Lane has a crush on her?
How is that possible!
“What’s so funny, I’m not just saying that.” Debby York bristled.
Christine White rolled her eyes straight up, “You can only talk about it to my face, what do you think will happen if President Lane hears about it?”
“So yeah, I never say these things to the public.” Debby York hemmed and hawed.
Christine White glared at her in a no-nonsense manner, “Alright, eat, don’t think too much, I’ll ask the reason for you later.”
“You ask for me?”
“Yeah, you asked, my husband he …”
“Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, your husband is good friends with President Lane, okay, so ask for me.” Debby York dumped the task on Christine White.
Christine White shook her head and continued eating.
After the meal, the two of them went to the mall for a while and bought some clothes before parting ways.
Christine White returns to her apartment to find a pair of men’s leather shoes actually sitting on the entrance door of her apartment.
Could it be that Baird Lane is here?
Christine White subconsciously eased the closing of the door and looked into the living room, but saw no one.
Isn’t he in the living room?
Christine White lifted her foot and walked into the living room, which was really not there, but the door to the room was opened.
Christine White pursed her lips and put down the few bags she was holding and headed towards her room, just as she reached the door she stopped in her tracks.
The only thing I saw in the room was that the man was sprawled out on her bed in a deep sleep.
He slept in a bad position, slumped over, with one arm still falling over the edge of the bed, and not afraid that if he stayed like this for too long, his arm would become numb with excessive congestion.
And his sleeping position, how did he sleep like this? It’s not a position he usually sleeps in.
Thinking about it, Christine White gently walked over to him, and only then did she get a good look at Baird Lane’s face; his face was covered with fatigue, and the dark circles under his eyelids were very obvious, even his breathing was much heavier than usual.
Seeing this made Christine White’s heart ache.
He’s like this. I’m afraid he didn’t sleep all night last night.