Christine White nodded, “Seen it.”
“What did you say?” Baird Lane stared, hastily putting down his glass and holding her shoulders down with both hands, asking urgently, “You’ve really seen it, where have you seen it?”
Christine White was taken aback by his excitement and scowled back, “I did see it, but where, I can’t remember …”
“Can’t remember?” Baird Lane’s handsome face sank.
Now it’s hard to have someone who might have seen Nigel, only to have her give him a line about not remembering.
“Yeah, I can’t really remember who I’ve seen it with.” Christine White nods, a little apologetically, “And I’ve only seen it once in a long time, but …”
“But what?” Baird Lane’s fists closed.
Christine White inhaled, “As you know my circle is pretty clean, and I don’t usually know many people, and I’ve got this birthmark that I’ve seen once stuck in my head, and I think that this person who owns the birthmark, I know, so I think I should be able to remember it if I just think about it a little more carefully.”
“Are you sure?” Baird Lane squinted at her.
Christine White’s eyes flashed and she lowered her head with some uncertainty, “I suppose …”
To be honest, she really wasn’t sure, and her memory was getting worse, it simply wasn’t as good as it used to be, and she forgot a lot of things as soon as she turned her head.
Even though her circle was small and she didn’t know many people, she still had to remember a lot of people if she really had to recall them one by one, and it was hard, really hard, to remember who was the one who possessed the birthmark among so many others!
But she’ll try!
With that thought, Christine White closed her eyes and began to remember.
Baird Lane didn’t bother her, either, and his sharp eyes just stared at her, with a few faint hints of anticipation lurking in them.
A few minutes passed, however, and Christine White opened her eyes in annoyance.
Baird Lane took one look at her and knew she was fruitless.
The anticipation in his eyes dissipated, and he slowly released his hands on her shoulders as well.
Christine White panicked for a moment as she felt an emptiness on her shoulders.
She didn’t have time to think about it and grabbed his sleeve in a hurry, “I’m sorry, I still haven’t remembered.”
“Never mind, I already guessed.” Baird Lane pinched the bridge of his nose, “And I don’t blame you.”
“But you’re still disappointed aren’t you?” Christine White lowered her eyes.
Baird Lane hooked his lips slightly, “It’s a little bit of that, but it’s okay, if Nigel was really that easy to find, I wouldn’t have waited until now, well enough about that, what did you go out shopping for?”
He changed the subject.
Christine White didn’t know if he was doing this to keep her from continuing to beat herself up or something else, but seeing as he didn’t want to say any more, she could only answer in a submissive manner, “Bought some thread balls, how did you know I was out shopping?”
“The driver told me.” Baird Lane picked up his wine glass and bottle and headed for the parlor.
Christine White followed him, “And you had the driver keep a special eye on me?”
“No, it’s just that for your safety, I have to know where you are at all times.” Baird Lane sat down on the couch.
Christine White walked up next to him and sat down as well, “Safe? Can anything else happen to me?”
“The Lane Family Group has been subjected to frequent small acts lately and it’s good to keep an eye on them.” Baird Lane said.
Christine White’s eyes rolled, “So you’re saying that the person who’s pulling these little stunts could be …”
“I know what you’re going to say, I’m suspecting it too, and I’ve been having Gates look into it, but nothing’s come of it, not you.” Baird Lane shook his glass and took another sip before continuing to speak down the line, “Reporting to HQ tomorrow, ready to go?”
“So soon?” Christine White was slightly startled.
Baird Lane raised an eyebrow, “Soon? I’m moving back to HQ to sit tomorrow.”
“I should be ready for … right.” Christine White returned somewhat uninformed.
Baird Lane held his forehead, “So you weren’t prepared for anything at all were you?”
“Not really, I’ve thought about how I’m going to introduce myself when the time comes.” Christine White said as she straightened up.
Baird Lane laughed softly, “That’s not bad, but reporting to HQ is more than just making introductions, what exactly do you have to prepare for, I’ll have Gates put together a packet and send it over in a few minutes, so take a good look at it.”
“Good.” Christine White nodded.
Baird Lane hmmm’d, “I’m going to go change, the smell of alcohol is a bit strong.”
“Go on.” Christine White moved to the side to make it easier for him to cross.
However Baird Lane stood up and took a step forward, his tall body suddenly shook.
Christine White was startled at the sight and hurriedly got up to hold him in place, “What’s wrong with you?”
“A little dizzy.” Baird Lane closed his eyes and his voice rasped back.
Christine White subconsciously looked towards the bottle of wine on the coffee table, a bottle of wine, already half gone, no wonder she was dizzy.
At that moment, she said without any good humor, “Louis XIII is such a highly concentrated wine, you drink so much at once, it’s obvious that you are drunk, it’s strange if your head doesn’t get dizzy.”
Baird Lane was not angry at her accusations, but felt something new in his heart.
This is the first time she’s blatantly accused him of drinking, right?
It turns out that this kind of accusation, which is not uncaring, feels so different that it warms one’s heart at the same time that one can do nothing about it.
At that thought, Baird Lane’s eyes flashed brilliantly, and he suddenly unloaded all his strength and threw himself down towards Christine White.
Christine White froze, then scrambled to hug him.
But he was just too heavy, and there was still some impact when he fell, and it wasn’t easy for Christine White to hold him, and she was even pressed back two steps and almost sat on her butt on the sofa before she managed to hold him.
Although the hug was hugged, but also tired enough, she exhaled several times in a row, only slightly slowed down a trace, have the strength to ask the man, “Why did you suddenly fall down? You quickly get up, I can’t last long like this.”
Baird Lane buried his head in the crook of Christine White’s neck, “I’m sorry, I can’t get up, I’m dizzy and I have no strength.”
“So can you still walk?” Christine White asked with a sideways glance.
Baird Lane rubbed his forehead against her shoulder, “I can’t, you can help me to my room.”
“You …” Christine White choked, “Don’t you have a clear idea of what you weigh?”
“Uh-huh.” Baird Lane answered.
Christine White giggles.
He answered?
“Come on, help me back, I can’t stand.” Baird Lane urged.
Christine White rolled her eyes, “Who let you drink so much, you deserve it!”
“Huh.” Baird Lane gave a low chuckle and didn’t say anything.
Christine White couldn’t do anything with him, and in his condition, he really didn’t seem to be able to walk on his own.
Unable to do anything else, she could only grit her teeth and support him, walking towards the room step by step.
With a person on her body, Christine White couldn’t walk fast, and it took several minutes to walk a distance of more than ten meters.
When she got to the room, she dumped the man directly on top of the bed without saying a word.
The man stifled a grunt and raised his eyes to her, “On purpose?”
Christine White’s eyes flickered sheepishly, “No, it’s just that you’re too heavy and your hands are slippery, so …”
She flung her wrist.
Baird Lane had such sharp eyes that he couldn’t tell she was lying, but he didn’t break her down, instead he spread his arms and ordered, “Help me change.”
“What?” Christine White froze.
Baird Lane repeated, “Help me change, quick!”
“Why?” Christine White shook her head no.
Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed, “There is no why, there is and only one, I can’t move, understand?”