“No way?” Gates’ mouth opened in surprise, “I’d believe it if it was Loring who did it, but Leo Bort can’t be right, he’s Ella Smith’s husband anyways and they used to be really in love.”
“There’s nothing impossible, you know very well what Leo Bort is, and from a normal person’s point of view, what should a husband’s first reaction be when his wife is in a car accident?” Baird Lane looked at him.
Gates didn’t think twice about answering directly, “Calling the police to find the killer, of course.”
“True, but the fact that Leo Bort did nothing, but instead went straight to the public with the news that Ella Smith had gone to her death, is the biggest mystery of all.” Baird Lane said narrowing his eyes.
Gates huffed backward, “If that’s true, then Leo Bort is terrible.”
“So in this case, even if Leo Bort wasn’t personally involved, he definitely can’t get away with it, so go contact a reputable firm and get to the bottom of Ella Smith’s car accident.” Baird Lane commanded.
Gates scratched his head with some difficulty, “But President Lane, after all, this was more than twenty years ago, technology was not developed at that time, not to mention the location of the incident, there are not many surveillance cameras on the roadways of the country, it is not easy to check.”
“It’s not good enough to check.” Baird Lane said forcefully.
Gates sighed, a bitter laugh in his mind, “I know.”
“Besides.” Baird Lane spoke again.
Gates’ form tightened, “Is there anything else President Lane wants?”
“Go down to the funeral home and get Ella Smith’s ashes out and buy a plot for burial.” Baird Lane turned his watch and looked at the time order.
Gates sighed in relief, “I know, I’ll get it done as soon as I can.”
He thought that there was some kind of daunting task ahead.
“Well, that’s good, I’ll be off.” Baird Lane lifted his foot and walked out of the basement.
It was time for him to pick up Christine White at the hotel.
Christine White didn’t expect Baird Lane to pick her up so soon, and was both surprised and pleasantly surprised for a moment.
“Are you done with your business?” She pulled open the door and got in.
Baird Lane poked around and buckled her seatbelt himself, “Busy, how’s your side?”
“And almost done, all that’s left is to be the overseer.” Christine White waved her small fist and said with a wide smile.
Baird Lane raised his eyebrows slightly, “You seem to take pleasure in things like setting up the venue, don’t you?”
“Did you see it coming?” Christine White was slightly surprised.
Baird Lane started the car, “It’s written all over his face, why can’t he see it.”
“Uh …” Christine White rubbed the tip of her nose in some embarrassment, “I am indeed quite happy, after all, this is the first task you and Grandpa have given me, and it makes me feel like I’m finally no longer a salted fish and have a role to play.”
“Really, then good luck and don’t let grandpa down.” A faint smile surfaced in Baird Lane’s eyes.
Turns out she’s been feeling inferior about not being able to help The Lane Family.
What a silly woman!
“Well, don’t worry, I won’t let grandpa down.” Christine White pursed her lips and returned with a firm face.
Baird Lane glanced at her in the afterglow, “When we get back, I’ll send you an invitation list, so you can compare it to the people on it and get a feel for their preferences and taboos, so you don’t say the wrong thing when you’re dealing with them.”
“Dealing?” Christine White froze, then pointed to herself in a bit of a panic, “I’m going to get to know the big boys?”
“What else do you think, The Lane Family is the organizer of this alliance, and you, as the Young Lady of The Lane Family, are required to attend.” Baird Lane replied in a cloudy voice.
Christine White was anxious, “But I have no idea how to deal with them.”
“That’s what you’re going to have to learn, the ones whose family lineage doesn’t compare to The Lane Family’s are the ones who come to befriend you and you just deal with them casually, and the ones whose family lineage doesn’t even come close to The Lane Family’s, when you talk, you can go along with their preferences a little bit.” Baird Lane taught her.
Christine White nods as she listens, “What about a better family than The Lane Family?”
“Not for a while.” Baird Lane gave her four words back.
Christine White sniffed and gasped slightly, “That’s good.”
“But …” Baird Lane suddenly trailed off.
The corner of Christine White’s eye twitched and she felt her nerves jolt, “But what?”
Baird Lane’s expression turned serious, “This time the Business Alliance has added a new family, overseas The Camp Family, this family’s power is not on par with The Lane Family, you need to pay attention to it.”
“So what do I need to watch out for?” Christine White couldn’t help but take it seriously when she saw how gruff he was talking.
“What exactly, I’m not sure, I don’t have much of an impression of this The Camp Family, they’ve emigrated overseas since the Reformation and have never come back, so I don’t know much about it, just follow me around when you’re there and keep your mouth shut.”
“Good.” Christine White nodded.
Back at the villa, it was six in the afternoon, just in time for the evening hours.
At the table, Christine White eats while checking the list of invitees Baird Lane sent her.
Halfway through seeing it, the phone suddenly rang.
Christine White stopped her chopsticks and looked up at Baird Lane.
Baird Lane frowned and held his cell phone out, scanning the screen before stretching his brow and putting the phone to his ear, “Hello.”
“President Lane, it’s done, Mick White sent it back to the couple.” Gates’ respectful voice came.
Baird Lane didn’t turn on the amplification, and although he knew Christine White couldn’t hear the call, he couldn’t help but glance toward her.
Christine White cocked her head in confusion, “What’s wrong?”
He talks on the phone but looks at her.
It’s hard to believe that this is a phone call that concerns her.
Baird Lane didn’t answer Christine White and pulled his gaze back, “I see.”
“Also, Ella Smith’s done, the address of the mausoleum, I’ve sent it to your cell phone, check it.” Gates added.
Christine White brought her cell phone to her attention, and sure enough, there was an unchecked message on it.
He tapped the message open and memorized the address on it for a second before turning off the missive and continuing the call, “Hard work, double your bonus this month.”
“Thank you President Lane,” Gates said with an instant smile.
Baird Lane hmmm’d and cut the phone off.
“Come with me somewhere tomorrow.” He said to Christine White as he put down his cell phone.
Christine White, with chopsticks in her mouth, asked blankly, “Where to?”
“You’ll see when we get there, keep eating.” Baird Lane tapped the table.
He was going to remain mysterious, and Christine White, knowing she couldn’t ask no matter what, simply pushed her curiosity down and didn’t ask any more questions.
After the meal, they both went upstairs.
But when they went upstairs, they each went their separate ways.
Baird Lane went back to his study and minded his own business, and Christine White went to her room to wash and prepare for rest.
The next day, she yawned as she came downstairs and greeted Aunt Lucy, who was cleaning and cleaning.
“Morning, Aunt Lucy.”
Aunt Lucy smiled and responded, “Good morning ma’am, sir has been waiting for you for a long time.”
“Sir?” Christine White sobered instantly, “He hasn’t left yet?”
“Did you forget I said I’d take you somewhere?” Baird Lane’s voice rang out coldly from behind him.
Christine White turned around in a hurry, only to see him standing behind her with a cup of clear tea, looking at her with a blank face.
Christine White smiled a little embarrassed, “I didn’t forget, I thought it was noon or afternoon.”
“All right, go get breakfast and we’ll leave afterward.” Baird Lane waved his hand, signaling her to hurry to dinner.
Christine White answered and headed toward the dining room.
After breakfast, the two of them went out of the villa together.
“President Lane, ma’am.” Gates came by at some point and got out of the car holding a bouquet of flowers.
Christine White looked at the bouquet and was surprised that the flowers were actually yellow and white chrysanthemums.
Why is Gates hugging these flowers?