“Your husband?” Bess Camp narrowed her eyes, “Ms. White, it’s me who takes the liberty of asking, who is your husband?”
“It’s the organizer of this business league, Baird Lane,” Christine White replied.
The pride in her tone is undisguised when she mentions Baird Lane’s identity.
Bess Camp was taken aback as well, then let her guard down and smiled softly, “So it’s Mrs. Lane.”
The phrase Mrs. Lane made Christine White a little embarrassed, she rubbed the back of her neck and coyly said, “There’s no need to call me Mrs. Lane.”
“I’ll just call you Ms. White, then.” Bess Camp changed her tune instantly.
Christine White hmmm’d, then asked, “Is Mr. Toki here for the business alliance this time?”
“Yes.” Bess Camp nodded and pointed in a direction immediately afterward, “Christine White, there’s a cafe up ahead, let me buy you a cup of coffee as a thank you for buying my ticket.”
“This …” Christine White was a little hesitant.
Bess Camp looked at her, “No?”
“Uh, no.” Christine White waved her hand, “Respectfully, then.”
“Please.” Bess Camp made a please gesture.
Christine White said yes and followed him toward the café.
To be honest, she didn’t really want to have coffee with him, after all, she wasn’t familiar with him, even if she bought him a ticket, she didn’t want anything in return, after all, it was only a few dollars.
Yet she couldn’t really turn him down; she hadn’t forgotten Baird Lane’s comment that overseas The Camp Family’s power was on par with The Lane Family’s.
In case her refusal, upset him, it would be like making another powerful enemy for The Lane Family, so to avoid such a possibility, she had to agree.
Arriving at the café, Bess Camp gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Christine White.
Christine White sat down with some formality.
“What can I get you to drink?” Bess Camp took the waiter’s order and handed it to her.
Christine White shook her head, “I’ll do whatever.”
“Cappuccino it is then, I know you girls don’t like anything too bitter, this is better.” Bess Camp recommended.
Christine White hmmm’d, “That’ll be it, thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” Bess Camp smiled and ordered herself a Blue Mountain before returning the order machine to the waiter.
After the waiter left, Christine White took a sip of the fresh water on the table and looked for a topic of conversation, “What’s Mr. Toki doing riding in a subway station?”
Bess Camp replied with a bitter smile, “I came here to pay my respects to a deceased elder at the mausoleum, and when I was about to go back my car broke down and my cell phone died, so I couldn’t reach anyone else.”
“So it is.” Christine White smiled awkwardly.
He was pretty unlucky.
“That said, it’s really thanks to you Ms. White, if it wasn’t for you, I’d probably still be struggling with how to buy tickets, I’ve never been to the country before and I didn’t realize how much it’s changed, I’m totally out of my element.” Bess Camp said.
His voice was very gentle, and the aura that flowed around him was casual; despite his noble status, he was not as cold as Baird Lane, who was too cold for people to approach.
So with him, even if you are nervous and uncomfortable at first, you will gradually relax later.
Christine White is like that now as she picks up, “Mr. Toki grew up overseas, it’s normal for him to be uncomfortable.”
“True enough.” Bess Camp took a sip of the coffee that had just been served with a smirk.
Perhaps the flavor of the coffee wasn’t quite to his liking, he took a sip and put it down after frowning slightly.
Christine White saw this and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly without saying anything.
This man, he’s kinda picky.
“Ms. White.” Bess Camp looked at Christine White.
Christine White put down her coffee, “Hmm?”
“You’re a lot like my sister.” He said suddenly.
Christine White was all shocked, “Sister?”
“Yes.” Bess Camp nodded.
Christine White felt a bit amused, “Mr. Toki don’t joke, how can I …”
Her words suddenly came to a screeching halt, staring wide-eyed and incredulous at the photo in front of her, her face filled with shock, “This …”
“Now convinced I wasn’t kidding?” Bess Camp smiled and closed her purse.
Christine White swallows, half-collecting her thoughts and calming down, “Well … This is incredible.”
The girl in that photo just now actually really did look six or seven percent similar to her.
If the girl in the photo hadn’t had an extra mole on her brow than she did, she would have thought it was herself.
“It was incredible, when I was buying my ticket earlier, I was so surprised at the first sight of you Ms. White, I thought I saw my sister.” Bess Camp stroked her purse, a wistful look in her eyes.
Christine White looked at him and vaguely guessed something, “Your sister she …”
“She passed away, she had a heart condition as a child, and when she was twenty, she didn’t last long because she couldn’t find a proper heart.” Bess Camp put her purse away and trailed off.
Christine White bit her lip, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”
“It’s okay, it’s been a long time, and I’m actually quite happy to see you today.” Bess Camp smiled again.
His smile was really gentle, as if it had a healing power.
Christine White couldn’t help but feel calmer inside when she saw a smile like that.
“Your sister she, what’s her name?” Christine White had a great interest in the girl who looked so much like her.
Bess Camp softly spat out two words, “Christine Camp.”
“Yao?” Christine White was shocked again, and after the shock, there were tears and laughter.
Bess Camp couldn’t help but be a little confused when she saw her like that, “What’s wrong?”
“It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s just that I feel so connected, my name, too, has the word Yao in it.” Christine White said back.
Bess Camp was slightly stunned, then laughed softly, “That’s quite a coincidence, if my sister was still alive, you might have been good friends. ”
“Maybe.” Christine White rubbed her coffee cup, feeling sorry in her heart for the girl who looked like her and had a similar name, but had died young.
Buzz!
At that moment, the cell phone in the bag suddenly rang.
Christine White said an apology to Bess Camp before taking her cell phone out.
The call was from Debby York and she didn’t hesitate, she just answered it, “Hello Debby .”
“Christine, do you have a minute?” Debby York’s anxious voice reached her eardrums.
Christine White hastily replied, “Free.”
“Great, can you lend me some money?” Debby York asked hopefully.
Christine White didn’t think twice before agreeing, “Yes, but how much?”
More than that she didn’t.
“How much it’s going to be I’m not sure yet, the hospital is settling the bill for my dad’s surgery, I …”
“I know, so I’ll stop by and see my aunt and uncle.” Christine White interrupted her.
Debby York hmmm’d, “Okay, then be careful on your way.”
Hanging up the phone, Christine White put the phone away and looked at the man across the room in embarrassment, “Mr. Toki, that I …”
“You’re busy if you have something to do, but can you leave a contact?” Bess Camp pulled out her own cell phone and handed it to her.
Christine White was about to refuse, but thinking about the other party’s status, she gritted her teeth and agreed, “Okay.”
She took the phone and put her phone number into it before handing it back to Bess Camp, “At that time sir, I’ll leave you to it.”
“Okay, I’ll see you at the League meeting.” Bess Camp nodded with a smile.
Christine White waved at him and ran quickly toward the customer service desk, ready to change her ticket to the hospital.
By the time she got to the hospital, it was two hours later.
Christine White met with Debby York, who had red eyes and looked like she had been crying.
“Christine you’re here.” Debby York looked at Christine White and gave her a far-fetched smile.
Christine White answered and got right down to business, “How much will Uncle’s surgery cost?”