“Debby I’m here again, I won’t disturb your aunt and uncle, will I?” Christine White asked with a lowered voice and a smile.
“No, no, no, my parents are asleep and can’t be bothered.” Debby York pulled the door completely open and gestured for them to come in.
When Christine White had come in with Aunt Lucy, she closed the door and added, “Christine you’re just in time, I was just about to call for you in a few minutes too.”
“Looking for me?” Christine White stopped and looked at her quizzically.
Debby York pulled two disposable water glasses out of a drawer and poured Christine White and Aunt Lucy a glass of water each before answering, “Yeah, didn’t we go to the show yesterday, and the model we met outside the restroom after the show, I saw her today, too.”
“What?” Christine White, unable to take a drink of water, hurriedly inquired, “You saw her? Where?”
“Right outside our hospital room.” Debby York pointed to the door.
Christine White looked around and her eyebrows furrowed tightly, “How did she end up outside her aunt and uncle’s hospital room?”
“I don’t know about that, I even made a point of going out to say hi to her, but she ignored me, looked at me a couple times and left.” Debby York said as she sat down.
The more Christine White listened, the more doubtful she became in her mind, “According to you, it seems that she came here specifically to see you.”
“Who knows, she’s weird anyway.” Debby York bristled.
Christine White dropped her eyes, “When was this, by the way?”
“Let’s see.” Debby York scratched her hair, thought for a moment, and returned, “About two hours ago.”
“Two hours ago?” Aunt Lucy exclaimed, “Isn’t that when my wife and I first came to the hospital.”
Christine White hmmmed, “That’s right, but we didn’t meet Molly Bort.”
“Geez, don’t think too much, if you want to know what she’s doing here, just call and ask, Christine you know her, you should have her contact info right?” Debby York asked.
Christine White smiled, “Yes there is, but it’s better not to ask, who knows if her phone is back in her hands now.”
“What does that mean?” Debby York sounded confused.
Christine White didn’t explain and looked at the time and stood up, “Well Debby , since my aunt and uncle are asleep I won’t stay much longer, I have things to do later so I’ll leave, if that woman comes back next time you call me directly, if she doesn’t come after that don’t worry about it.”
“I see, well then, I’ll walk you out.” Debby York nodded in agreement.
After leaving the hospital, Christine White didn’t go back to the villa, but took Aunt Lucy to the hotel to check on the setup of the hotel venue.
The people at the hotel proved to be very helpful, and she did some checking and found nothing that needed to be corrected.
She then took out her cell phone and took a few pictures of the venue and sent them to Baird Lane.
After sending it, she was worried that Baird Lane hadn’t seen it first, so she thought about it and dialed Baird Lane’s number again.
Only it wasn’t Baird Lane who got the call, it was Gates, which made her lose her mind ever so slightly.
But after the loss, she picks herself up and tells Gates about the meeting place, so that Gates can convey Baird Lane in a moment.
Gates naturally agreed to all of them, with a reassuring pat on the back.
Christine White could even hear the tapping coming from the other end of the phone, which made her cry, “Thank you Assistant Gates then.”
After saying thank you to Gates, Christine White hung up the phone, feeling ever so slightly hungry before hitting the road with Aunt Lucy.
Soon, a few days passed, and C City’s Business Alliance Fest was officially held.
Christine White comes down the stairs in a long black strapless gown and walks slowly to Baird Lane.
Baird Lane was looking down at his cell phone when he suddenly noticed an extra figure in front of him, and when he raised his head to look at it, a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes.
The stunner also happened to be caught by Christine White, who blushed a little as she tugged at the hem of her skirt and twirled around in front of him, “What do you think?”
Of course she knew her question was a bit redundant, even a bit knowing.
After all, the awesomeness in his eyes was a good indication that she was well dressed at the moment.
But she also wanted to be ostentatious, to hear a compliment from him herself about looking good or something like that.
Perhaps reading the thoughts in Christine White’s mind, Baird Lane stroked his chin and nodded slightly, “It’s not bad, there’s just one thing missing.”
“Eh?” Christine White was slightly stunned, “What’s missing?”
She hurriedly looked down to check her outfit, shoes and jewelry not sparing all of them.
After looking down, she really didn’t notice anything missing from her.
And Baird Lane didn’t answer her, only waved his hand toward Aunt Lucy.
Aunt Lucy came over, “Sir.”
“Go upstairs and get a shawl for the missus.” Baird Lane commanded.
Aunt Lucy looked toward Christine White and understood everything instantly when she saw her bare shoulders, smiling as she went up the stairs.
Christine White reacted at that moment to what Baird Lane meant when he said one thing was missing.
So, he was afraid she’d get cold.
Shortly after, Aunt Lucy returned, holding a shawl in the same color as the gown on Christine White.
Christine White held out her hand, ready to take the shawl.
As a result, before her hand could touch the shawl, a large hand came out of nowhere and took it from Aunt Lucy before she did.
The large hand was that of none other than Baird Lane, who was seen shaking the shawl off, getting up from the couch, and then wrapping it around Christine White’s head.
The next thing Christine White felt was a warmth on her shoulders and saw that the shawl had been draped over her.
At this moment, Christine White not only felt warm on her body, but also in her heart as if a fireplace had been lit, warming her with sweetness.
“Baird, thanks.” Christine White gripped the shawl around her chest and looked at the man with emotion.
The man stuck his hands back into his pants pockets, lifted his chin slightly, and bent one arm, “Come on, it’s getting late, and we can’t be late as hosts of the Alliance meeting.”
“Uh-huh.” Christine White nodded heavily, pulling her hand up and walking with him toward the outside of the villa.
This business alliance meeting was very important tonight, bigger than either of the two banquets Christine White had attended, as the invitees were not only some of the biggest names in the business world, but also some prominent figures in military and political circles.
In order for there to be no accidents at this league meeting, Baird Lane even hired dozens of security guards, which shows the Land degree of importance he attached to the league meeting this time.
So Christine White stood outside the venue’s gates and already felt a great deal of pressure before she even entered.
Baird Lane sensed the woman beside him suddenly stopping from walking and followed suit, twisting his head slightly to look at her, “What’s wrong?”
Christine White closed her eyes and breathed a little sharply as she replied, “I’m nervous.”
Hearing this, Baird Lane frowned, “What’s the tension?”
“Of course I’m afraid of embarrassing The Lane Family by making a mistake next, after all, I’ve never seen so many big names before.” Christine White whispered.
Baird Lane let out a soft chuckle, “I thought you’d stopped being nervous after two parties.”
“It’s not the same.” Christine White bit her lower lip somewhat bitterly, “Those two previous banquets didn’t have so many big names, and the atmosphere wasn’t as strict, so I wasn’t as nervous …”
“Okay.” Baird Lane interrupted her and spoke in a hushed voice, “No matter how austere the atmosphere is or how many big shots there are, you are the host of tonight’s Union meeting, the First Lady, and you don’t need to be nervous about anyone or flatter anyone, understand?”