Christine White bit her lip, torn.
In the end, though, she dismissed the idea of telling Baird Lane about the discovery.
In her opinion, Baird Lane hadn’t even solved the matter of that plot of land yet, if she told him this again, it would only make him more anxious, it would be better for her to lurk around Hugh Dong first and see if she could dig out more clues.
And then it wouldn’t be too late for her to talk to Baird Lane when he got the lot settled.
With that thought, Christine White let her hand drop from the doorknob and turned back to her guest room.
In her room, she took out her cell phone and called the realtor’s side to check out of the house she had rented only that afternoon.
After all, she had decided to stay here to search for clues, so naturally there was no need to be moving out.
It’s just that her act of checking out upset the agent’s side and scolded her.
“I should have known better than to rent an apartment so impulsively.” Christine White put down her cell phone and let out a bitter laugh.
Not to mention the fact that the house wasn’t lived in, the deposit was withheld.
What’s the difference between that and paying for a scolding?
Soon enough, though, Christine White adjusted her mindset, pushed down the rental scolding, and picked up her cell phone again to make a call out.
The call was to Ives Norton, who also answered quickly and in a surprised tone, “Christine, what can I do for you?”
“Ives, I have a favor to ask, you must help me.” Christine White said hurriedly.
Ives Norton couldn’t help but get serious when he heard how serious she sounded, “What’s the favor anyway?”
“I’d like you to get me some listening devices.” Christine White spoke up.
Ives Norton was stunned, “A listening device? What are you trying to do?”
“Don’t ask that yet, anyway, I’m useful.” Christine White pleaded.
Ives Norton mused for a few seconds, “It wouldn’t be out of the question to get you some listening devices, but I wonder why you didn’t go to Baird? He’s your husband, he’s the one you should be asking for help.”
“I don’t want to bother him right now, and I don’t want him to know for a while.” Christine White replied thoughtfully.
Ives Norton was even more puzzled, “Why?”
“There’s no reason, Ives, you help me, it’s really important to me, and you’re the only person I can think of besides Baird Lane who can help me.” Christine White asked once more.
With her saying that, Ives Norton couldn’t afford to say no, and pushed up his glasses in response, “I know, I’ll get it ready for you, and I’ll give it to you tomorrow when you come to the hospital.”
“Thank you Ives,” Christine White smiled.
The call ended and she put the phone down, rubbing her face before heading to the bathroom to wash up and get ready to rest.
The next day, Christine White came to the hospital.
Ives Norton examined her first, and when he was done, he took the packet out of the drawer.
“This is what you asked me to prepare.” Ives Norton pushed something in front of Christine White.
Christine White’s eyes locked on it and reached for it.
Before her hand could touch the packet, however, Ives Norton put it away again.
“Hmm?” Christine White looked at him quizzically, not understanding what he was trying to do.
Ives Norton didn’t explain either, but seriously inquired, “Christine, tell me honestly, is the person you’re listening in on, in danger?”
Christine White thought about Hugh Dong’s usual appearance and the hateful way he looked yesterday when he mentioned The Lane Family, and returned with some uncertainty, “I think … No.”
“Should?” Ives Norton’s brow furrowed tightly, “So there’s still danger, is there?”
Christine White bit her lower lip, “As long as he doesn’t find out, it should be fine.”
“And what if we’re found out?” Ives Norton looked at her gravely.
Christine White could see the worry behind his glasses and warmed her heart, smiling, “Geez Ives, it hasn’t happened yet, don’t think too much about it, just give me the stuff, I’ve got my own measure.”
“But …”
“There’s no buts, Ives, it’s important to me.” Christine White interrupted him.
Ives Norton looked at her deeply for a moment and finally sighed, but gave her the package of listening devices, “Fine, I’ll give you the stuff, but I want you to take care of yourself, and make sure you call me and Baird if anything does happen.”
“Uh-huh.” Christine White put away the listening device and nodded heavily.
Ives Norton’s furrowed brow loosened considerably, “That’s good to know, but you’re pretty messed up to have the nerve to bug someone.”
“There’s nothing I can do about it, it’s the only thing I can do to get more clues.” Christine White said as she picked up a glass of water on the side and took a drink.
Ives Norton tapped his finger on the desktop a couple times, “Clues? What kind of clues are you trying to listen in on?”
“Regarding The Lane Family haters, as you know The Lane Family has a hater who’s been watching from the shadows and it just so happens that I’ve made some discoveries, so …”
“I see what you mean, you want to go deeper into the tiger’s den yourself and find out The Lane Family’s enemies?” Hugh Dong cut off her words.
Christine White hmmmed, “Something like that.”
“What a mess, something like that, you could have just told Baird.” Ives Norton looked at her disapprovingly.
Christine White tugged at the corner of her mouth, “He’s been busy enough lately, I thought I’d leave him alone for a while and talk to him when he’s sorted out the current plot, by the way, you haven’t told me how to use any of these things yet?”
She changed the subject.
Ives Norton took one look at the listening device she was patting down and got up and walked over to her to take the thing out and show her how to set it up by hand.
“Will?” Ives Norton asked the man next to him as he put the disassembled listening device back together after ten minutes or so.
Christine White nodded, “Will do, thank you Ives.”
“Don’t thank me, just remember what I just said, don’t get caught and protect yourself.” Ives Norton admonished once again.
Christine White hastily responded, “Don’t worry, I will.”
As the words fell out of his mouth, there was a knock on the office door and a nurse walked in with a binder of medical records.
“Dr. Norton, Ms. White’s test reports are in.” The nurse handed Ives Norton the chart binder with both hands.
Ives Norton took it and let her out.
Christine White looked at him and the binder of medical records he was holding and clasped her palms together nervously, “Well?”
“Good, the body has recovered to a level where it’s ready for an in vitro pregnancy.” Ives Norton answered her as he closed his chart binder.
Christine White’s lifted heart fell back into place and a small smile spread across her face, “Great.”
“It’s great, but this is something that you’ve discussed with Baird?” Ives Norton asked her.
Christine White hmmm’d, “It’s been agreed before.”
“In that case, I’ll notify Baird and have him come over?” Ives Norton pulled out his cell phone.
Christine White hurriedly waved her hand, “Not yet.”
“What’s wrong?” Ives Norton stopped dialing Baird Lane.
Christine White’s eyes dropped, “He’s busy, so let’s leave him alone until he’s busy, and since I’m physically capable of accepting IVF, there’s no need to rush this.”
“Are you sure?” Ives Norton raised an eyebrow.
Christine White pursed her lips, “Uh-huh.”
“Well, since you put it that way, I’ll leave him unannounced for now, but you’d better not put it off for too long either, with things like IVF, of course the sooner you do it the higher the success rate, do you understand?” Ives Norton put away his cell phone and looked at her.