Apparently, he was just joking to himself. Horace never wanted to go back to jail again.
“Here’s the thing. Remember what you told us about Laura Hutchinson? We’ve found something. She was seen near Pinushill.”
After Horace got out of prison, he accused Laura of slandering him and doing illegal things.
The police did some investigation and found what he had said was true, so they had been haunting Laura.
However, Laura was a sly woman, they hadn’t been able to find her anywhere.
Until today, someone reported to them and said he saw Laura near Pinushill.
“That’s great. Thank you.”
Horace had asked the police to inform him if they found any trace of Laura.
The policeman was faithful to his promise. If he didn’t call Horace today, Horace would have forgotten all about Laura.
“You are welcome.”
After hanging up the phone, Horace wondered why Laura would show up around Pinushill.
Pinushill was known to be a place for illicit trades. Why would Laura be there?
What was she doing there?
Horace had a lot of doubts in his mind, but he couldn’t get any answer to his questions.
But the most urgent thing now was to save the company.
Laura would be punished sooner or later for what she had done.
As he thought, Horace had walked to a five-star hotel.
As soon as he walked into the hotel, he ran into Chester, who had just arrived.
He walked up to him and said, “Mr. Saunders.”
“Mr. Kirkland.”
Chester nodded and shook hands with Horace. It was a polite manner.
After the courteous greetings, Chester proposed to talk over dinner in the private room.
Horace agreed.
As soon as Horace walked into the box, a hot lady was about to take off his coat for him.
When her hand was about to touch his collar, he gave a warning glance and the woman stopped.
She looked at Chester, looking pitiful.
“Mr. Kirkland, you’re a man of noble character,” Chester looked at Horace and said meaningfully.
“I am married.”
Hearing his succinct reply, Chester took a careful look at him,
This was the first time they had ever met.
However, they didn’t feel like strangers at all somehow. Perhaps it was just how businessmen got along with each other.
However, Chester was surprised that Horace loved his wife even more deeply than rumors had it.
“Well, you have my respect,” as Chester said, he waved his hand at the woman, who understood and left the room.
Then, there were only the two of them left in the room. No one spoke and it was tense.
Soon, things changed.
“I have heard a lot about you, Mr. Kirkland, already so accomplished at the peak of age.” Chester poured himself a glass of wine and then raised his glass.
Horace poured a glass of wine as well and he stared at Chester.
They gulped it all down at the same time.
“Let’s talk business now, Mr. Saunders.”
Thinking that Clara was still alone at home, Horace was a bit worried. He wanted to finish this as soon as possible so that he could go back to her.
To put it bluntly, he wanted to cut the crap.
But he had to put it in a nice way, which was why Horace didn’t like attending such events.
Also, he didn’t like it because there would always be women at such events. Horace didn’t want Clara to feel jealous, so he seldom attended these.
“Alright, let’s get down to business.”
Seeing that Horace was done with small with, Chester replied.
At home, Clara had cooked some soup for Horace.
After a quick conversation, Horace and Chester parted.
They had decided to sign the agreement at the press conference three days later.
Horace couldn’t help but feel bad about giving his company, his life-long efforts, to someone else.
But he had had no other way out now.
“Honey, when are you coming home?” Clara was a bit tired of waiting and called Horace to ask.
“It’s over now. I’m coming home right now.” Horace had intended to take a walk on the streets before going home.
He wanted to go home after he felt better, but now that Clara had called to ask, he had to cut the walk.
Clara said happily, “I will wait for you at home.”
Then she hung up the phone and waited.
After the phone call, Horace wore a frown and felt a bit upset. He didn’t dig deeper into it but got into his car and was about to drive home.
In the Kirkland’s house, Neo was having tea and chatting with Russell, life had been idle for him.
Even so, he couldn’t help feeling sad that his parents were away from him,
Russell knew it, of course. He also knew how thoughtful a boy Neo was, so he wanted to comfort him.
“Neo, do you want to hear a story?”
Clara asked, looking at Neo with a kind smile.
“I’d love to!” Neo nodded and looked at him curiously.
In his impression, his great grandpa wasn’t really a storyteller. In fact, he had always regarded Russell as a strict man.
Therefore, he always found it hard to be totally relaxed in front of Russell.
Russell knew it as well, but he didn’t say anything about it. He knew how others saw him,
“When I was travelling one day, I saw two kids arguing over something. They argued for a long time, so I walked up to them and asked what they were arguing over. However, they only took a glance at me, ignored me and continued their debate. I didn’t leave because of it, but stayed and listened to their conversation. It turned out they were arguing over one thing-whether or not they should support and take care of their elders in person. The boy who thought it was not his obligation to support the elder spoke really harshly, and he didn’t mind me being there at all, nor did he stop the discussion because of my presence, because it was their school assignment.”
After saying that, Russell looked at Neo, who seemed to be pondering over the story.
A few minutes later, Neo got it. Russell was telling him about responsibilities and obligation.
The kids were assigned with the task and they were obliged to finish it.
They took it seriously and didn’t stop working on it just because someone was watching.
Just like what Horace and Clara were doing now.