Callie stumbled, “Please, don’t call me that, it’s embarrassing!”
“Miss Marsh,” Litzy teased her, “didn’t you say you wanted to take a day off?”
Callie had just sat down when she heard this and frowned. “Did I… did I say that?”
Litzy choked on her drink, “No way, have you been staying up so late that your memory’s failing? You said it yourself in the group chat.”
Callie thought for a moment, took out her phone, and sure enough, found her own message: Taking a day off, any documents needing approval will be delayed.
Replies underneath-
What’s wrong?
Is something up?
Callie hadn’t responded to the questions that followed.
She sighed unconsciously, naturally thinking about who else could have used her phone. And with that commanding tone…
She took a bite of food, blaming herself for sleeping so soundly, while wondering why he said she was taking a day off. Did he really think she could sleep all day?
Alayah was trending again; she had posted photos of her injuries to stir up attention but surprisingly didn’t mention Nelson.
She claimed on social media that she accidentally burned herself, but the sharp-eyed netizens weren’t fooled-
This was clearly a splash burn.
Wow, poor thing, who would be so heartless!
Litzy was furious, “What a white lotus!”
The trending news was #AlayahMaliciouslyHarmed#
Callie wasn’t exposed, but this definitely garnered sympathy for Alayah and even gained her a small group of fans.
Callie dismissed the idea of visiting her.
Now they were even.
“Yesterday, what did Jaquan want to talk to you about?”
Litzy looked a bit awkward, “… He asked about the details. He seemed quite concerned about you, Callie. Do you think he likes you?”
Callie choked on her soup, “Stop fantasizing. Next topic.”
At the end of the workday, Cora suddenly approached Callie with an unfriendly expression. “Mr. Oconnor has a social engagement today. The driver is with him, so he left the car keys with you. Be careful driving home.”
Callie didn’t really listen, assuming Nelson didn’t want to leave her behind and face his grandfather’s reprimand. She nodded casually with a half-smile, “Miss Weber, you wouldn’t harm me, would you?”
Cora gritted her teeth, “I’m not that stupid.”
It was raining, and the roads were difficult to navigate. Callie drove slowly.
There were many things on her mind, and various scenes flashed through her head like a carousel.
Misfortune never comes alone; even driving carefully could lead to trouble.
“Screech-”
Callie slammed on the brakes. Her muddled eyes cleared as she hurriedly got out of the car. She had scraped someone else’s car-
The owner was a young man… no, more accurately, a boy.
He stood with his hands on his hips, looking at the long scratch on his car before turning to Callie and shouting, “Are you blind? How do you drive? Are your hands broken or just stupid?”
Callie was momentarily stunned by his yelling. She waited until he stopped before speaking. “I’m sorry, it was my fault. Did you call the police? I’ll pay for the damages.”
She had indeed been distracted just now.
“I did.” The boy looked at her disdainfully and then at her car’s brand. His eyes rolled almost to the back of his head.
“Do you know how much my car costs? My dad gave it to me for my birthday-a new BMW! Can you afford to pay for it?” He was aggressive and difficult to communicate with, spitting out insults. “You’re really blind!”