NovelGoldChapter 317 Mandy finally let out a sigh of relief as she stood in the kitchen.
Carrying a bowl of noodles, she was about to take a seat next to Claire. Then she remembered Claire couldn't hear her, so she changed course and sat down across from her instead-this way, Claire could easily read her lips.
As Mandy twirled her fork in the noodles, she tried to sound casual. "So, Claire, who was that man who just cin?" "That's Mr. Foster's personal assistant. Liam," Claire replied.
Mandy stiffened mid-bite, her fork pausing halfway to her mouth.
He's with Mr. Foster? Then why was he hanging out with Victor? As she remembered how she'd swindled a hundred thousand dollars out of Liam, a wave of anxiety crashed over her.
She'd never minded tricking arrogant, entitled rich guys; she had no qualms about taking advantage of people like that. But she'd never intended to scam a decent person, especially not someone who was looking out for Claire.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, her noodles felt tasteless, like a lump in her throat. That money burned in her pocket-she wanted nothing more than to give it back to Liam, pronto.
If Claire ever found out Mandy had conned Liam, she'd be crushed.
Mandy kept her head down, her emotions swirling behind her eyes. She kept eating, but the food might as well have been cardboard.
Afterwards, Mandy helped Claire clear the dishes. She was so preoccupied she barely said a word, and Claire, who didn't hear well to begin with, wasn't talkative either. For a while, the only sounds in the kitchen were the running water and the gentle clink of plates.
When everything was cleaned up, Claire led Mandy into the sewing room.
Lately, Claire spent almost every waking moment here, immersed in her embroidery. As Mandy glanced around at the endless spools of colored thread and watched Claire's focused fingers dance over the fabric, her heart ached even more for her friend.
Claire had a gift for excellence-whatever she did, she did it beautifully. She'd picked up traditional embroidery while serving time, and in just five years, her skill had reached a level most would call masterful.
But if Claire hadn't gone to prison, she would have graduated from a top university and had a brilliant future ahead of her.
Mandy sat quietly nearby, eyes fixed on Claire as she worked.
Claire sat by the window, sunlight pouring over her like a golden veil. She looked so serene, so lovely-if she'd been dressed in a flowing gown, she might have stepped straight out of a Renaissance painting.
Unable to resist, Mandy pulled out her phone and snapped a picture of Claire at work. Then she put the phone away and just watched, her mind drifting.
She was trying to figure out how to return that money to Liam, and also worrying about how she'd save enough to study abroad within the year-the syear Claire had set herself to finish this enormous embroidery project.
Tslipped by, and before she knew it, it was lunchtime.
After eating with the Foster family, Mandy said goodbye to Claire and headed back to campus.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe afternoon passed: Claire went back to her embroidery, Mandy sat through her classes.
As the sun set, the sky outside blazed orange and red. After class, Mandy's phone rang.
The man on the other end sounded warm and familiar.
"Mandy, miss me?" Mandy, still irritable from running into Liam that morning, snapped back without a hint of patience.
"Don't flatter yourself."
Normand Lewis fell silent, and the line was filled with the sound ofm His laughter from his end. His father, Kendrick Lewis, and his brother Victor were both chuckling. So why was Normand's phone on speaker, anyway?
Simple: the Lewis family was having a family meeting. The agenda was clear- Kendrick clear-Kendrick wanted at least one of his sons to join the family business and start learning the ropes. Victor, ever the reluctant heir, shrugged. "I'm a doctor, Dad. I'm not interested in the company."
Normand, just as nonchalant, chimed while! in, "I'm still young. Lethave sfun while I can. Besides, you're nowhere near retirement age! The company's fine with you in charge." Chapter 317 Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.
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