Chapter 190

She just wished me a pleasant weekend?

What made her think I should have a pleasant weekend?

His long, slender fingers pressed against the pages of his book. His eyes were deep, and his expression thoughtful.

Gary walked inside with the boxes of medicine, sighing, “Ah, when you get old, you get sick for no reason.

The next morning.

Sherry and I hit the road at 7 a.m. For our safety, she’d recruited her brother–a sports school student on summer break–as our

escort.

I eyed the towering yet puppy–eyed teen and shot Sherry a look: Don’t you think we look like two rich ladies hiring a boytoy?

“Safety first!” she mouthed, reading my mind.

That was a fair point. We might be going into the mountains and countryside, and rural

investigations always carried risks. Though

young, Stuart’s broad shoulders radiated dependable energy.

“Fine.” I tossed Stuart the keys, sweetening the deal:“Pick any gift you want after this.”

Stuart’s handsome face flushed

Olivia. I’m really glad to be of

With that, she put on her

with

in when he saw Olivia

car.

boyfriend? And he

watched their car drive away before getting out of

glanced up from his tablet

15:22

“Why the long face? Market

crash?”

you jinx my portfolio!” The steward dumped groceries, leaning in conspiratorially.“Do you know Olivia’s seeing

“What?!”

shocked.“I don’t! When

happen?”

nodded knowingly.“She kept

secret.”

like a college student, quite tall and delicate. He

college student! Olivia actually likes that type!” That explains why she doesn’t like Mr. Jones. It makes sense; she must

choose a

make her happy. She’s

money anyway.

as if remembering something,

Jones.”

a knowing look.

lips are sealed.” Zach mimed zipping his mouth. If Mr. Jones knew about it, with his temper, Olivia would be

a casual black suit. Among all colors, black best accentuated his

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