Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 282

Well, since Neil had put it that way, there was no room for negotiation

We were talking big shots from Rosemont Making a fool of yourself in front of them? Heavy consequences.

Gloria’s face turned ugly, all her usual grace and dignity was gone She was looking at Bonnie, her eyes full of disappointment.

The host whispered to Bonnie, “Ms Tueley, please return to your seat.”

“Okay. “Bonnie responded with a downcast head, placed her speech on the podium, and quickly exited the stage.

I picked up her discarded speech, gave it a once-over, and tossed it into the nearby trash. Then, I continued where Bonnie had left off.

I was pretty pleased with Bonnie’s performance. It got my gears turning: my delivery was light but powerful.

About ten minutes later, my talk was over The room burst into applause.

I knew I did good that day

Bonnie, on the other hand, was a mess. From the moment she returned to her seat to the end of the summit, she had kept her head down, staring at the table. Her mind clearly elsewhere.

“Ms. Finch, hold up.” Everyone else had left, but Gloria stopped me. She brought Bonnie over. This was Bonnie’s fault today. She shouldn’t have taken your speech.”

Bonnie glanced at me, but I didn’t see any regret in her eyes.

I simply gave a cold laugh without saying a word and left.

On the way back, I had someone look into the mysterious phone number to see who called me. It might have given the cops a lead.

All I could do then was to wait for the investigation to bear fruit or for the caller to contact me again.

When I got back to Sterling Estates, I couldn’t help but think of the ring Neil tossed. It had been a few days: I wondered if anyone found it.

out alone, in the direction Neil tossed the ring. If I was not mistaken, it should have been somewhere in

the ground a thin layer of white, making the search difficult.

doing?” Neil’s voice suddenly came from

still in his suit from the meeting, but then hed gotten a black coat on top,

snow and black clothes, Neil’s skin had a soft glow. He didn’t look like he was in

I was

eyes at the snow I’ve

engagement ring Russel Dawson gave

exhausting. He made lying

better at acting, so I just brushed off my hands and said, “Am I crazy? Do I

know! Neil’s gaze fell on my red, cold hands. He took off his leather gloves, “Put these on and

gloves. They were soft inside, still warm from his hands, and suddenly my hands felt

and led me

short, and nights

the sky had

me along the damp path, his tall frame and long strides keeping him ahead. I could see his profile and the slope of his

started to snow again. Small flakes lightly dusted our shoulders.

Whitmore, Ms. Finch, you’re back! The moment we entered the mansion, the housekeeper greeted us. “Would you like dinner prepared earlier today? “Hum”Neil responded.

took off the gloves and placed them on the table. The housekeeper poured us two cups of hot milk.

sat on the couch checking his phone. He was really busy. The fact that

as busy so quietly drank

good today” Neil put down his phone and told me. He seemed to be genuinely complimenting me.

I responded casually, still drinking my milk.

gift coming later. Remember to answer the door. I’m going to take a shower” With that, Neil

a bit puzzled A

sure enough, someone knocked on the door, bringing a

what was in the box.

that a