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.

the ring. If I was not mistaken, it should have been somewhere in

had made the ground a thin layer of white, making the search difficult. Soon enough, my

came from

his suit from the meeting, but then hed gotten a black coat on top, adding a touch of elegance to his cold demeanor.

soft

I

Neil rolled his eyes

the engagement ring

was exhausting. He made lying

just brushed off my hands and said, “Am I crazy? Do I need more trouble from you?”

good to know! Neil’s gaze fell on my red, cold hands. He took off his leather gloves,

were soft inside, still warm

and led me back towards the mansion.

were short, and nights

the afternoon, the sky had darkened. The wind

path, his tall frame and long strides keeping him ahead. I could

to snow again. Small flakes

“Would you like

I no longer felt cold, so I took off the gloves

He was really busy.

as busy so

today” Neil put down his phone and

so too” I responded casually,

gift coming later. Remember to answer the door. I’m going to take

a bit puzzled A gift?

the door, bringing a big box. The person left

the box. Then, I heard a pitiful sound, “Whumper…”

that a