Chapter 535

Thorne had been swamped lately. He was barely halfway through his meal when his phone rang again.

As Thorne stepped out to take the call, Vesta seemed to remember something. She turned to Jasmine and said, "By the way, Minnie, school starts on Monday. Why don't I drive you there?"

Jasmine hesitated, her face showing a hint of discomfort. "I'm sorry, Ms. Hawkins. I already asked my mom to take me. She promised she would."

"Oh, I see," Vesta replied, not pressing the matter.

On Sunday evening, just as Charlene finished dinner and was about to unwind, her phone buzzed with a call from Jasmine.

No sooner had she answered than Jasmine chimed in, "Mom, tomorrow morning Dad and I will come over. Then you and Dad can take me to school together."

"Alright, sweetheart. I'll be ready," Charlene replied.

The next morning, Charlene had barely finished breakfast when Thorne and Jasmine showed up.

As Charlene stepped outside with her car keys, Jasmine hopped out of Thorne's car and grabbed her hand, pulling her toward his vehicle. "Mom, we're running late! Come on, get in!"

Charlene protested, "I'll need my car to get back to the office later. It'd be easier if

I just drive myself and meet you both at the school—”

interjected, "I'll drop you

about to refuse, but Jasmine tugged her forward, bouncing on her toes. "Yeah, let Dad take you! Come

hesitated, her brow furrowing for a moment. Then she turned


custom white lace dress that gave her a serene, graceful

her, she couldn't help but

taking in the sight

a soft,

looked at her again before asking, "What time is your meeting at The Henderson

"Three o'clock."

someone to pick you

to pick her up? If Thorne actually sent his car, and someone saw them, wouldn't that give away their

considering the current partnership between

that lately they'd been seen

at The Henderson Group in. his

deniability to brush it

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he cared about people guessing their

him

you. I can ride

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