Caroline quickly found out that Richard had the habit of playing golf every weekend.
He played at Orchid Lake, which was a low-profile, luxurious golf club.
After I discussed things with Caroline, we decided to stage a "coincidental meeting".
We arrived early at the golf course on a weekend afternoon and laid in wait for our prey.
After some time had passed, we spotted Richard, who was surrounded by a crowd and had arrived late.
Caroline and I exchanged glances. Then, we picked up our golf clubs and walked over.
"Mr. Fowler, we meet again," Caroline said with the imperious air of a CEO as she greeted him politely.
Richard stopped when he heard her voice, and his gaze remained on her for a few seconds before he looked away.
There was no expression nor emotion in his eyes. It seemed that he didn't remember who we were.
The man beside him teased, "Mr. Fowler has good luck with the ladies wherever he goes."
He leered at Caroline and I rudely. He probably thought that we were gold diggers.
I didn't care. I stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fowler is a busy man, so I'm not surprised that you've forgotten who Ms. Whittaker is. It seems that she will be disappointed today."
I sighed theatrically.
Finally, Richard looked up at Caroline curiously.
Caroline scratched her head in embarrassment and looked at me again.
I chimed in. "It's okay, Ms. Whittaker. Let's just play a round of golf with Mr. Fowler next time."
Caroline's eyes flickered, and she immediately added. "I guess we waited two hours for nothing."
Caroline appeared confident and calm. She had striking features that would attract attention in any crowd. Not only that, she had a pair of seductive eyes, and right now she was fluttering her eyelashes in a way that would make anyone feel sorry for her.
The onlookers looked gleefully at Richard and said, "Well, gorgeous, Mr. Fowler's prowess in golf is second to none in Joddesdon and Saza. Are you really looking to play with him, or is this a trap to scam some money out of him?"
Caroline twirled her golf club expertly and said, "I'm not convinced that this is the case."
"Let's have a casual game, then." Richard finally spoke up. He said calmly. "I'll make things clear. I won't be holding back."
He was supremely confident. Caroline held her breath and did not answer.
I shielded her and said in a small voice, "Don't worry. Winning is not the important thing here."
The important thing was that we now had a chance to interact with Richard.
The truth was that Caroline was pretty good at golf.
She had once practiced golf religiously in order to get the attention of her rich ex-husband.
Amongst all of those who did it as a hobby, she was one of the best.
Of course, she could not compare with an expert player like Richard.
By the time they had finished one round, the sun was about to set. Caroline was exhausted, but she hadn't lost too badly.
Richard tossed his golf club to a caddy and glanced at Caroline. He said distantly, "Ms. Whittaker, that was a pretty good birdie."
He had hit four or five birdies himself.
Caroline's competitive streak had been aroused. She said irritatedly," Let's play another round some time. "
The onlookers teased. "Mr. Fowler, the beautiful Ms. Whittaker is asking you for another match."
Now Caroline and I were beginning to have names.
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