“Something’s up?”
“I came here specifically to thank you,” Cecilia said with a flat tone, handing me a box of desserts, “I owe you one for helping me at the hospital today.”
She used the term ‘help’.
Something I hadn’t expected.
I looked at her sweet, soft face and didn’t call her out on it, just softly said, “You flatter me, Director Irwin. It was nothing, really.”
Cecilia probably didn’t expect me to be so calm. As she held out the gift box, she asked hesitantly, “You don’t feel wronged, Xaviera?”
Seeing the probing look in her almond eyes, I just shrugged and said, “The result has been seen by Director Irwin, hasn’t it?”
Hilary didn’t blame me at all.
Cecilia must have caught the drift, as the smile on her face stiffened a bit.
I didn’t plan to argue with her. I continued, “It’s an honor for me to alleviate the investor’s worries. As for pushing the cooperation forward, I do hope Director Irwin would put more thought into it, otherwise, I’ll have to go ask Hilary.”
Cecilia blinked, chuckled awkwardly, “Of… of course.”
Watching the young lady’s reaction, I suddenly felt less suffocated.
Sure enough, the next day, Rainbow Capital responded and arranged our reporting work for the following afternoon.
The weight in my heart lightened a bit.
And I took the opportunity to rope Cecilia into the reporting work team.
The day of the report came fast.
After packing the documents, we all went downstairs together.
Not long into the garage, my phone suddenly rang disruptively. When I glanced at the caller ID, my heart started pounding.
The call was from Grace.
Normally, at this time, she wouldn’t call me herself.
My chest felt like it was harboring a wild butterfly. I steadied myself before pressing answer.
“Xaviera, come to the county hospital quick,” Grace’s frantic voice burst through the speaker, “Nydia’s sick again.”
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