Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 435

When Bella got home, she was burning up with a fever that hit 104 degrees Fahrenheit. Being strapped for cash, she hesitated to go to the hospital, fearing the bills more than the illness.

Reflecting on this, Ivy sighed and said, "You're always worrying about her, but does she ever worry about you? You can't even mention setting Jane up without her worrying it'll be a bother to you..."

"Jane? Setting up what now?"

Before she could finish, the bedroom door swung open, and Summer stepped in, clad in a limited edition dress, her curiosity piqued.

Bella hadn't mentioned anything to Summer yet. And there was no real need to. But now that the cat was out of the bag, Bella shot Ivy a warning look to keep quiet, then beckoned Summer over with a smile. "We were just talking about tomorrow's dinner. I suggested inviting Jane to join us, maybe set her up with someone."

At the mention of Jane, Summer's fists clenched tightly, her teeth practically grinding together. Jane, that thorn in her side, had been a constant nuisance for the past two years. And to think, Jane and Bella barely knew each other, having met only twice, yet Bella seemed to have taken a liking to her.

The more Summer thought about it, the more it irked her. Yet, she masked her displeasure with a practiced smile, sitting beside Bella and asking softly, "Set her up? Mom, has Ms. Webster ever been part of our social circles? Won't she feel out of place at the dinner?"

Her concern seemed genuine, but inside, she wished Jane would disappear. For some reason, Summer felt like Jane was her bad luck charm, always causing her plans to go awry.

Bella, feeling guilty for not spending enough time with Summer, reassured her without a second thought, "Not at all, dear. Jane's been to plenty of international film festivals with Dave. A dinner party will be a breeze for her."

"I suppose you're right."

Summer forced a smile, her frustration brewing beneath the surface. If Jane didn't take the hint and kept hovering around Bella, she'd have to take matters into her own hands. She had missed out on the Myers family's connection, but she wouldn't let Bella, a much bigger opportunity, slip through her fingers.

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As soon as I hung up the phone, Christine leaned in, her curiosity piqued by my smile. "What's the good news?"

"Ms. Taylor wants to help me network."

I put my phone down. "She's invited me to join her at a dinner party tomorrow."

"That's fantastic!"