Chapter 173 They Like the Smell of Smoke
Helen got more confused as she asked. “What does me being from the Somertons have to do with this
“Have you forgotten? Your grandma and my mom were really close. Your grandma helped my mom out bi time once, so my dad feels he owes the Somertons.”
Hearing that, Helen finally got it.
So it all comes down to that old hag. Even after all this time, she still has pull.
“Okay, I’ll go with you,” Helen said, then hesitated, “But I’m kinda nervous about going to your house again. What if your mom kicks me out?”
Linden smiled a little. “My dad’s hardly ever home. Even if you wanted to see him, you probably wouldn’t catch him.”
Helen thought back to her time at the Grayson Residence and realized she’d never seen Walter there.
Not really caring why he was never around, she asked, “So where do we find your dad?”
Linden paused, then said, “My mom told me the Nielsens are throwing a celebration banquet for their grandson soon. My dad’s going to be there. We’ll look for him at the Nielsen Residence.”
“Sounds good,” Helen said, feeling sure this plan would work.
With all his money, Linden’s dad won’t sweat a measly 380,000.
The next morning, right after Linden left, Helen called Edwin to update him.
Edwin was desperate for the cash, anxious to get it fast.
But there was no choice. They had to wait a few more days, hoping Helen could secure the amount.
The days flew by.
Finally, the day of the Nielsens‘ banquet came,
Linden found out from Teresa thar..
banquet would start at noon
By 11:00 a.m., well before it started, he and Helen were parked outside the Nielsen Residence.
They stayed in the car, quietly watching as only a few guests arrived.
Helen asked, “Why are we here so early? Not many people are here yet, and the banquet isn’t for hours.”
Linden frowned. “The Nielsens are a big deal in Kingville. Most people coming will know my dad. Once the banquet starts, he’ll be tied up chatting non–stop, and we won’t get a chance to talk m
Besides, we can
talk about this in front of all these people.”
If anyone finds out that I can’t even cough up a few hundred thousand as the Graysons‘ heir, they’d laugh me right out of
town.
This morning, I texted Dad to see when he’d show up, but no reply yet.
He’s probably too busy.
Chapter 173 They Like the Smell of Smoke
“I see. You’re so smart, babe,” Helen said. She didn’t want to expose their company’s troubles in front of an these big shots either. It would be embarrassing.
They stared at the entrance for a long time but saw no sign of Walter..
Linden pulled at his tic, looking annoyed, then lit a cigarette.
Soon the car filled with smoke.
Helen covered her nose and mouth, grimacing. “Maybe you should step outside to smoke. This smoke is choking me.”
Linden grinned mischievously and blew a puff of smoke right at her. “Women always say they like the smell of smoke on a guy. Why not you?”
“I do, but-” Helen barely started before Linden’s lips cut her off.
He kissed her for a few seconds, then whispered, “I knew you liked it.”
Her mouth filled with thick smoke, she coughed twice and playfully hit his chest. “Hey! I wasn’t done talking!”
“Well, I’m listening.”
“I was gonna say, I like it, but this smoke is too strong. It makes me uncomfortable.”
Linden leaned closer, voice low. “Uncomfortable just means you’re not used to it. The more you’re around it, the easier it gets.”
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